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tlemen already arrived. I had a brief interview | “ But you will havo to get something after you with Mr. Durand, whom I found fully equal to sue." the plan I proposed acting on; and when Mr. “Yes, I shall." Halliday called, he was shown into the small “I hope you may find it !” and a brutal laugh room by another door, while I retired into the indicated the entire confidence which he had that front sitting-room. The absorbing nature of his his property was effectually concealed from the plan must have prevented the broker, on the pre- most searching sheriff's deputy He again atvious evening, from knowing that he could be tempted to go out, and I again stopped him. overheard ; for every word he uttered was as “Frankly then, sir, I tell you that you are liaplainly heard in our room as where he sat. He ble to arrest on this suit, and your person will was in great haste to finish his business, and re- be made responsible for the recovery. I have gretted if his old friend had suffered for want of already a sufficient amount of information to asthe small sum he now brought, with the interest sure me that I shall not throw away time in purfor ten years. It was altogether something like suing you. You have your choice. Proceed two thousand dollars, being the balance of mon- with me to such place as you may name, now, eys realized from the sale of the lands and se- without delay, and pay over to me the entire valcurities which he had received from Mr. Durand ue of the property you misappropriated, or abide wherewith to pay debts. The amount being bạre- the consequences of the refusal. I am ready to ly sufficient to cover his own debt, he had thought go with you." it best to return the small balance, rather than “Go to the devil !” said he, with another brupay it away on any large claim. Mr. Durand tal laugh, and he stalked out of the door and into questioned him in a general way, and when Hal- the street. I hastened to the front window, but liday expressed his haste there was a moment's not soon enough to see the transaction which ocsilence, as if the old man were counting over curred as he left the door-step. As he set foot his own old promissory notes and the money, on the pavement, a deputy sheriff laid his hand or looking over the memoranda of sales that on his shoulder. “You are wanted,” said he. Halliday submitted to him. The latter then Halliday furiously demanded who he was. spoke:
The accomplished officer muttered his reply: “By-the-by, you may as well give me a little Durand versus Halliday. Warrant against memorandum of this, and I will give you a full Halliday : go with me, down to the Park. Bail receipt for all claims. I will write it : I see you to-morrow.” are too feeble. This scrap of paper will answer. Halliday saw that he was caught; but in an No, no—don't trouble yourself about ink: my instant he threw his foot out, and gave the depupencil will do. Something of this sort : Re- ty a side blow that might have felled an ox; but ceived of S. Halliday, two thousand one hundred he was an old hand, and knew that trip too well. and three, seventy-five one hundredths dollars, in He stood firm, and with a blow that seemed like full of his account as trustee for me in the sale a mere pat of his hand, but which was evidently of my lands and stocks, and payment of my debts, the stunning force of the slung shot, he laid in the year — , the same being balance in my Halliday on the pavement, with the blood streamfavor, after paying his demands against me, and ing from his face. All this had passed before we this being a full discharge therefor. There, just reached the window, and I saw him beckon to a sign that. Perhaps I had better ask your daugh- hackman, who assisted him in lifting his capture ter to step in and witness it."
into the carriage, and they drove off, while I “Let us see first that it is all right, Mr. Halli- turned back to the bedside of Mr. Durand. day," said I, walking into the room, and taking The excitement of the whole scene had been the pencil memorandum from old Mr. Durand's too great for him, and I was startled at the palehands.
ness which had come over his features. Halliday started to his feet. He was keen His eyes wandered painfully around the little enough to see the trap into which he had fallen, room, and when we all gathered around his bed and he turned fiercely to the old man and uttered it was manifest that death was rapidly approachone furious oath, and then turned to the door.
I stopped him with my hand on his shoulder. There is something sublime and stately in the “One moment, sir, if you please.”
| approach of a good old man to the world of spir* Who are you, sir ?"
its. The journey of life ended, the labor of life “Just at present that does not matter much. over, the sorrows of life assuaged; the doubts, You doubtless perceive the position in which you fears, and difficulties of life about to be solved : stand. Mr. Durand has abundant proof that you there is something majestic in the tread of the were but his trustee in these affairs; that his old man as he solemnly approaches the unseen, conveyance to you was for the purpose of paying and takes his leave of us, who remain to know his debts. It is not a difficult matter to show the same trials from which he has gone. The that the property was worth ten times what you death-bed of Mr. Durand had none of the acceshave here represented. I suppose you are aware sories of luxurious splendor to rob death of its that Mr. Durand can recover from you the entire simple sublimity. There were no carved ceilvalue of the property."
