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Lindsay Weekly Post (1898), 4 Oct 1901, p. 2

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"Din?” 35:61. 3 ‘ ~ g The lid. of his eyes mfledi wen-1L7 “Ia there anything I“ can do for you!" “Bury me.” ‘ It Was very sad. “Where?” I asked. ‘ “Did you see the little cemetery on l mom, across the valley? gnome there. It is a wild. forgotten‘ place. ‘ '11: only my body. Who cares what I becomesotthat? Astorfieothefitho 1 mulwhocnnm? VI havenever-hem ? ngoodmn. sulllbdimlnM' 1 an tired-tired and cold. What (an- den 3 man has In death! A moment back I saw my tather._'1‘here wns‘a -~2 wan. sweet raced woman standing I :- date" beside himyperhapo my mother. I. \ die; I have‘wronged no man or won» ' an. Ihmbeenmyo’wnen’emy. What] “lamina? Anya! Godhané Wonmysonl! Andthhsnddén .~ coldness. this sudden use from pain, I Ian. mmrm‘nmmm- er, nhno't-bhck‘nt tit-waters edges tunednumternndmndeuatehne utbeyrecededtmmnmtheylook- eiflkomotfleddul. Onlyyenetdu hehndhnghedwflhme, talkednnd motedmdthmnndnowhewudafl. A rate pervaded-me. We are puny things, we who strut the highway: at thoworld. pnradlnxnoo called“:- gon There :1 only one philosophy; 1: istolenrntodie. ' “Come,”nidltothelnnkeeper.nnd mwentdownthqhm. .‘fWhéndoesthoherrlgye?’ .5qu nâ€" ‘â€" â€"7 Mandthllpoor «mundan- wood which had never knownl W in m it! years. thil Mend of mint. gamble comrade. PM 0“ ,7 ;_.-.. -- ' h death!" There was ( nutter of the eyelids. n motedwflhmmm'h‘mm' “A gngppervaded'me. Wemm up things, we who strut the highway! of | a,“ mwmmm‘wunedmu 1: 50m. There 19 only one phnooonhn u i veya istolenrntodle. Iookt “Cane."In!!!It"“mflnnkeemrdml seen mwentdownthqhm- lto'vi ,wmmmmunr hay “Atonce. Therawmbenoqfie’,tery flout?” lashed. pointing to them ' “a“ IBIVEMspeaktohlmagnimandha strode along at my beets with an air of preoccupation. We reached the inn sigma}; the Princess andegurder'l asked abruptly. l I caughtmyselt listening for Hillars. a tootstep in the corridor, and I would shitting his eyes from my gaze. “All you can tell me.” “I was formerly in her father's serv- ice. My wite”-â€" He hesitated. and the expression on his face was a sour one. I “Go on.” . “Ah, but it is unpleasant. herr. You see. my wife and l were not on the best of terms. She was handsomeâ€"4 ‘ cousin of the late prince. She left me' more than 20 years ago. I have never ' seen her since. and I trust that she is dead. She was her late highness' hair- dresser. ' “ the Princess Hildegardel.” fSheisawoman forwhomlwould gladly lay down my life." “Yes. yes!” I said impatiently. “Who made her the woman she is? ,Who taught her to shoot and fence?” “It was I." “You?" “Yes. From childhood she has been under my care. Her mother did so de- sire. She is all I have in the world to on - « -.â€"â€"» i love. And sheiovesme.herr,torin alli expectantly. But the door never open- ed,‘ and the footsteps always passed on. Often in my dreams I stood by the ero er again. There is solace in these deep. wide streams. We come and goâ€"our I hopes. our loves, our ambitions. Na. ture alone remains. Should I ever he- hoid Gretchen again? Perhaps. Yet there was no thrill at the thought. It ever I beheld her again. it would be when she was placed beyond the glance otmyeye,thetouchotmyhand. She wumine-ayaasadreaiumlghtbe: something I posse-ed. but. could not hold. Beighoi The faces thst~peer at us from the ilrellght shadows! they I troop along in a ghostly cavalcadc. and the winds that ereep‘ over tile window sill and under the doorâ€"who can say that they are not the echoes of voices we once heard in the put! I was often on the verge of sending in my resignation. but I would remem- ber in time that work meant bread and Wdforgeflflnas Whenlre- Jinnah. won know about 1m- seven. [ugliness the Princess andezarder'l uked abruptly. His hands trailed down my sleeve- tlll they metandjolned mlne,‘ “lelltellyouallthémlstobetold. Herr, there was once a happy family in the palace of the Hohenphallm The prince was rather wild, but he lov- ed his wife. One day his consln came to visit him. He was a tasclnatlng man in those days, snd few women were there who would not give