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About Lincoln County leader. (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987 | View Entire Issue (May 13, 1904)
The Planter's Daughter 25 FATE'S REVENGE L By MRS. ALICE P. CARRISTON Author of "A Waif from the Sea," "Her Brightest Hope," "Wayward Winnefred," etc. CHAPTER XI. (Continued.) Tho door had opened while he was spenking, and Mrs. Burgess had entered with a radiant face, bearing several sheets of manuscript in her hands. So great was her excitement that she did not heed the presence of the doctor, and hastening to her husband, she held the manuscript before his eyes with trem bling hands. "Look!" she cried; "at last I know the secret which is killing our poor Clah-e I havo discovered the name of the man she loves! Read these pages; they were written by her last night." Philip Burgess seized the proffered sheets and ran his eye over their tear blurred surface. Suddenly a name ar rested his attention; he uttered an inar ticulate cry, Hung the manuscript upon the table and grasped the doctor by both ha ml . "(iresham!" he cried, joyfully, "I ac cept! It is no longer a question of ac quiring a fortune at the price of my hon or, at the cost of my name, but of sav ing my daughter's life!" Claire herself was a silent auditor of the triumphant exclamations. She had reached the open door and paused upon the threshold, hearing her father's words. In the next moment she descried her pre cious manuscript, the secret of her life, lying exposed upon the table, and with a wailing cry of dismay she staggered for ward and Hung herself upon her mother's brt?aRt. "Oh, mother, mother!" she sobbed, a burning flush mounting her pallid brow, "what have you done!" 'Tardon me, my child," replied Mrs. Burgess soothingly, as she caressed the drooping golden head; "but I could not see you suffer and remain In ignorance of the cause another day." "Well done, wife!" exclaimed Philip Burgess; "had you not acted thus promptly, I should have rejected the hap piness of Claire's life for now she will live!" "My life my happiness!" gasped the young girl, raising her head and glancing in dismny at her father; "oh, father, you have not read the secret of my foolish pafBion!" And when he nodded to her with an assuring smile, she added, in de spair: "It is a relic of our past happy life which I have not had the strength to combat against. Instead of forgetting this man whom I mot by chance in that brilliant world now closed to us forever, I have been so foolish as to cherish his lmngo in my heart." "And justly, Claire," replied the old gentleman; "are you not worthy to bear the proudest name in the land?" "Ah, but if you knew his name!" gob bed the girl. "I know it, and he will be here short ly." "He here!" gasped Claire, recoiling a few stepo and standing alone. "Yes Lucian Courtlandt! lie comes to demand your hand in marriage." Completely overcome, Claire tottered to the nearest chair and sank into it, and it is doubtful if she heard Martha open the door and announce: "A lady and gentH-man to see you!" A moment later Lucian Courtlandt ap peared upon tho threshold with his haughty mother leaning upon hie arm. The young man was pallid but coon posed, while Mrs. Courtlanirt's stern fea tures were wreathed in smiles. A few words of welcome were exchanged be tween Philip Burgess and his wife and Mrs. Courtlandt, Claire meanwhile ait ting there with drooping head, apparent ly uncoiiwiouH of her surroundings. Presently, however, the words of Mrs. Courtlandt penetrated her dulled hearing. "Old friends," remarked that lady, Wltll llfT'lllll. Aflll.llMnnnnlnii f U .L. honor of demanding the hand of your daughter Claire for my son Lucian!" At these words, Claire struggled to her feet and threw herself into her moth er's anus. "Poor child!" thought Lucian Court landt, "how beautiful she is!" "Miss Burgess," said Mrs. Courtlandt, gently, "are you willing to be my daugh ter?" Poor Claire murmured tome Inarticu late words, and her head sank lower upon her mother's breast. Then LucUm advanced and took one of the pendent, snowy hands. "Claire." he murmured, "will you be my wife?" But there was no reply; joy had de prived the happy victim of nil senfo, and he lay uneoiiHcious in her mother's awns. CHAPTER XII. Two short weeks had made a Hurtling change in the circumstances of the Bur gess family. "The lovely residence In the neighborhood of Youkers." which Lu cian Courtlandt had telegraphed SylphJde he had gone to see during those brief happy hours that succeeded their return to America had now been rented for the accommodation of Claire ami her parent uivtil the wedding should take place, and later was to become the home of the married pair. It seemed Incredible that the brtght fneod. happy woman, who sing joyously to herself as she brushed off the spacious plains, could be Martha Dunn; yet It was she with ever Hn. , i lety smoothed from her hone face, and - 'i in in piece. It was a balirvv momlm. In -.11 v on. ot