The Barnwell people. (Barnwell, S.C.) 1884-1925, July 30, 1891, Image 1
N a flood of yel
low r u n s h i n o
stood A 1) b o t ’ s
Grange early one
May afternoon,
looking the very
picture of Gmil-
ing case ami com-
fort; spring flow-
er;»- fcl«
aljout its sloping
lawnM, bud ding
woods thick with
briglrt blue hya-'
cintha sheltering
it carefully from
northeast winds,
ami a soft sweep
of "edm c*ropjK*d,
hawthorn* 1 hedg-
etl valley nest
ling. os it were,
imder ‘ tl»e pro-
t«*t i n g shadow
“of its gray gables
1 tylf T rOTlf',
TTTtT' T »» \\f T rxrrrxrt
Hut its s^'s'iiiiiig .jtr.ttude was c.Vtty
©ut it quite correctly—brick d^ep.
witliin the quaint old" room!j of the
dwelling a vt*i«y |peculiar turmoil was
going on; a terrible upsetting of things
M they had Itrsm: nma»*d subinissiou to
things ns they uow opj^ansl to l»e; din-
inay and Man!; drea*l of what might yet
be coming.*
Por In the last wt'ek <»f chill, tickle
April, M iss Pit i as*nice We»»tl*rook. iqHn-
•ter mistress of Abh«»t*s Oraigp, luul
su«liU!uU--j^iii|iK.l control f*f nil l»cr
wofldly posscssioiis. A nipping night
fiwisf, and a firm refusal to have u fire in
l»rr bedroom ixvause the right dato fi>r
inch luxuries was past Iry five days, bad
|m>red too much for the lady of f«nir
xcore. A swift nttaek «*f limnchHI*
nffordiHl Iut a rapid and nlnw*st painless
exit from mortal srem-.. but tho unex
pected sumnmns creousi stringc disturb
ance among sur^-tvor* that Isxrnn nlnmst
oa soon ms the la«t“Atncu" wua wndover
Iter grave. Tlion. n*«moof the carriages
lurncsl out of the churchyard gate, sahl
Mr. Wt-sthrook. of High Courts, Oloucrs-
Icnhirc. tho rich mercHtini ncplrcw of
the denartc<1 hdr. to Iwr aoliciior, John
Poster: *
*'I Btippaso thubj y *H»ng connl’ctious of
mine cotne in for.pretty near every thing
of tho old luly’s, don't tlicy? !>•* y ou
l»api icq to know if stferi* paid me ftie
compliment of a iVlamond ri ig «*r a ell-
srer ooup ladkf Of coiuto you're got her
willT
••Really.** was the answer, “1 can give
you no * information «t present. !Iy
father l»ad entire management of the
AMmU' s Orange im-'inc-A .and ho died
•oine rix month.i ago.”
“But you stopped into hisslioe*, didn’t
youc**
“Only partly. Mi-o Wcsthrool; t x>kol
on me aj comparatively juvenile, I
fancy, th-vigh 1 liavn Ihnci in the linn
the last five years. She never honored
me with an* confidential communica
tions, and enln took all private pai»ers
from our ofiice, the will ra >;-t likely
among them.**
“Ah, thejvthat elder girl yonder will
know its whereabouts. Site's rather a
good looking young party. Ou*;!it to
marry well if idie’s got a thir 1 of the old
^juajd's hoard. Got imy cajjagcuteut, do
you know?”
io, Mr, F«*ster-did not know. IVr-
sistev and young brother wej;o tryixig to
comfort her. “It seemed horrible to bo
troubling about money,so soon after**——
And then she broke off, her «;ul eyes
full of tears, and the young lawyer felt
bow vivid was the contrast between her
bearing and Mr. Westbrook’s, and how
l>cr present pathos .suited the girl oven
better than the bright manner which
had rather turned bis head when lately
ho had paid professional visits fo th6
Grange.
But though It went against the grain
with him to vex her, ho'explained clearly
and forcibly how needful it was to try
and- lind ibis will
“Had Miss Westbrook never tohl her
where she had put it? Never mentioned
its details to her? Naturally Mr. West
brook would like to know them before ho
Olivo colored, * Something hi the ear
nestness of lias last words modo her treiiir
ble. She vy;w afraid of relying on him
Uo much, and yet, in this trouble, por-
Impa sho might take hi^ help for a little
while.
Those smoky funnels at the Grange
were none of your screwed up,"beflued
modern contrivances, but ample, gener
ous n«~passagf s running boldly up from
IjO (ihoost rs. but I think,I would rather
die thurf touch a penny-ii'pm Mr. Wt*st-
brobk.” ' ' ' r ' m-
Buf, my dear—dear Mis* Fewem,
I thinWestbrook intends setilihg hirement to r-K>f. Gyril knew all about i what is to bo done? Whom
The only response to this was that Olivo
was certain Aunt. •Pleasaneo. bad never
mentioned the matter in any way. Some
things she never liked to sjicnk of. This
must liave been one. Perhaps she luul
not made a will at all.
“But. my dear young lady.” cried tho
rector, “that’s inqiossible! It would leave
you without avfaitlungl Mias West
brook would never have done it.” ■* 1
“1 know slie wouldii'tr^Tvut In Glivc’s
young sister Helen, a dciuvite girl of |
15. “if hbe could help it. But jiuntk*
was ill only suclt a little Hmc. Xhry 1
likely who may have forgotten it.”