nn ear to his flatteries. He was often with the princess. but she hated him. One day In abominable thing happened. m cousin loved the princess. She scorned him. As the pninee' was en- teflnx the boudoirthis cousin, making out that he was unconscious of the husband’s approach, took the princess in his arms and kissed her. The prince nwmamLtoseethehomrh n sudden suspicion lighting his eyes. “I love her.” He took me by the shoulders and equated me in front or him. “How do you love her?” a glint of anger min- dingâ€"with the suspicion. “I love her as a man who wisheq to make her his wife.” Mandum’hltwuk.) bhh‘l'flit BY HEROES" UAEGBXI'H“ all! and under the doorâ€"who can say that they are not the echoes ot' voice. we once heard in the past? I was often on the verge of Iendlng in my resignation, but I would remem- ber in time that work meant bread and , butterâ€"and forgettnlneu. When I re- ‘ turnedtotheofllce.1equeationaweu asked. though .my assistant looked many of them reproachtully. I told ! him that Hillars had died abroad and I that he had been buried on the conti- 5 nent at his request. all of which was ' true, butonly haltotit. I did my belt to keep the duel a secret. but it finally came out. It was the toplc in the clubs, for Hillara had been wen known in political and literary circlel. But In . a month or so the mu- anbaided. The world never stops very long. even when ltloeeloneotitlbesttrienda. n y“- v ._.v inn. where the Princess Hildegude whom. Theprinceretnsedtobeâ€" Item that the child was hit. in, min- ‘treu nanny sickened end died broken heated. The prince died in n gun- 'bungden." mun; becamethezunrd- knot the lonely‘chifd. He known but attic or heron!!! not at her high- neu"- Removed. . . “He would not' at herwhat?‘ lTower!flannel: who «madman unable." “What! PrinceErnst? “Yes; I prayed to God. belt. that your mew- bnllet would carry deem hut it 1n! not to be.” “ImgolngbncktoLondon.”uldL “When I have settled-n9 my chin mm the princess.“ mam-u ktsscdhcr. . ._ . prince 'cha'éged.’ He becnme reckleh's: hotel] In with evil compahy; he grew to he s shameless radian. a man who brought his women Into his wife's presence and struck her while they | were. there. And In his ptlflolu he j called her ten-mic names. He nude a vow that when children came he would make them things :0! Icon. In her great trouble thepflncen csme to my 3 CHAPTER XVI. when were Intervals during the three months which followed when I believ- ed that l was walking ln a dream and waking would find me grabbing, at my desk in New York. It was so unreal for these daysâ€"mosaic romance in the heart or prosaic tact! Was there ever the like? It was real enough, however. In thedaytlme. whentheroarotnon- don hammered nt,,my tears. but when Isatalonelnmyroom ltassnmedthe hazy'garments of _a_ dream. Sometimes "if!!!“ and '2 drgven am I: 1". an.“ â€"_ bolted back. ‘The Innkeeper could be neenontheporchnhen hebecamelost no view behind the treel. Far away to my left the stones in the little cano- 7,9AL L-ll , tery'on the hillside shone with hm- pantwhlteneu. 7. 3.9,; A! "‘ "(3517: into Octobermornlnz I received nnotewhichread: museum: ' ”Mnhmwommm “WM-m‘uwnfl-wfl mnd“orphmtoo."lulnuldnpm Motmmw Mn. the year out,” recalling the 08d lur- yer's words. “He looms to hang on prettywen. lhopehe'nbeinmflnc. Few rich men are. Hewflta like a polite creditor. What did the. old tel- low say in: the mm: with him! Heart trouble or consumption). ,1 can‘t when” I threw the you Ida. and touched up some of my W Precisely at 10 o’clockfliegdpt up» [Jacinta-(1min “Ab," and 1. mm Imus-nun coul- mamwhomyormmt‘fl" in hum-m and '. Once! received ! “And then salt: It multipllel no 'Qulckly that you have move than you how‘v'rhat to do wlth, eh?‘ ’ “A: to that I cannot say. It ls heu- say. rumor. So far u I know It may t be so. Experience has any number of ' tenchers. The trouble ls we cannot study under them all. Necessity has though I was a model scholar. You will goto luncheon with me?” “That was {hobblof the old {ej- Iow.‘ in x’wlbll .“Wlen I was: to]. I mmmamem‘w-ma never got rid of the idea that I might- die It any moment. He was alway- waning 50:31:“: violent cum. 