Race
BY-
HAWLEY
CHAPTER X. (Continued.)
Grenville had made up his mind that he
wag powerless; but still, all the same,
Maude's letter must be answered. This,
-again, was not so easy to do. When the
girl you are in love with appeals to you
tearfully to save her from being married
to somebody else, the obvious course
would seem to be to run away with her
yourself. But, as George Eliot says,
"Running away, specially when spoken
of as 'absconding,' Reems, at a distance,
to offer a good modern substitute for the
right of sanctuary ; but seen closely, it is
often found inconvenient and scarcely
possible." So, though to emulate young
Ix)chinvar and bear off your fair Ellen
of Netherby may seem the proper thing
to do on the first blush of such occasion,
yet, on mature reflection, it may prove
hardly feasible. Mrs. Lochinvar must be
clothed and fed, while the reiving and
raiding by which that adventurous gallant
doubtless supported the lady of his love
would, in these days, be known by the pro
saic term of "robbery with violence." The
attention of Colonel Henderson and his
myrmidons, the grave consideration of his
countrymen, and an eloquent oration,
rather to his disadvantage, by a criminal
court judge, would probably be the ter
tnination of young Lochinvar's career in
these days.
What is he to write? What is he to
say? Can you not guess? Of course he
will sit down and do the very thing he
should not. He can't help, but he can
complicate her troubles. Love is essen
tially a selfish passion. Having no con
solation to offer her, no assistance to ren
-der her, he betakes himself to his desk
and pours forth his story of love and la
mentation. He exhorts her not to- marry
Pearman, but gives her no hint of how
he is to combat the difficulties that sur
round her. He pours forth, In good, hon
est, genuine terms, the tale of his love
he dwells on the certainty of his having
a home ere long to offer her through his
-own exertions, and winds up with a tre
mendous peroration about having loved
her from her cradle. He has done noth
ing of the kind. His love is a child of
something under a twelvemonth's growth :
and though I fear all lovers romance
fearfully, they thoroughly believe in their
figments at the time. Then comes another
het of postscript about "can she love
him?' he shall know no rest till he gets
her answer. And after it is all done
and posted, Grenville Rose feels more un
easy than ever. He is not thinking so
much of poor Maude's troubles as What
will she say to his declaration of love?
He racks his brain for, every trace of
lavor she has shown him all the past
year. weet and cousinly she has been
vcr, but no sign of love can he recall.
Fool that I have been!" he mutters:
have been so careful not to give her a
lint of my feelings. I wish I had that
letter back. No, I don't. I don't know,
1n short " and the last fragment con
tained pretty well the gist of Grenville's
thoughts at present.
CHAPTER XI.
Maude, as she has already explained,
. tias been having a hard time of It at
Clinn these last two or three days. Life
hag been all so easy to her so far, that
she hardly realizes the facing of this,
tier first genuine trouble. She is await
ing the post anxiously this morning ; Gren
la certain to write to her by return, and
her belief In Gren is unbounded.
Once more the icy breakfast table she
o dreads. Her father looks at her as a
culprit who would subvert the old Gre
cian story, and sacrifice her parent in
stead of presenting her throat to the
knife. Mrs. Denison evidently looks upon
her as a sainted martyr. She loves and
sympathizes with her daughter ; she ap
proves of her spirited refusal, but she
cannot desert her old Idols. "The king
can do no wrong." Harold Dehlson's
opinion must be hers outwardly, though
In her heart of hearts she may rebuke
herself for not being on her daughter's
side.
"A letter from Grenville for you,
Maude," snid her father, as he threw it
across. She and her cousin were regu
lar correspondents, so that it excited no
remark; yet the mother noticed that the
girl, Instead of tearing it open aa was her
wont, Blipped It quietly' Into the pocket
of her dress. Maude felt as If she pos
sessed a talisman against her troubles,
and determined to read It in the solitude
of her own chamber, and there she betook
herself as soon as breakfast was over.