“Forgotten It!” repeated tho clergy- ;
man In dismay. “Mv prir.dcar child. •
don’t suggest such a chance.*’
“Or. 1 tell you ivluffsaid the young
est of the adopted trio, n btlic. clever t
facisl l*oy of Id. emerging fnmi a win- j
dow curtain. wJicpj lie had lMH»n trying
to hide, a t nr Vtaimul or,iiiU:::;::i,« |
"poor old aitiitie jmt ft otT tOi*> long, jht-
h:q»#. Y'ni know 1 wns wnth her the— |
|Ir» last morning. ju*t when she turned t
wi»rse. and she whispered. ‘I want to j
tell Olive’— frv 1 fetched Olive, hut then ’
ountlo r-eoriMxl to have forgmt* , n every- j
thing. She could »*nly h>»k nt us 1
rlcil iiko, and—and never s]>oUc any '
m«m\'* m
Tlien the lad hurroWvd l»Q<*k nmon^the i
eurtnitm. IWng much asliarncil to be '
caught crying. And tho rector and law- |
yer left thu room la tho utmost |>er|>lcx- f
Ity.
Fv«-ry likely place was ransacked
within the next hour. Every servant j
qu« >ti<**M'd. The coachman remem- [
l*'rcil driving hi* mi arcus fr*n:i tho I
lato Mr poster’s ofllce. stune time laA |
01111101*1.10 Uarnhy’sbank, and tliey t*n>k
a tin box In tliu carriage with tkciu. OH
to Hamby’s Innk went tho coachman i
now again, returning with tlm raid de- :
positary, which the late Mr. F»wter’s soti I
searched through with the d.^jv.-Jt anx-
lety. Hoads were thereof railways, mid ;
canals, mul gas comiiaules. u in**rfgage, ]
stock of half a do:.'it kinds, hut nlusl no I
will., Mr. Westbrook telegraphed to Ids |
b»»mc that be >-b<mld nut lie kick until
further notice.
“It is desirable that 1 rciiciin to m o |
*.his through,” Iw said, and ordered the'
• Killer to have a room prepared for him
i'nt r.u indefinite it ay. Too butler oar- !
riixl the c'oinuiand to the housekeeper in {
high affront.
“11' sp >ak* t > me na if I was a bdy In
bpttuttf.” .said he. “You and roo ain't j
u a-d to such masterful wars, Mrs.
W-tcks.** 1
.Bat as or • dav after nnotbor. nn<l thru
a whole week, went by, and still no will
\va* forthcoming. Mr. Westbrook felt a
grown: right to indulgi'* .in as much
masterfulness as he pleamxl, which was
a tpxxl dval.
ftrbr to
what is to lie done this nftcvrnoon," site
said, nervously; “afterwards 1 may lx?—
glad to ask your advice. I am most
unxiorc abr/.o Cyril. I ani afraid Mr.
Wy^tbrook does not ifruoli like”
Olive's half uttered opinion war.
unexpectedly emphasized from without,
Through tho door, standing ajar, came
, ^^■'VVjiafiiroak.’g viuoa.—tiatfiag w-i th
anger: •
“Cyril! "What are you up to there?
Kick that beast down stiiira this moment.”
"Toots i,s<loing no harm, sir,” answered
tho boy’s cl<»ar* voice. “Aunt Pleasance high up aloft,
always let tu play hido ami seek on tbo
gallery. ”
“ Your A11 ntTleasanco. as you call her?
could do as she liked. Now I order what
l choose. That clumsy brute will smash
those eases of 'birds. Send him down
this moment; do you hear, you }oung
rascal?*’
Cyril’stci«ix*r. frank ami pliant enough
under ikxH-nt cdvility, b;ul l ten brusbeil
them. lie had personally fnspcctiHl tho
interior of one w hen worknu n had U cn
n>pairing the many cornered stacks
above, and bad safely worked bis w*oy
't'wvn to Olive's own bedroom. Now if
elai* have you tofurn to?"
“No one, nothing, or next to nothing.
But, Mr. Foster, Cyril has something;
nearly two hundred pounds, 1 think, a
godmother left him. Now surely 1
he could only voyage upward from thej can send him to soum-tciiooi with that,
library, cat like range the tiles, and de
scend again by tbo old route, what a
- capital juku .it would-.-U^-•—
thought Cyril 6tcp|X‘d on the stout bars
of the grate and cautiously inserted head
and shoulders . up the inky entrance.
Hurrah! lie could see a bit of blue sky
Ni i able as bis ituincsake
ho lx‘gan the ascent, A brick jutting
conveniently hero ami there lent friend
ly help. Ho had to grope along with
dosed eye's, for bits of mortar mul little
nests of disturbed s«>ot came ptqqx'ring
about him. Careful and crab like he
hauled himself safely up till nigh tho
level of the library ceiling. Tlien he
nearly came to grief.
He seemed to have got beautiful foot-
j in cut) |i»K>.ibl,> vimmj dmvfhm by Mr,—ludd <m a brick or fw**, when be sudden f wait a imum’Tjt
and I know when he’s 7 a little older he
wnl wo.!: 'ike a man to helpline and
8ix>ty one.) “As for me, I will find route
school where they will let me teach and
Helen can live there for my pay. It’n
only for her sake I—feel—It—•hard," '
Mr. Fostx'r seemed to walk up mid
down in agitation, then shut tho library
door and halted. ' ( ' ^ *,. ■
“Mis; IVriers, yqu^-fhtfT your deter
mination are wortlijrjof you. But -one
thing fails you. Your brother’s money
cannot. I know, be touched till he Is of
age.”