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whiter than his cheek, and the little room was your violence this evening has already been terlit by the single lamp that stood on the stand, rible, and it is not probable that Mr. Durand will surrounded by notes and bills which Halliday in live until morning." his haste had left lying there. It was a strange “Then I must see him. For Heaven's sake, I contrast, that heap of money and that dying old beg you let me see him. Dying! dying! It man. He turned his feeble eyes' at length to- will be my destruction. I must have one word ward his wife, and seemed to be endeavoring to with him-let me pass, sir." recall some old memory. Then he smiled, and I winked to the officer, who laid his hand on spoke to her, in a voice that was strangely music- Halliday's shoulder. The man seemed to be al and soft :
positively crazed, but shrank from that touch as "I was thinking of an old house, up in the from the sting of a scorpion. At the same incountry, and two large trees, and a seat between stant I heard Mr. Durand say, “That Mr. Hallithem-a bench, reaching from tree to tree. Ah, day? Let me see him.” Mary! it was there I loved you first, long years “There! he calls me. Let me pass. He ago. It was there I asked you to be my wife. I wishes to see me. Did you not hear him ?" Strange that it should come across me so vividly. It was not unusual for a man under arrest to at this moment. Do you remember it, dear be exceedingly anxious for an interview with the wife?"
plaintiff at whose suit he was incarcerated ; but “Right well, John! and the old well, and the this would not account for the insane conduct of creaking pole, and the gate at the foot of the gar- this man, and I followed him into the room with den, where we parted in the evenings."
some degree of curiosity. “My wife, I have thought that I should like to "Ah! Stephen Halliday, I am glad to see you be buried in the old graveyard by my father, if too once more before I die. Look at me well. you will be buried there too. What do you think Look at this room—this bed—this floor without a of it?"
carpet-this thin covering for my cold old limbs. “ Let us not speak of it now, John." . You have done all this. But I forgive you. I
“ Yes, we must; for I am not long for this remember my old home, and I forgive you. I reworld. The end is coming. I have lived long member my wealth, and I forgive you. I rememenough, but not well enough; and I am going ber my children, and I forgive you." now."
“But I want more than forgiveness, Durand : “Oh no, my husband. You are but weary : I want liberty. Release me from this scoundrel's let us leave you now to sleep."
hands." “No, Mary: the next sleep will be forever. Il “I have a word to say about that, Mr. Halliam growing cold. I see the earth passing away. day. Mr. Durand's duty to his wife and child Human love seems to be failing me, and even utterly forbid his releasing you." your love, Mary, that has been so faithful for “But I must leave for Philadelphia in the nearly fourscore years, is not strong enough to morning. It is absolutely necessary that I be in hold me near you. God keep you, my wife, and Philadelphia by the next day." my darling little child !”
"I am perfectly aware of all that, sir; but I By this time all of us were convinced that a have taken the liberty to write to Philadelphia, change was coming over the old man; and stating why you are not there." though under ordinary circumstances we should "But the negotiations will fall through." have retired, yet a death-bed seems to be a place « Doubtless." which even strangers have a right to approach, “ And my character will be ruined, so that it and from which no man may be barred who will be utterly impossible to renew them." ehooses to stand and look on the parting of the “Just so." earthly and the immortal. Only Mr. Harrison, “You are an infernal wretch to place me in after waiting a few moments, excused himself, such a position as this, sir. By Heaven I will and left the house ; while Leggett remained, and make you suffer for it, if " with most assiduous care endeavored to recall the “Mr. Halliday," said I, taking him by the arm, wandering mind of the dying old man.
“ what sort of a wretch is he that has brought For nearly an hour we observed little change, that old man to such a position as he is in? Sir, and I began to think I might as well leave him, you are a child to threaten a lawyer who has when a sudden noise at the door announced a dealt with villains like yourself long enough to visitor. At this late hour of night it was cer- know how to manage them. Why, man, but for tainly surprising; and as the family were all oc- my suggestion the sheriff would not have had cupied around the old man's couch, I went to the weapon that so effectually silenced you out the door, which a servant had opened, and saw yonder an hour ago. Take him back to the with astonishment Stephen Halliday, in company prison, Mr. Sheriff, and see you take no bail till with the officer who had arrested him.
I know who they are. This is no place for such “Let me see John Durand," said Halliday, in as he." a quick, stern voice; but instantly changing his He looked at me with the malignity of a devil tone to one of abject entreaty, he begged me to at first, but his face suddenly fell, and he began permit him to see his old friend one moment to beg like a child. The old man was silent, and alone.