Her cheek flushed as she perused it, and
the large grey eyes opened wide with
astonishment. Grenville's tale of passion
ate love would have moved most girls,
albeit he has not as yet in these pages
figured to any great advantage still
Orenville Rose had a shewd enough head
upon his shoulders, and was a comely
man to look upon, to boot. He told his
love well, and few maidens, even Iff they
do not reciprocate It, can listen unmoved
when that old-world story Is passionately
told them. There wa plenty of warmth
In Grenville's fervent pleading, and after
reading the letter through twice, Maude
dropped the paper on her lap, and, utterly
oblivious to her troubles, fell Into a rev
erie. It seemed so strange. She had loved
and admired Gren a long as she could
remember, but she had never thought of
felm In this way at least, she did not
for
a
Wife
SMART
think so, and yet, almost unconsciously to
herself, of late she had been more solicit
ous about gaining his good opinion and
pleasing him than of yore. "To think
Gren should care about me in this way !"
she murmured ; "and I do I love him? I
don't know. He's nicer, and better,, and
cleverer than anyone I ever met. Why
didn't he tell me this when he was here
last? I think I'd rather have heard it
from himself. Ah ! but doesn't he1 tell
me why not?" and the girl once more
took up the letter and read :
"All this, my darling, has been on my
lips for months, but how could I tell
you? how could I seek your love who
had not even a home to offer? What the
struggle has been to see you so often, and
yet keep down what surged within me, I
only know. When I kissed your cheek
at parting last time, I nearly clasped you
in my arms and poured out the secret of
my soul to you. I did not; it seemed
madness It is perhaps madness now ; but,
my darling, 1 could not lose you. W'ueu
you tell me that another seeks the prize
I covet, right or wrong, I must speak.
Maude, you must decide between us. Can
you trust me, and wait?"
Once more the letter fell In her lap,
and the softened grey eyes and -slightly
flushed face augured well for Grenville
Rose's wooing.
"Yes," she muttered, softly, "I think
I love him now as he would have me;
and If I don't quite yet for it seems all
so new to me I know I could shortly.
Gren, dear, what am I to write to you?
I think it must be 'Tea.' "
It wag wrong, she thought, to keep
Gren In suspense when he was so dread
fully In love -with her; so that night's
mail bore a timid, fluttering little note,
the receipt of which produced a tre
mendous state of exhilaration in that
young Templar. ,
But poor Maude, after the first flush
of exultation that enters the breast of
every girl at a welcome declaration of
love, quickly awoke to the fact that her
position wag not a whit improved by it.
She confided her engagement to her moth
er, and for the first time in her life
Maude beheld Mrs. Denison really angry.
"I'm surprised and disgusted with Gren
ville," said that lady. "It's too bad of
him, taking advantage of a child like you
In this manner. I like him, always have
liked him, and, under different circum
stances, would have sooner seen you his
wife than any man's I know. But he
can barely keep himself as yet, and must
know that his thinking of a wife at all
is foolish in the extreme, and that think
ing of you is simply absurd. He's behaved
very badly, and if you don't promise to
write and break it off, you can say, by
my desire, I shall tell your father all
about it."
"Oh, mother, you won't do that," said
-Maude.
"Not unless you oblige me," said Mrg
Denison, sternly.
Poor Maude was electrified. That the
mother she had been always accustomed
to pet, and do as she liked with, should
suddenly rise against her like this, was
past her comprehension. Yet to anyone
who has made character his study, noth
ing can be more in accordance with the
usual law In such cases. Weak, -feeble
characters, when, either from caprice or
driven by necessity, they exert such power
as may be In their hands, invariably do it
tyrannically and despotically.
Mrs. Denison has suffered of late from
the stern rule of her lord and master. In
spite of all her love for her daughter, rhe
has become dimly conscious that there
will be no peace at Glinn unless Maude
yields assent to the ukase Harold Deni
son has promulgated. Women of her
class can suffer, but they cannot resist.
Even now Bhe would not urge Maude to
marry Pearman. But that her impecuni
ous nephew had dared to entangle her
daughter in an engagement, especially at
tills time, roused as much wrath within
her as her nature was capable of. Most
mothers, I imagine, would deem she had
grounds for Indignation.
All this while Pearman hag not been
idle. Slowly, but surely, the legal notices
and proceedings progress, and Harold
Denison knows full well that within three
weeks ten thousand pounds must be found,
or unnn must go to tne Hammer, The
Pearmans conduct the campaign with
scrupulous politeness. It is quite in ac
cordance with the old traditions of the
Battle of Fontenoy. They apologize for
every fresh process, and allude to it as a
mere matter of form. They affect to be
lieve that there can be no doubt Mr. Den
ison will' easily pay them off at the ex
piration of the notice of foreclosure. The
old gentleman even indulges in pocularity
on the subject.