"Then—oli what shall we do?"
“This: let mo advance u couple of
hundred, lend it, give it to you. Oh
li‘t irie tell VoU wlfar
V, csibriM^k during ihcse i.ist few davs.'
Now- it suddt*n!y bristled up like a hedge
liog’s prickles.
“Fin no more a rascal than )*ou are,
sir! Olive said. Toots and 1 could w’ait
here till k*i**M done tlK>se obi |vij*.rs, so I
shall not come dow n ti’l sho calls me.”
Here OMvo turned Into the hall. Mr.
WestlwooL, purple )#i!l» rage, was storm
ing up ut Cyril, who, with flaming
cheeks and bright eye*. sUxhI defiantly
:U tbo top of the farotul <'M slairr.
Toots, a kauwledgeable Imio lax- V-t-^j -fitf-iu Um lud l?)qubdtivelv jinked 1
vief, si iff ling exHtcdly IsirwTvn the iolus- j
trades, us if «vily waiting the word of t
oonomand to make fee ihoir mutual en- 1
emy’s ealwes.
**l*n put a brkk round that eur’a neck ’
and have him dropped In tho nearest *
pond,” cried the irate gentleman; “while,
as for your sister, she’s p,Tfixilv &#are, •
or ougiit to Ik?, tlut nho'a no more rtglrt
to give onlersi in this h ki>o than the j
•rtillerv maid." (John Foster Ihto made
a •pdek Mep forward. Olive silenced
hij indigration with an cntroaflng i
•dance.) “1 nrn master here. Now come j
doavai, or 1 \ow FU borsk'wdiin vou.”
to catch me first, sir,*
•but I’ll do os Olivo *
taps iho qucstio.t struck bir;i i« un a-
ttOvrlde, •eotm<)g-Uu> ruuiutw a*'4<-r iln*’ •— “Tiul proliability is. he said 1
K'r\iw where half tho village h: d Ik cii
crying over the bus «>f their kind, Jf ec
centric, old friend, Anyhow, the yoimg
lawyer gazed studiously out of the ear- |
riagjb window ns they wound slow !y up |
tho hill, nnd turned conversatuvi to tho j
itcauty of ;;o:uo no!do oaks that skirted
tbo road right and left.
“Aid ha! good timber tint,” comment
ed Mr. Wesihr x>k critically. “1M have
it down if it was mine ;Vn 1 turn it into
capital that fetched 20 per cent. Can’t |
seo the good of trees standing sucking
up tho land any more then lazy horses
Kiting their heads o.‘f in the stable. My i
father, you knYw—brother of t lie old
lady yonder,” w’ith a m>l towards the
church, “only got ns much as his sister
when his fat h r dropped. But ho w as
wise. Married into trade. My mother’s
people were in'Eist India shipping. Jlo
made a mint of money, an l tornedlligh
Courts, that be bought cheap, »lnto a
regular show pkiee^ I’vo stuck to
tho same Hue, and,” with a knowing
expression, “haven’t lost money, you
bet. I got a little extra nous from my
mother.”
“And a little something else.” thought
John Foster, but aloud lie sai l:
“Miss Westbrook's cousin, the grand
mother of those young people die adopt
ed, married intd somo county family,
uid she not?”
Mr. Westbrook laughed. “Exactly so.
Country gentleman in Norfolk, of the
good old style. Lived up to tho knocker,
and left about half wdiat lx? began with.
Then his son must needs go bond for a
friend, and l«>Kt even that. ‘Whoso
hatoth suretyship,’ say I—that’s bow
these young Ferrer» cosno to be pau
pers.’*
“XIiss Westbrook was greatly attached
•to them, sir."
“Ah! 8o I suppose, jlbo was a senH-
cnental did conser?*ative. And thHr
grandmother had Ixsen brought up with
her like an own sister, I’ve hoard. S*> in
stead of letting them urog for them
selves, ns I recommended her to do ten
years ago, the Inst timo I saw her, she
took them ia and did for them. Oh, lx*re
“You'll li\\u
sai l Cyril cx.lly
tell* me. of course."
“Y'Ki shall l»c locked up till you
humble pie," cried Mr. Westbrook, ad-
ianciug furi**u.!* ooCyid, but rapidly
retreating as T(x>ti rushed to the fore
with .a vicious snaji. “Mi-vi FiTrers, 1 !
ptesums jo«i Invu some control over
your brotlwt I nxpdro him to stay j
alone In t!u> library jnu ler till he comra ,
to hi i senses nnd apologizes to me. Will
you dcrire him to go Into that n» »m, or
I mu;.t he bo taken t!i«'r>» by furoeF*
“My brother never di*|Kifi** a wish of
mine, Mr. Wcstbrnolb.” aaUl Olive, juin- |
| fully cxciieil, yit wonderfully sidf con- j
troll d. “Squirrel, dear, not bccausa I ^
ootudJer you reipiire jumLIting, but for 1
j jvaco sake, pkyso g» in tlie Ifiira^r. |
When I have rqxjkcn to Mr. iVestbruok
; i>rew*ntly 1 w ill come for you.”
She stooped r.nd l:;i J her clu'ck on the
j lad’s curly bead a moment. Then off be
1 ^talked with a lump ia bis thro.it to the
littb room at the i. ft of tho ha!L Mr. [
I Wt.dbnxik triumphantlr turned the key I
j upon him with, “Stop there, sir, till I let
you out.”
