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the judge one day to a friend. "I fancy
.he is going to be the coming man of
"Why, what do you mean?" was
"Haven't you heard that the plant
is to start up again?"
"Why, no. That will be good news
for the town, indeed!"
$9 "Yes, Moore has made all the ar
rangements. It appears he has no
money, but a marvelous business
adaptability. He has got some capi
talists to furnish a large amount of
capital, bond the business andput
him in charge as manager. We have
co-operated with him for enough to
give him a very advantageous lease."
Then began big events for Sunday
town. The qniet, humdrmn routine
of the place was invaded. Bustle,
activity, progress became the order
of the day. The plant was recon
structed, new machinery installed.
Old workmen who had moved from
the town were recalled. The cottages
were put in shape for these new ten
ants. Storekeepers and hotel men
were attracted to the place.
Through it all, consistently quiet,
yet forceful, the strangely silent
Moore day by day built up the revived
business. His eye and thoughts were
everywhere. The number of em
ployes doubled in a year. The big
factory turned out its product daily
In carload lots. A happy, contented
working community grew up around
the great plant.
One year, two years, -three years,
and then a great event was chron
icled in the little weekly news jour
nal published at Sunday town. Paul
a Moore had piled up such great profits
that he had paid off the bond issue,
bought out all the other interests and
had become the sole owner of the
Honors piled up for him on every
side, but he remained the same silent
but substantial citizen. He was. of-
it, other and higher district political
preferment was tendered, but he
seemed to shrink from publicity and
from being conspicuous.
"I wish to ask you something
about the family of Mr. North," he
said to Judge Martin one day.
The lawyer told him that Miss Eu
nice North was teaching school. The
rent income from the plant had en
abled her to place her two younger
brothers at college.
"I wish her to return here to take
up her rightful position in the world,"
"What do you mean?" inquired the
"Just this: through the easy lease
given us at the start by the North
estate, from the nucleus of the old
business here success and a fortune
have come. I am a grateful man. I
propose making over to Miss North
a half interest in the business I now
own. At my own expense I wish the
old North Mansion restored."
"Strange man!" murmured the
lawyer in almost awed tone.
"Further, I wish the name of John
orth restored upon the front of all
the buildings. He built this business
originally. He shall have all the
So it was done, and so from ob
scurity Eunice North and her broth
ers came back to the old-time affu
ence and comfort.
Paul Moore evaded seeing the
young girl whom he had so benefited.
One evening, however, she sent for
him. A beautiful face confronted
him, but pale and troubled.
"Mr. Moore," she said, "I have
sought to meet you to thank you.
And now in the light of a new discov
ery I must have your confidence I
fear, more, your forgiveness."
"What do you mean?" inquired
Moore in a low tone.
"I do not believe you are Paul
Moore I believe you are Walter
Drury, the faithful manager of my
dead father, who suffered ten years
of imprisonment unjustly."
He was silent, his face grew a trifle