th. x . - " " IWUI zephyrs rustle the dense foliage that shades the verdant earth. Even Claire seemed to Inhale the abundant vigor of the scene aa she stepped forth upon the piazza, clad all in white, with fluttering ribbons of a delicate violet tint, to greet the morn. A quick, light step crunched the gravel of the path, coming from the direction of the stables, and a moment later the lean, athletic figure of Dr. Gresbam swung round the corner of the mansion and mounted the steps. As he reached the piazza Philip Burgess came out, radiant and cheery as the morn itself. The two nien shook hands; Burgess heartily, Gresham with slight constraint. "Well, aren't we aa Ana ia fina nun be?" exclaimed the former.. with a trlnnoo thrilling with pride upon his charming domain. "Fine, very fine Indeed!" was the crisp, buainese-like reply; "but I have some thing of the utmost importance to say to you, and as we are alone for the mo ment, no time could be more opportune "Oh, then, you need not hesitate!" his old friend by the arm and led him to the farthest corner of the wide piazza, out of earshot of the windows; "now then," he continued, "as to-morrow is the wedding day, I should like to know how Claire has accepted the conditions?" "Conditions what conditions?" Inquir ed Philip Burgess in a puzzled way." "Why, the child, of course." The old man started and paled guiltily. "I haven't said a word to her about the child!" , "Is it possible?" exclaimed the doctor, In wild dismay; "she's got to know about it." "Of course she has! Now that you are here, why don't you tell her yourself?" While they stood conversing they had failed to notice that Claire had been grad ually approaching the house, with her hands filled with dewy, fragrant rosea; in fact, they were not aware of her pres ence until she was close upon them, and her cheery greeting disturbed the awk ward silence that had fallen. "Were you speaking of one?" she ask ed, earnestly. ; "Yes," answered Gresham; "we were speaking of you and your approaching marriage." With a desperate effort that was really pitiful to behold, the farther began: "Claire, I have something to fiay to you before your marriage. Listen, my child; it is a matter of serious import to you." "Is it something about Lucian?" she asked. "Yes." than the present." As he spoke he took she exclaimed, brightening; "anything you have to say of him I shall be only too happy to hear. I can never tell you how content I aim at the prospect of be coming his wife!" With one desDnlrinir cl am. Phllin Rur?pim tnmorf nu7t inn. tally ejaculating: ' l can t, 1 can't tell her, for it may kill her!" Fortunately, at this mnmnnr f n why, n came out upon the piazza, and announc ed that her HllstrPKH li nn mill in an tho doctor, if he would kindly come In. i will go with you," whispered the old man in Greshani's ear; "her mother can toll her better; women can weep together." And they nntorert tho Claire standing there, with an expres sion of dazed bewilderment upon her fatr iace. une by one the fragrant roses fil tered through her fingers, and fell un heeded nnd wilting to the ground; and uiougn sne was scarcely conscious of the Impression. It soemnri th,,..i. ,u. cloud, no bigger than a man's hand, had risen upon the horizon of that perfect day. At last the roll of carriage wheels upon the avenue beyond the lawn arrested her attention, and. raisl a uwv UtT scried the Courtlandt livery rapidly .ap- iirum-iiiug tne nouse through the trees. Her heart stood mill -im . aiL throb, but when the equipage dTew up mm uhj wiaow courtlandt alighted alone it was with a heart heavy with disap pointment that she crossed the piazza to greet the lady. Mrs. Courtlandt took the girl in her arms, and disposed a light kiss upon her brow; then linking her arm in Claire's she led her to a retired nook, where stood a rustic seat screened by dense vine that lent an agreeable twilight against the brilliant glare that reigned around Being seated, the lady took Claire's hand in hers and said: "This la just the opportunity I have been seeking; I have wanted to talk with you, my dear. Lucian will be here In an hour, and this Is the last time that we shall be together before your mar riage. First of all, I wish to thank you for the ierlfioe you have made, and edV" ,entiments whln h prompt- "Sacrificel Noble sentiments!" mur mured Claire. In astonishment; "indeed madam, I deserve no praise. My action n the matter has been prompted by pure ly selfish motives." 