John Foster walked forth among tlieli-
: lacs and syringas to kc»*p bimsi'lf from i
• making tin professional remarks, and
j Olivo iled> njr^taim to frr,-tt ht-r-forced -
calm to a ginid cry lK-fore ix'eounting
thii fresh uiisadventiiru to l»cr young
( Ki:-t» r Helen.
Luncheo*i that day was an excessively ,
I gloomy ntfnfr; the InvyiT rucked his
. hniips for conversation, but for once
J could find none.
I * “411 trouble yon H tho drawing room, !
I Miss Ferrers, for a few minutes.” uiid Mr. j
Wotbioek. wi'. n, lwing tluislu'd, he
! got tip and pushed Ins 'dinir from him;
j and o • tho two went thither, IT. Icn fol-
w ing her sister wjrh anxious oyes, ;
)hn Foster longing to l>c by her. per
haps nil four felt little ensi'.'r than the
lonely young culprit locked up in the
librarv.
HiipTK*;L Down went one l«*g. tiiit not
down tlu> chlumey, down tho other Hide
somehow. Freserving hts Udnnco with
ditUculiy, Fvpiirnd rubU'd his dusty ryes
with his grimy hand and peered a lion t
him.
Only faint murky light struggled to
Id.* uid. but be could ^ast di:x*ern kojuc*- ,
thljig remarkably imI'J. An ojM>nliig [
there was on the left side of thecl»lm-|
ncy, not more tlran two fevt square, nnd j
the cavity lieyond must Is.* of m»*im* size. '■
i<*g«r
ttlssit. It came in contact with m* otfhT'!
wall. Whatever could this place' Ur? A '
Isieked up cuniMKird js rhaj».s, r* hiding
hole for cavaliers, priest*. JatobiU*. .
what not?
Oyril’s* fq*rrlt of adventure n*** witldn
hint. In for a penny. In for a |'•^nntl |
He'd through that liolo and |sosIWy |
ferret isst tho secret* of centurks !
ttinsig’i lie went. f*u| fori*- !
most thh time, and e.unfy cnongh, {
for whst felt like brirli steps sa
tiated hfs descent into a spare which,
by fain?*?*t light and much patting
around, he <Hsr«»ren«l to he a small
chamber matching it) sise Aunt Bk'iis-
e.u :e s tamctuui tlic otb* r side of tbo tiro
lacn ~rw as— -
uo ono on earth t.hotdd uu«i.
you’d Iss'ii rich and pri*s|s*rotH
Hevn vou no often, and so tuucl
n<» m«nv
.itown If
! hitra
, 1 could
I !*•!;>
loving y ou tbau I ctKild j
! help livtTfg! " I do'i’t know a!>out
t family, and anci-ston*, and so forth; 1
only know niy. father’* nunio has ls*en
; an hoJM»rc'l tjec for fifty years, and,
! pleoai* thsl. I’ll do nothing to sully it.
; nnd if you’ll share it with iuo, your
j br«alw r and your sGtcr hIiuII Ik* mine, j
; and you sliall never know a cure that 1 i
»-cnn rln ld you frum! NMtat. whnt will |
you Wyr
t^ril Cirild h*xir Olive sotddng. lie j
very nearly c<aiimltt4«l Itlmself by an
aiiuRJVfkiutri'iniumnL (“John Foster, j
yini’re a Trujon,** aali) lie softly. Vlf
Oilvc will have you. i’ll give y»m T*sits i
for a wctlding iweaciit; but, mm then,
harkf)
“I can’t. I can t say
tered; “it wcu’id bo wi
’Yea,* ” Olivt
:ked of mo."
tho .Gringo party and John Foster as
sembling fa tho appointed room, Mr.
.Westbrook swelling « ith arrogant im*
portance, which Olive might have found
bad tq boar, had ,not n glance between
her lawyer and herself given her n de
licious sense of happy strength. *
“Ah—h’in,” rsvqx'd out Mr. West-,
brook, seating bimself In tho heavy oak
chair that stood ut one end of t 1 c old,
turkey hearth rug. “Ah—h’m, I sec
that l)oy Is not here; but lie Is of no coin
sequence whatever, o wo need nut wait.
Ah it is very evident my late resperted
aunt” (his tone bn plied capital letters m.
4TrTti^libi‘ l , > now lie had conic into her
money; “has died intestate, I fwl lUr
time has eoirimvtmr, as ht^heir” (honor
requested for himself this time) “1 uiko
natural i>ossessiun of her entire property.
I feel it is my right, «<> I shall not make
any bones about doing it. As 1 intend
shutting tlm house up for the Rummer,
the first thing to dp is to get rid of the
servants. Miss Helen, ring ihcvhell."
Ikjnd. :ipp<*;iri;ig in answer, was de
sired to fetch up all l be domestics. Seven
filing in, headed by tbo gray'' Tutired
iMHifk'ki'i'js r. every oi»<*of them was sum
marily dismissed with tho noble douceur
of;; month's wane*. Botid hnd I*vn eerv-
11.1.- j r. .*i
• Fi ; t
WtJ-'
■‘Now tn |i>« • -»dd We..tbun»k.
•‘The tenants of^r.iy fitnus, Mr. Foster, |
miiKt have notnx> lo<|Uit nt Mlclimdiuaii
or renew their Waxia ut higtHT rent*."