'thé goofipld p091; :Pm to his aha!” "He 1: mar: . all'bdt'had‘hiétvoua pmtratlon. 1 atm- poaehetoldyouabootthatwllll made ln your favor. It was done to please, him. Stlll." he added aoberly. “Rounds. ltraveladeal.and noone knows what may happen. And '0 you are the John Winthrop my dad treated 30 ehabblly? Oh. don't protect; he dld. I should have hunted you up long ago and given you a solid bank account. only I knew that the eon of my aunt must neeeaaarlly be a gentleman and therefore would not look favorably un- on such a proceedlnpf _ __ â€"-__ n ,V women. .Ienn'tuelntherlchtplnce. and when I do It lumen“: ten tune. worse than the plain truth." “You’re a nun of the w I nee.’ “No: merely a specte “Well. you have the we of namin- nlon. With me It's 1 fine pun Some day We will compare notes.” “Who is your bunker?" “Banker? I have none. ! distrust banks. The! take your mite and invest It In what nets. and sometimes when you so for It It Is not there.” â€"“Ah,;oun!dtoomnchnotbh trunk. W a on. of the ra- mmxummwwélfl‘!“ youcnred myth!“ “(20091." L____.IL “True. A Journal-t doesn't can mythlng about money. The III. In to. mymdplenunt. andmatottho thing: he needs are thrown In, 3: they fix" Thubltotumsmdld not” I, cousin hushed unit: an merry huh 318111;” Koala. “I like frankness.” “My ream-k In It: men! neon '- tho antithesis of frankness?" Of Us. .7 Jig,” will promise to dine with m! m- evenlna." .And I wombat“ For an hour or more We chatted up- on congenlsl topics. He was surprise lngly well Informed. He had seen more of the world than 1. though he had not observed It so closely. As.we were about to leave the door opened. snd Phylllh. Ethel and her husband. Mr. Holland. entered. For a moment the room was filled with the fragrance of October air and the essence of violets. They had been in town n week. They had been “doing" the Strand. no Ethel said. and thought they would make me n brief visit to see how “it was done." the foreign corresponding. Mr. Went- worth and his wife were nlmdy domi- ciled at 3â€". and the young people were going over to enjoy the winter tectivitieu. Phyllis wu unchanged. now like Gretchen. I thought. While Ethel was engaging my eons- in’s nttenuon I conducted Plums through the can. “What a place to work In!" sald Phyllis. laughing. The laugh awaken- ed a vague thrill. “Dust. dustâ€"every- where dust. You need a woman to look after you. Jack." A: l dld not reply. she looked qnlck- ly at me. and. seelng that my face was grave, she flushed. “Forgive the. Jack.” lmpnlalvely. “I did not think." smile. "How long are you to remain h town?" I asked to dhembamu hey. “We leave day after tomorrow. Bab nrday-e day or two In Paris. and then we go on. Every one In New York is talking nbont your book. I knew that you were capable.” “I have every one In buying It.” said I. passing over her last observation. “Wu It here that you wrote It?” "01:. no. It was written in my room under the most ("cable c1» cranium” “I thought”. I‘m-unverydmr! T‘mmlflhnformtm’ Her eyes wero two interrogatio- polntn. bu)?! mtended not to ICC.‘ 74â€" I.--" whitâ€"y vâ€"â€" â€" '_-V-,, “What nice eye- your cousin has." she said. side glancing. With I. wo- man it in aiwnyn I mn's eyes. ’ f‘Anl his father m the out who amend her with a reassuring you.” max. I took to travellnz. ed. You have 'grown cynic-u. your question wu lmperunent. Ban . :90 (and 10m?” ‘ 'l was expecting this. “Yea.“ I «I. rm I thought I had: now I on our. ,6 it. Some m I null tell you n In- A ' n “We game up at you to dun with Ill this evening." the sold. trailing be: hon cloud anger over the dam desk. “Are you at liberty? “Wluhm.” “ Interrupted Ethel. ed- drenluc the groom. “drive on.” And no they left us. “Shanngotolonelno'f'luhd e! Pembroke. | “In.” tether dreamt). l W “Do you how." with sudden nah-o don. “8M .1. e marina: beautiful woman?" «1 do not WWW *0 ”WM" .3. um. um men-W '. .“0h.1 new: Eden '5‘“ “mp” Mine!” I hastened 0!! '3!- ”w. I -"wâ€"vâ€" - has..." put In minke. "Pie-0 p buck. Mm Landon. Ind begin tho 16:16 at! out “also” “Phyllis." said i In a whisper. 