"Mean to have the very last day out
of us, I see, sir ; and quite right, too," he
chuckled, upon meeting the squire one
day.
"Yes, Pearman, was the grim retort : :
"I learned the exacting of my pound of
flesh, to the last pennyweight, In your
hands. I have not forgot my lesson. You
burn It Into yonr pupils' minds pretty
deeply."
The old lawyer has laid himself onen
to another rebuff, and Denison has not
failed to take advantage thereof. Why?
Sarcasm breaks no bones, few knew bet
ter than that astute "fisher of men."
His sentivlness was tolerably blunt, and
he recked little what men said to him,
or of him, so long as the furtherance t
the object he had in view was attained.
That his son should marry Maude Deni
son was the goal he now aimed at, and
that that was to be brought ' about, be
still thought far from improbable. To
that end he conceived, even while press
ing him for moriey. it was quite necessary
to keep on easy terms with the squire.
None knew better than he how bitter it
is for a proud man to take his words
back, and if what he now played for was
to be achieved, that was a necessity. The
task must be made as easy as possible
the unpalatable draught sugared as far
as might be.
"He he !" he answered ; "you will
have your joke, Mr. Denison. It's a
mighty pity you couldn't make up your
mind to concentrate the property once
more.' Beg pardon, Squire," he continued,
deprecating Denison's angry gesture;
"don't fear my alluding to it again. It
was presumption on my part, I know, and
if I said anything to vex you, I'm sure
I'm heartily sorry, You'll forgive an old
man, who, not having been brought up
with your views, saw nothing but the con
centration of an estate. Yes, I know I
was all in the wrong ; it isn't likely Miss
Maude could be brought to think of such
a thing. I'm sure I hope the calling-in
of the mortgage is no inconvenience ; you
can easily raise it elsewhere. But Sam's
got bo deep in the racing now, that we
must get that sum together before the
Two Thousand. I wish he wasn't; but
he's clever, Sam is clever in bis way
too great a gentleman for me. No of
fense, sir, I hope ; but I'm a plain man."
CHAPTER XII.
Harold Denison touched his hat haught
ily, and rode home; but the old usurer's
artful speech still simmered in his brain.
Why should it not be? It would cut the
tangled knot of his difficulties. He had
made inquiries. Young Pearman had
been brought up a gentleman, and visited
in several good houses in the county. He
naturally a little exaggerated this to him
self, to justify the course he intended to
pursue; nay, for the matter of that, had
been pursuing for some days. His wife
had told him that she had laid the Pear
man proposition before Maude, and that
the young lady had declined, with thanks ;
since which intelligence he had bullied
Mrs. Denison, and snubbed or treated his
daughter with cold Indifference. The heads
of the family can make contumacious
children conscious of their high displeas
ure without any unseemly rating indeed,
that may be looked upon as mere mild and
salutary punishment compared to the oth
er thatother which, to speak metaphor
ically, consists in being condemned tc the
domestic ice house. It Is hard to describe,
still there will be few of my readers
who, if they have had the good fortune
not to experience it, but must have seen
some culprit enduring that
ment meted out more often, perhaps, to
daughters than sons. But don't we all
know it the chilling rejoinder that meets
any attempt at geniality the austere
look that seems to sav it In hanci n.nf
we should presume to forget the measure
oi our otrending the moral thong always
awaiting us should we shnw r dim-
relapsing into cheerfulness? Bah ! those
pnysicai torturers ot tne middle ages were
mere Dungiers at tneir craft.
From this time poor Maude's life was
maae neavy to Dear. Harold Denison sent
ror ner to nis study, and himself put
1 earman s proposal before her. He en-
, largea upon its advantages, and declared
that It was her duty to save the property
to her descendants ; off her head it rest
ed whether the Denisons of Glinn should
cease to exist, as of course her future
husband must take her name. For him-
seir, tie cared not he was an old man,
and it mattered little to him. Any foreign
watering place was good enough for him
to wear out his miserable life In. He
deplored the follies of his youth. It
was sad that a father should plead be
fore a daughter in this wise. lie could
bear anything but the thought that the
Denisons of Glinn should be expunged
from the roll of the. county in which they
had dwelt and been known since the Wars
of the Roses; all this it was in Maude's
power to avert. Why could she not mar
ry this man? He hard been brought up a
gentleman, and mixed In the best society
in the county. If not quite her equal in
blood, he would repair the shattered for
tunes of the family. Such matches were
made every day. The destiny of the plu
tocracy was to strengthen the aristocracy.