“But, hlr. rents* arc failing uUmt hero.
three of your tJhruit* lukvo tA.i-!» «hi tlie J
land. fatJwr to k**u. ft*r general loim. I
Tliey are ^ood-fannera uial I am afraid
(hoy woe.Jd look on such notJci.**:iH ratiier
unfair."
“JVm, l< t 'ettvuml I© Ih*u;^4 toAui."
cried tl*e
and I hey find It idcoumt to Work tho
pr«»perty Ulwri':* yi*u. ’You fictile iuo,
T**by. lil tickle you.’ i4ylo nf tiling, oh?
IV.it I’m neitlwr a fno| nor a woman. I
shull put the H»*rew on wheru 1 cImnnio;
you can ho my luau if you like, Mr,
Footer; If ikiI then* are other lawyers In
unt to the W(Mtl>ro‘ >k* nigh f»»rly
•nt- hoti <i - k(X'|s‘r but little l< sa; t
no »;tranger.; in tho place.
r
i.least, i
* know it
d!
How
rn to
1 old aitntin#ronl>I havu I
I(ow Ollre W(»uld ha vo liked it j
if they had been Mopping at tlw Grange.
As for that surly Mr. We*tlHro»*k. tltongh.
heshonld nmor bear of tin* romantic!
den. Cyril qply winlied it might hu full j
of gho is that would como out and scare |
him if ever ho.lived at tlie place. Flnt j
gliootR iti It weru neither tangible nor.
risible now. After ever to long of |
Rtcutthy creeping and fci-ling tlir«Kighont I
iU length and Iweadth, Cyril could find
nothing but nneS *nt cJwrtds* and layer-
of dust nnd dehri*, i wvxshit is>m**thitq(.
narrow table or shelf. a lock of fastening, i
and—— *
At that point of investigatbm the Uit j
was startled by sounds that ap;**‘arc;| •
strangriy rUw**. b. ing. in f;»ct, as he noon
rmiicmlicrcd. in t!u» adjui'iit library.
Homo ono .*>p.)ko. It wa i that nice fellow
Foster, nnd h!* words were:
“Now, Cyril, my lad. if youTl ju.*t sav
to Mr. Westbrook—wlty, how'.* t!iie
1 can’t see him. C’vril! NVTiere’s ho van
ished to?”
“JumjH'tl out of tho window, I"! war 1
rant,” fo.tli auotlM-r it dec (the I
■* ‘kV- tad i «f i^» 1
did not (^it humble pi ', nnd, by G«'orge. j
lie* tdioulj have it, too, if Fd tny way." !
(Cyril, tiaglcil wit!* wrath to tho tipj of i
his loo:u ’ "
t
Jo!in Fo tor. who was tliero every day,
conducting a rigorous search tlirough
every room, “my de-v.-v^vi aunt came to
her ftcti*es ut I lie last. We had a few
word.; nltout these* young Ferrers last
ticac I saw her. I told her plump aud
plain they’d no rig!it torn penny from
her. She was n spirity old party, thougU,
and oald sh.' should do what she chose
with her own, for 1 and uly children
had plenty without I s ing her heirs.
After that there was a coolness lietween
us, but she’d plenty of sense, and no
doubt sho saw I was in 1 be right, nnd so
du'<T1ntestatt* |*urjH>sely that l should
stop in and take mv due. Till anything
els,* i; proved. Rlr. Foster, I shall act on i
that supposition.”
Morliiiwd iliat he could not gainsay !
tliis arrogant gentleman, yet deeply cx-
citod on purely personal ground*. John
Foster eould only acquiesce in this un- |
lucky inference. Miss Westbrook must i
have died without a will.
“I’m driven to that conclusion uniyill- i
iugly enougli,” ho said to juloOlivo Fer
rers ono morning, when, after hours of crow that went sorely against Squirrel’s
turning over half a century’s collection | grain.
. Tliodcorwr.s fast, no question about | decision iti’ Hio morning,
that, lie broke bi»-pon knife in a futile noon."
lie. to till the truth,*>vas not particn-
larly to be pitied. Having firm faith in
his sister, ho resigned all tljopght of the
future tohor. ami, with tho wisdom of
hia few years, was now exercising him
self on tho hunting topic of the moment,
i. c., how to give his jailer tho slip!
“There you Rtoptiil I lot you out,’* Mr.
Westbrook had saivl. A boastful cock-
| of old letters and worthless savings, they
Stood .together in the littered drawing
room, each feeling blankly that no more
! was to lx* done; “most grievously unjust
! as she has been to you"— But Olive stop
ped him. _
“You are not to say that even ttraue,
I please. Mr. Foster; wo owe too much to
1 Aunt Fleasance. Now, as we have no
, one else in tho world, tve must try nnd
j make our own way.”
; “But. good heavens! how?” exclaimed
; Jho young man almost impatiently.
j “My dear, Miss Ferrer*, you can’t cal-
{, culate the dffilculfieH that lie liefore you.
Surely Mr. Westbrook' - — But—(here
John Foster had to end abruptly. What
wonld be tho u.*o of his holding out
I hojx'R alxvut a division of property, of
any liU>rnlity whatever on Mr. West-,
brook’s part, when ho very well know ho
had not p?t a generous spark in him.
from tho crown of hb l»ead to tho solo of
bU footl
Truly, w!kii owncrahip had finit »p-
“I don’t see how ho could jump out
hen.' without hurting himself,” was ilic j
nii\Ions answer Kick from the w indow j
wav'. “I do li<q*e -tho*boy i-> safe. Ilii* !