7 p "Oh. I know that devotion has become second nature with you." replied the Mftif1?" C1,,le', cbek' ,,bu' row elf-denial cannot escape our iratltuda. But you .hall b. rewarded, my 'chi K. will woo you back to health, and ere lo. m will bs wconclled to Lucian! Yes, yea, I hope that some day my aon will love you." "Love me, love me, do you say?" fal tered poor Claire, like one in a dream; . "he la going to marry me " I "What credit is there In his giving Ihis hand?" were the next paarlyzing words; "are you not a thousand times more generous in giving Als child a name?" "His chiHI" muttered the girl, In a stupefied way;, then suddenly seizing the widow's hand, she exclaimed violently, "his child'." "Listen, Claire; if It la your will, we will unite our forces, set up our batteries against our common enemy, against this woman whom I hate, aa you ought to hate!" At this revelation Claire 'fell back against the seat, while through her dazed brain darted with lightning-like rapidity the thought: "Oh, heaven grant me the strength to hear her to the end!" Then as Mrs. Courtlandt, amazed at her sudden silence, turned and looked at her, she started up, exclaiming hysteri cally: "Ah, yes! The woman he loves the mother of his child! But I do not under stand why she does not oppose my mar riage?" "I will tell you, Claire. Lucian wors ships me and is passionately attuched to his child; I promise you that he is en tirely reconciled to 'his marriage with you, and regards it seriously, as he does all other obligations in life." "Yes," came the bitter response, so low as scarcely to be audible, "he has a noble heart!" "He will he here In a few minutes, and I will tell him where to find you," said the lady, rising with the relieved air of one who has executed a painful duty. "So kiss me, my dear, and I will go In and say good morning to your mother." Claire submitted to the caress, and when left alone sat for some minutes among the swaying vines. At last the burning words rose to her Hps: "Heaven help me, how I loved him! Fool that I was to dream that I Bhould be loved in return! Why, they have been speculating upon my approaching death; and If he lends me to the altar to-morrow, he counts "upon my lying dead be fore it ere long. This luxury this gold are but the price of my dishonor! I want no more of them, and only ask to return to the misery of poverty!" Her last words escaped her Hps In a sigh of unutterable anguish, while to her unheeding ears came the beat of the horses' hoofs that bore her expectant bridegroom! Upon the spur of the moment she de termined to go at once to her father, Inform .him that she retracted her prom ise, and break off the unhallowed match then and there, despite the consequences. She sprang to her feet full of her resolve, but ere she could take a step the sound of voices arrested her. Her woman's curiosity asserted itself; she parted the veil of vines with trembling hands and gazed out across the sunlit lawu. There rhe saw Lucian, the man she loved with the one absorbing passion of her life, standing in all his manly beau ty, in conversation with Dr. Gresham, who was about to take his leave. The two men were shaking hands and ex changing smiling words of congratula tion. The girl's heart rose In her breast as she listened, and she clung faintly to the vines for support until their thorns en tered her delicate flesh. The physical pain and the mental anguish roused her once again to the exigency of the mo ment, and with precipitate steps she turned and fled in at the open door. (To be rontlnnwi.i The Old Umbrella. "I've always had It In for the man who carries his umbrella around with him as a walking stick or Just In case of rain, and usually succeeds in pok ing It Into the face of everybody -with whom he comes in contact; but now I've nothing to say," sold a guest In the lobby of a local hotel one morn ing last week. "Upon renchlng this city a week ago I deposited my umbrella In the check room of the station and went off hap py In the thought that I would do no damage during the day from that source, at least. Well, Instead of spending the day In Washington, as I had Intended, I've been here a week and forgot all about my parachute un til this morning, when I strolled down to the station to redeem It, and myself a ticket for home. At any rate, there nmong other checked articles I spied my old dollar umbrella, and pointed It out to the gentle-looking little wo man In attendance as I put down a .m.Land correslnilng brass piece. The charge Is seventy cents,' she '"Seventy cent8,. j .exclaimed, In tones that suggested she was trying to rob me. ' '"Yes, sir; seventy cents,' she as sweetly continued. We cha t cents for every twenty-four hours an article Is left In storage.' "Well, there was no mistaking the loK CnClUl,0d t,,e r "so J cashed In. Anyhow, I think Wash" "Ston 1b a great old place.--Wash ington Post. a8n ..v cqu,r,! the T,.te. You don't mean to tell me he ac agae ft?" 8864 h"? UW d,d ' "Easy. He Just shut his eye an exercised his will powor.'.-Smo Not HU F.ult. Judge-i wm give you jU8t to get out of town. r Peevish Polhemua WelL If rm S3? do? IT fr me auto dout blame me, JedePuck. A VENERABLE PASTOR CURED BY PE Pe-ru-na Is a Catarrhal Tonic Espec ially Adapted to the Declining Powers of Old Age. In old age the mucous membranes become thickened and partly lose their function. This leads to partial loss of hearing, smell and taste, as well as digestive dis turbances. 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