7h". “No; l have only just met my conu- ind 63% $35de to dine with him." “If that In all. bring hlxn along. I like hia face.” . We [ya-ed out of the Iileroow. “Phyllla. we must he pint. dear." aid Ethel. , I led Phyllis down the narrow min. A we Victoria stood at the curb. “lahaiihepleaaedtohearyonrano- itmfledtomethatthetale In“ not be to her liking. no i said. “But It la one 0! thnae disagreeable storinâ€" one wherenll should end nlcely. but doeen't: one whlch ends leaving the here. the heroine and the RI“ dil- aatiafle’d with the world In general and the “that; m In fate. tn W" 5" v‘ ........ ' I be candid with you?” with the hint- eIt- flicker of coquetry in hex: smile". “h In the old 'days." laid I. glancing over my shoulder to see how near tho othgn'ere. Agroomlsnevertobo mug-vet, “Yen. no In the old don." “Well, I have often reached tint: on not mp: you a an export” _ ‘ Then l'knew tun: one om not unacc- stand. "xi; must not think I an hating." aid! neriouniy. “I'hentoryisottho bittersweet kind. The heroin. love me, cannot be mine." “Love: you?” with n slight sax-t. “How do you know?" Frenkness of this sort to s women who has rejected you hes s pecniisr eflect. The coquetry 1de from her smile, and there was s perceptible con- traction of the brows. Her eyes. which were looking into nine. shifted to the back of the groom. No. i shall never understand 3 women. She should have been the most sympathetic wom- 755975;: told me to." lowering my voice. Bin the yorld. yet 850 nppenred to bennnoyed. “What'- :11 this between you and rhyme?" asked Ethel. coming up. _ “them In nothing between her, 593 me." said I. - . “Well. then should be.” It. Monet “that In the trouble." is observation was: “I have always held that Immediately a. woman gets married the make: it her business :9 no that all old bachela'l m logged outand dupe-ed of to old mull.“ “I that never forgive that." Plum. declared: “new." “rhea I shall always luvs the quolâ€" slte pleasure of hell: s soppllesnt for your union. It Is (1211th to sun pardon of s besutlful woman.” Phyllls snln'ed. “Forth-s hlm at once." ssld Ethel. “It only for um are": match." 11:. Holland pulled out hls ntch smestlvely. :Wem” lvuld. “I nee that I In keep- In; m tron: your lunch. Goodby. then. an dknner. when 1 null enhance It length on the evils”â€" “In. she in." Arte: all. the dcm 0‘ Phil“. had rather up.“ mo.’ “1 m g, ‘Ilmpoe of her In Vienna. hit winter," went on Pembroke. “1 unex- knw who she‘ was." . I “View!” 1 exclumed. “Yes. ltmnnttconeert. Hal-not v I“. “And she doe. not love you! I1 I I113!“ Illn- 1 I0." lowering my - oorttouwounn' pqhunpecnunr: Jaded fro-her: follow!” I‘ldonotbeljevelmulkehcr m4 all Phyllis. “Good night.” ‘mmn‘to. wCoaflnuad.) Pembroh and l dumb-ed our on- ‘mge. We were going back to tho club. Ethel and her husband went!- mdy seated In their can-Sage. I'll mi“, °“ “my Mommy meant for a 0‘“ Beauty has It. annoys“ I. m. (I convention!- A. '. anopd“ 1b. ll“. 0‘ u” “Md. “-m- Phflflu' W W on m! Impchl. I took a. new It.- In the quick sin.“ I saw that his right arm balsam It III. we. I attempted to dip luau. crowd. but without uncout- no ulna bl- sunda- mm the codex-mood to be rodent. I knew to be a mistake. a. had mistaken bet to be Gretchen. jolt ulhndmmkencmtoh Phyllgu. It m 3 situation which I enjoyed. All this was but momma. m mum. u l named her to en- ter. “And who Is this Prim Endo- nrde?” ,_ - _ fi--, “The most beautiful woman In all the world." I amend. with enthal- am. “You I'm meet her flan.” “IRAS!“ 1 Alwsln'gestockoffl “And um one?“ would indicating flips-into clear then out. : ”that at the jnnne qylum._ “B - cute.” was this reply. “Thin a he can pronounce Cwlgou‘s name." “And ur: next one?” “Still more hoods-s. Ciums to have solved the taunt-zit! ques- cannon. Tie-e sre 11¢]:th ways toga! Why should we take 'I‘ha van that had through wast-:1 of woe. V On on“ the pol-on weed: that grow. Just for revenge'o sake? Th‘re’s Inch alltfle whne to stay That on; I nova: why Mon throw their ptaclpu time away In nurturing 01:! mace! they Might just permit to die. wooelwumuuw a: ”3|le ‘ 5:2; I m Int... Jmllfl'l. Kant-ct» Lindsay. ”new Wukd 'l‘l-o Wood? m Ei‘d... m mam Loan and savings 9 ”yd-o. 05cc nounâ€"9 u... 1m. 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