8istt , l’ , -*“- 7 ;
“There, there,” snarled tho other grn- ;
tlcman. “Don't troublo yourself to!
make a fu-8 over tho young sneak’— I
(Cyril cbmehed his dirty liUb* fist nnd I
almost wished he had not startc*! on thi? [
ehimnoy expedition yr-“the men a'.xiut the
grounds must look out for him, and I'll
rate him soundly when we catch him.
Now I’m going to look over, h’m—h’m—
my farms. I wish you gtkxl day, Mr. Fos
ter. If you will make it convenient to
be hero by Iflb to-morrow we’ll meet in
tin* room and can begin to wi*id up mat
ters.”
“Then, MtRSjfFerrers"
Appears,” with a grunt, “to desire
perfect^ iudciHUulence, sir. Sho can
have it if she chooses. Bo much the Ik t-
trr for .my pocket. Sho gives her final
Good after-
-/can't, tea
“Ah, you don't c;
me pnv.u m | ituous.”
“1‘n'sumptu M»<»!
l*ienraiux* alway* k:
good Ur lie ju**t all
“And you. you ym»
- “1 silked y un alt.
(“TIi«Kight ns fnmTi
rcL “Ijbo alwayj col
you man came.”)
“But,” rapturously.
J up
;I.hT
wiic
,n vou c
.npur-
i that
r love
but be
i voi t* it • • v d it* issue
ek of Ut. Westbrook'• cliair.
• wit i* tbatr cried the
thn: m>. and T«
t*
ui)l!in
d wit)
tie h
ufiotit in nil
yelps of joy
d
r wTitcTi
•xtremo
0!i\u pri'sentlV, in
you uiuf never
us, out of pity.
•re arc at the house again. My train goc» ^P^ired possible, the gcntlcnian luid
from Crowcbceter at 4, iliarp. So now i vaguely droj*!**! hinta alwit allowing
for the wifi”
. |Ir. Wcatbrook uilgiit say, “Now for
eke willf To every one's profound as
tonish moot 00 will whatever was forth*
coming. Oli to Ferrers, a graceful, dark
eyed girt of ooe-and^wenty. row in oore
grief at InoKig ti** lo ring guardian of her
orphaned year*. Imew uothhqf of tha all
important d" iine&t.
“Did it matter murk." she wtU. wr*>
/fly, vketi the rrrter am) John Fewer
m the Ubrary, wbnra her
tho young people a few tltouflando, iart
an time went on ami uo will was un
cart lied anoUier o.vMiai meniiun of this
douceur had diiamb4»«J it to a few bun*
deeds. Vt'liat ulumote point of contrac-
uoa it might reach the young man fcgml
to think. Ru )m checked him*-If with
ambamranumt. and coukl only wind «p
with *ouv* ruher tnodwrent mu xk
about arranffraowui bring nsnde for Mira
Ferrara* vomimrx, and if them wx» any-
thing he conld do—a;
attempt to slip ihe lock, and then gave
it up. Naturally tho window suggested
Itself ns the next lust means of exit,
unfortunately that was full nine feet
from the ground, tho Grange front ’oeing
well raised over a lino of collars, and,
although the drop was nothing to a l*oy
of In’s weight, an anti-burglarious row
of posts with Yrtple well spiked chains
offered serious objections to this manner
of escape. What wa* to Ixv done?
Squirrel planted himself in the middle of
bis prison aud eyed bis surrounding.! in-
torrogativoly. In front was that Im
practicable window; lx*hind him every
inch of wall except tho door space was
lined "4th close packed shelves of Ixxiks
—the same with the whole wall on
his right hand. Opposite this was tl>e
wide, quaint tilcaheurth under tho shal
low, high shouldered chimney piece; one
side of the tironlaoe a small door opened
into a tiny book room, which Aunt
Pleasaiitx* tt«cd to call her candutxY; on
' dm other aide stool a Itookcaoe of four
fact high, above wldch I mug a pkturvof
U»« i.wt Hffuirt* Wmhrook in a ptgtail
and bright Uuc coat.
As Iim quirk glance took all in, hia ,
aatt looked perfectly troobound, and J
^qairraTa heartasx.fc wkhm him. Mart •!
he after all raqi tliero I duo a rat in a trap,
but fee he 1-4 out Itf that oiLhom. orao* «
ianrieg romurfer. Mr. Wrothmok? \Va»
thiTj *ta rkiak !w* c %11 edge Himwlf «Alt
hr. in- i.aup!«JlA hr««iU wpj^lr thrwujl
t«s! pj' rttrra we-! Uh, hqpy*.At td
A heavy step left tho librarv, crossed
tho- hall and skimmed tbo front (hx?r.
Every sound echoed in Cyril’s drum like
ivlit-ut. . ,
Jo'.ui Foster Rcemed to lx> staying l>e-
liind. Cyril heard liiqi give a sigh that
was half a groan, llo was a regular
good chap. Tho U?y had half a mind to
tap on tho thin panel which divided
them, and tell him so, but another en
trance clicckcd him. ft was Olivo this
time.
“Oh, Mr. Foster,” slio began, “did
Cyril—where is he. please? lias Mr.
Westlirook lot bint out?”