I cool and steady. The scene was evidently fast " It is impossible, Mr. Halliday. The effect of wearing out the remaining strength of Mr. Durand, and it became awfully painful to the wife, which follow the first one already quoted, are and granddaughter, who were anxiously watch dated within the two weeks next succeeding the ing the feeble spark of life kindling and fading in death of Mr. Durand. The suit was served in his old eyes. I motioned toward the door, and the name of his executrix, and a large amount of the sheriff again laid his hands on the prisoner. property was attached. The mention of the name Then he began to make offers, a thousand, ten of Halliday's clerk led me to examine the Registhousand dollars to be let off that night. I had ter's Office early on the morning after his arrest, learned before obtaining the warrant that he had and I ascertained that the pretended sales of the important reasons for being in Philadelphia; but Durand property had actually been made to this I had no idea they were so important as it was clerk, and by him re-sold to Halliday after a lapse now evident that they were. It appeared after- of some five years. Of course I commenced a ward that he was the secret agent of heavy oper- suit to recover the land itself, guessing at the ators in Europe, in closing certain large trans fraudulent nature of the clerk's title. Within a actions, which were of a confidential nature, and year I had the satisfaction of placing in the hands which would be utterly exploded if he were known of Miss Durand a large fortune, which Halliday to be under arrest for fraud. His importunity paid over as a compromise; and within a few increased, and my coolness in proportion. At months after that I attended her wedding. length he asked me abruptly what my demand would be to release him that night. My answer: THE CANKERED ROSE OF TIVOLI. 'n was unhesitating. .
. LA LLANDALE and other places are celebrated “Mr. Durand's claim is over two hundred and H for their roses. Who has not heard of a rose fifty thousand dollars, with interest. Give me with violet eyes, or a lily breast, or teeth of pearl, fifty thousand dollars in cash, and you are free or even taper fingers? In musical botany such to go where you please. I will look after the flowers are frequently described ; there is no balance as the suit progresses."
doubt about them. I speak here of a rose be“But you demand an impossibility. Where longing to a sister art, a rose belonging to the can I get the money you wish at this hour?” botany of painters. This flower has a sickly
“Your check was good at the close of banking odor, strongly impregnated with the fumes of hours to-day for something over fifty thousand in wine, is of a dark brown color, tall, and has a the New York bank, I will take your check.” coarse, bold handsomeness of feature. It is not a
" You seem well informed on the subject.” lovely woman, but an ugly man: at least a man
“ Thoroughly. I have no fear whatever of los- morally ugly-Philip Roos—who, being a Gering a farthing of the amount which Mr. Durand man or a Dutchman, settled at Tivoli, and, natclaims."
uralized among the people of the sunny south, He thought for a moment, looked furiously into had his name converted into soft Italian, and was my face, and then said fiercely: “Give me pen and is commonly known as the Rose of Tivoli. and ink !” I led him to the other room, and he A century or two ago he was a cheery fellow, drew a check for the amount I demanded; and at and he still lives in his pictures. a word from me the deputy-sheriff bowed to his The Dutchmen claim him, and may have him prisoner and walked out of the door. Halliday if they like; so at least I should say if I were a turned to me, and, with a look of intense anger, German; for it is so much a worse thing to be a opened his lips as if to speak, but before the first bad man than it is a good thing to be a good of the volley of curses which he was ready to dis- animal painter, that I should like better to recharge was uttered, a cry of distress from the pudiate than claim a share in the Roos blood. other room startled us, and we advanced to the If he were Dutch by race he was a German by door together.
birth, for he was born at Frankfort-on-Maine in The good old man was dead. He lay, in pre- the year fifteen hundred and sixty-five. Because cisely the same attitude in which we had left him. his life is a story I propose to tell it, and without His eyes had continued to wander about the room departure by a hair's breadth from the truth. for a few moments, and then he had closed them Should this meet the eye of any person who has a as if to sleep. They remained silent, but the humiliating consciousness that he could never granddaughter, who was intently watching his paint a cow fit for posterity to look at, let such a percountenance, observed a shadow pass over it, and son be at ease, and sit contented in his easy-chair, then a gleam of light, as if the radiance of the uncared-for by Europe. For his large contentment other world had for a moment flashed on it, and let him read this story of the Rose of Tivoli. then a calm and stedfast smile, which was sol The old Rose, Henry, Philip's father, was a heavenly and holy that she sprang toward him, painter who had lived at Frankfort, and been very and bent over him; but his breath had ceased, and careful of his gains. Miserly fathers commonly she knew that he was no longer one of the toil- make spendthrift sons. Old Roos one night ing people of a weary world.
being burnt out of his house, rushed back into the Stephen Halliday gazed at the face of the dead flames to save some of his treasures. He colold man with a long, anxious, painful gaze. For lected what he could, and took especial care to a while it seemed as if repentance had come at secure a costly gold-lipped vase of porcelain. On this late hour, but he turned abruptly away and his way out he stumbled. The vase dropped left the house.
from his hand. The porcelain was broken, but I find that the next few entries in my register the miser stooped to gather up the gold. Smoke