“No, Uo let himself out, I fancy, by the
window,” was tho response. “I’ll hunt
him u:> befiiro I leave. We slut It find
him nil right. But, Miss Ferrers—can
you? Will you'look on me *jiist as yojjr
m:»’t of Iwrincss, cs if I \vero my father,
in fact? Will you tell mo what Sir. West
brook has offered In lieu Of what every
ono expected you and your brother and
sister would havof’
Cyril strained hto cars. 0!lve npj»cared
to liesitato, tlicu broke out (lassionatoljr;
. ‘ # A71 tat ho Ivw offiivd! A j»H4ance,
Mr. F*wtcr, tiiat uiiglit. I auppone, just
k»*p in from atarring. but whtclt I must
verily begin to rtarvo before I would ac-
a*pi on hia terms!
beg L* 4*audv.;. anJ
’ “I- think I—c;i
“Olive, try (U'firl
(Then i.nsued ' on
Cyril jv'chjvety bti
are utterly prep sh rous
youth )
4 ‘lhrt now,” sahl
‘•nclt a Hianged voice,
fed yon me, 1 ».!
You must l»e very certain of your own
mind l*efore you tie yourself tons penni
less j ice pie.”
“1 can never be more certain than
now, mv Olive.” ,
“A!)! but you shall have time to think
about it. If only you will send Cyril
somewhere, that much I will freely
take of you. You shall pay your
self by and by. But for one yea’r
I mean, to work for Helen as 1
said. Then if you still want me”—
From that jiart of her project she wa<
immovable. So, whli satisfaction enough
in Ilia, heart to tide him over even a
puried from his new gained love.
Cyril had to blush again in the dark
over the lovers’farewells, and then when
hiu solitude vfcts silent once more, he ret
alxrut thinking how to get out of cen
linemCnt.
For‘reasons of his own a twenty-foot
higher climb was not dcallable. There-
foro with extreme care he regained the
aperture by which he had entered,
slowly lowered himself to the bars of
the grate, squatted there like an
imp, taking off hU tell tale slices,
listened to find tho coast clear,
tlien warily slipped off to his own
room, bolted himself in nnd Bi>cnt an
hour to such purpose that when at last
ho made his way down stairs no tracoof
his sweep's exploit was left upon him.
Tho two girls’ anxious questions as to
his inode of exit from Ids prison Cyril
contrived to parry. 51 r, Westbrook’s
high and mighty scowls at tho dinner
table hi boro wtth exemplary meekness.
When hU sinters Loth implored lum to
behave discreetly at tha next moniing’s
eouclavo in- tho library, to which Mr.
Wenbrcok all but ordered the trio, he
promised faithfuHy to kei'p hia temper,
come what miglit, and ^•dulou..1y |nttcd
TooU' deck head to conceal the in in Lie
otto,” oai.l
from I lie I
“What
goutu uac
i,.id',7*nn
had Uvn
direct low
timuids t!
• It wa fi
“But In
“Ym. h
fon<*, qrit
• >f oak {jaueliug on which hiinu old
itTrey 5Vi*f4br60k*s |>ortrait swunf'
forward, disclosing tin* 8.^*1
d countenance of Master Cyril,
in his arms a black tin case.
Ullt
, no
In* fi
fqutmi RpraUug,** cried Helen
*’h not In-re,” exhilnivd Olive,
e (•."returned tho rcntl-gbostlj
•e.li'x ifidly,and the long pl* ie
I
slowly
smirch
Inddin
marked with Miss Blcasanco Westbrook’s
name in white letters.
•It’s her will,” he cried exultingly. “1
The Way It fMatr on th« Lnk«.'
A party of yachtsmen were becalmed
out on Lake Ontario Sunday afterhe
and whilo waiting for a breeze the
wan occupied in spinning yarns,
were two or three old salts on
add they (ftl all the spinning, while
younger and l^ss exjierienced taw
and. smoked and listened. Finally
of the old salts took his pipe from
tw-'cn his teeth long enough to
breath, aud said: •
^ “Yon fellow* give me a pa!n talking
about big storms. Why, 1 was out in *
jBtoPttia lha. gunmet, that was no_
much bigger than any that yoo have
ever seen -that they are like cat’s paws
compared to it.” —
Then he st<#pped and began
oualy to draw upon hia pii»o again. . *
“Tell U* alxjut it.” sqid the young fel
lows in chords. v
“It was Im tho month of July In tha
year IbOD, nud 1 was out on tho lake in it
yacht of uuuo,” ho said, aft* r pausing
long enpugh to fill his pljio afresh and
light it, “mid the wiud began to get
pretty fresh. I i»uid but little attention
to it. but it kept blowing fresher and
fresher, and ono of my crew asked ft wo
had not bettor shorten sail. 1 thought
that there was uo d/tuger and said that
there wjui time enough. All of a .»«idden
the wind U gun to blow harder than 1
ever it in this latitude, aud wo oil
begun to get l>udly itcurud.
“1 gave orders to take hi sail, but be*
fore the men could lay hands-on a rope
a big pulf came and away went the sails
Into ribbons. There wo were out 1u the
middle of the lake with uo sails, aud the
situation began to look desperate. How
we wert> golug to get iu 1 did not know,
but the very *torm itself furiilshed us a
ra^^md^wu^Ju^ofeLrtcusla^^^^
“ilow did you get luT asked th* ^
youngest sailor of tho lot.
“Why," said tho old salt, “tho wind
blow so hard that It blow the ropes out*
flat and they served for soils. "—Rochester
Democrat
i •
A Wrm/imbls Ckrlstmss T»lnt*«r.
Ihe minery eudurod during tbqao four
months of Ikwuer lake iu oar little d^rk
cabins under tho snow would fUi jsigeo
and make tho coldest heart ache. Christ-
ium was near, but to tbo starring its
memory guvo no comfort. It cams and
pasaod without. oUarvoncs, but my
nmthcr bail ftetonninod weeks before
that iter cinl Iran should have a treat on
this one day rtho bad laid away a few
dried apphs. antue bmm, a bit of tripe,
and a small piece of bacon.
When mis hoarded store was brought
out the dnligtit of tbo little once knew
no b’tindo. Tbo c«ioking waa watched
rarv/ully. and when we sat down to our
(Jbitstwao dinner mother laid, "Chil
dren. rat dowly, for this one day you
con have all you wish.” So bitter was «*
the uiixerv rel.ovod by that one bright
day, tliat 1 have never since Ml down to
a Christinas dinner without tny thoughts
going buck l*> U’uuer lake.
Tbo Htonits often wonld lost ten day*
at a thne. »nd wo wouhl have to cut
chips from the lup» inaido which formed
our cabin in order to start a Are. Wo
could sean-ely walk, nnd tlie me a had
hardly strengtli to prumru wood. Wo
would drag ourselves through tho mow
frofn ono caliin to *another, and some
mornings snow wonld have to be shov
eled out of the fireplace before a fire
j could Im made. Poor little children were
crying with hunger, and mothers were
j cry ing l<ccau*e they bail so little to give
tiidr children. We seldom thought of
bread. w»* hnJ liecn without it ao long.
Four motrfliR of such suffering would fill
s k MW'wcF 11 • * i r t 4 Willi > i» f f* —^ — J _
rflfW' ‘WNMPHi 9*W*mWmr . ?r . •
Century. •* -
11
A Victim »f ilclcncs.
The frog bos lx*t'ii called “tlw victim
of ftdeuco” bucattto ho l« always being
diverted for the porpooe of toeing how ,
he «<ia get ulong without his most essen
tial organs, how his blood circulates and
bow hi* noivous system acta. He is so-
l. ctod for such imdsnot, ns is commonly
im.igined. becaiwo his structure is at all
humanlike, bnt for the reason that he
will endnro being chopped up to such a
remarkable extent and still retain Ufa
Yon can remove his brain and he will
get along fairly weU without it, swaUow-
ing whatever is put info UU mouth, and
otherwise behaving os usual, though in
an automatic fashion. In fact the ani
mal will live indefinitely under such
conditions, as experiment has shown.
If you cut out his lungs ho will not dio „
for a long time, because he can breathe
very Well through his skin. Human
beings breathe through the skin all over
the body in a small degree, tho blood in
the superficial vessel taking up a certain
amount of oxygen, but the function is
exercised more satisfactorily by tho frog.
Besides, his nervous system affords an
interesting study under ingenious torture
by the anatomist, aud the corpuscles in
bit blood .being remarkably largo, that
fluid serves admirably for tho instruction
of the seeker after medical knowlodge.—
Interview in Washington Star.
■
rmsf i rm to make Cyril in Ith ry* wW u Olivo added, as herald wy’ye gotnll the feib Tlianl
a«*ni Ihctwperhaps, only ' of great glad uJu.jr: j . U f " yr *’ K jr rn . lc J'l
iU Brt Mo. «o«alBT;. : •Tar ffihenarWN™V«M "0» iLaSrd /
prrosp#. he will
plara with oas of lus paruacra at I .rutcl
And to Il«4m and me he offers fifty
puoods a year, enough, he says, for us
letter tbo^ they will sound, dear Squir
rel"
Tenoiiutk tho next motaing found
“If* her will."
wont up tho chimney yesterday, to get
out of Mr. Westbrook’s dutches, and
slipped iu hero and found it all Jby
cliancc. And i knew Aunt PleasaT'ct'
could not have got up tho chimney, so 1
enmo up aguiti today nnd brought some
matches with me, nnd found this little
door out Auntie knew about it, of
courso, and hid the old parchment up
here I suppose. Take it, please, Mr
Foster. I've rend ft all tbnmgh Mr.
WeKlUook’s gotthefamily plate. K'Crjuic
►liO wuJied it tp go >ut!i tlie name, and
Thank you, Mr.
p-yrttordar.
j you. Vfo
will if you liadr.H Uvn so salads aith-
me fur uuthm^T
The TVheci It Thousands of Team Old.
The earliest mention of wheels in the
Bible is in Exodus xiv, 15, when the
chariot wheels (>f the Egyptians were
taken off by the Lord; but chariots are
mentioned iu Genesis sii, 43. But there
were* older nations than the Egyptiaaa.
The Chaldeans used chariots*; the Greeks
—Homer’s )>oems date from about 000
B C.—had chariots -at tlie siege of
Troy, 1,500 B CX Probably In reality
tlie wlosel is about aa early a piece of
machinery aa any now exiatfngc Of
course it has boon developed, bat the
bicycle wheel of today Is a lineal de
scendant of tho section of a fog of wood
used by the agricultural people* thoQ*
sands of years aga—New York Son.
w
Mr. Clews* Caetlj UatlirwM
Henry Clfors, of New York,
a great deal of time and
tifying UL houec. He
well pleased with any
a ivsiru to go'
first rooms he
ia Up
i ^