Far be It from him to put any pressure
upon her, but it was his duty as a parent
to lay the whole case before her.
Gallantly did Maude fight her battle,
and though at the end of this long inter
view she stood with flushed and tear
stained cheeks to listen to her father's
final exordium, she was still resolute in
her refusal.
But the struggle was too unequal. Un
der the pressure put upon her by her hus
band Mrs. Denison bad not only made
Maude write a letter of remmnUtu..
Grenville Rose, but hod penned him a verv
i i n ...
nevere pmiippic nerseir, in which she In
sisted that all correspondence should
cease between them. She hn
under the threat of revealing everything
to Mr. Denison, extorted a promise from
Mauda that Rhe would writ .
- v ut uiuio LU
her couBin. She knew her daughter well,
anu ieit implicit connaence that, her word
once pledged, troth would be kept.
I have described the first at a
attacki It Is a COmmon fnrm rry
as many a woman could bear witness to,
as lar as uie general details' g0. Can
you not easily guess the result?
a high-spirited girl, and bore herself
Draveiy in ins Beginning; but cut off
from all communication with ha. i..
she gave way at last to the moral pres
sure uruugut io uear upon ner, and, with
pale cheeks and heavy eyes, whispered her
mother "that they might do with her as
they liked ; ll she couldnt marry Qren
she didn't care who It wag."
(To be continued.). . ,
"Father, what are wrinkles T "Fret
tvork, my son, fretwork." Independ
ent
Nell Do you think Miss Talkalot
really enjoys grand operas? Belle
Oh, yes; fluently. Philadelphia Rec
ord. "Do yes kape nothin' but dry goods
here?" "No, ma'am." "Thin where
will I be afther goin for a wathered
Ilk?"
Mabel Why, he yawned three times
while I was talking to him. Her Best
Friend Maybe he was Just trying to
say something, dear.
"Father, what is an empty .title?"
"Well, an empty title Is your mother's
way of calling me the head of the
house." New York Herald.
"You say he's a professional man?"
"Yes." "But I thought he followed
automobile racing?" "He does. He's
a doctor." Cleveland Leader.
The Bride I want you to send me
nm onfTee, jilcnsp. The Orocer Yes,
ma'am. Ground? The Bride No, third
floor front. Woman's Home Compan
ion. Officer (to recruit who has missed
very shot) Good heavens, man, where
are your shots going? Recruit (tear
fully) I don't know, sir, they left here
all right ! Punch.
"He woke up one morning to find him
self famous." "Well?" "But people
had forgotten all about him by the time
the 4 o'clock extras were out" Louis
ville Courier-Journal.
"We have a man in this prison who
never tried to escape," declared the
headkeeper. "What's he in for?" In
quired visitor. "Bigamy," replied the
headkeeier. The Bohemian.
Teacher What do you understand
by the word "self-denial?" Pupil It
Is when some one comes to borrow
money from father and he says he is
not at home. Fllegende Blotter.
"And did you enjoy your , African
trip, mni I How did you like the
savages V- Oh. they were extremely
kind-hearted! They wanted to keep me
there for dinner." London Opinion.
Mother (to future son-ln-Iaw) I
may tell you that, though my daugh
ter is well educated, she ennnot cook.
Future Son-in-law That doesn't mat
ter much so long ns she doesn't try.
Pop, a man is bachelor until he gets
mnrrned isn't he? Tommy's pop Yes,
my son. Tommy And what does he
call himself afterward. Tommy's pop
I'd hnte to tell you, my son. Philadel
phia Record.
School teacher Johnny, what Is a
patriot? Johnny A man that tries to
benefit his -country. School teacher
And what Is a politician? Johnny A
man that tries to have his country ben
efit him. Judge.
"So you abandond the simple style
of spelling?" "Yes," responded the
former advocate of the fad. "I found
it so difficult to make people under
stand that I knew better." Philadel
phia Public Ledger.
"That organist Belle Jilted for the
aged millionaire played a spiteful trick
at her wedding." "What did he do?"
"Instead of playing them up the aisle
with the wedding march, he struck up
Old Hundred." Boston Transcript.
Senior Walter (to rather green as
sistant at a recent banquet In a cele
brated London hotel) Now, then,
young man. do a bit o' something, and
don't stand n-giiplng and staring there
as If you wns the bloomlu' guest of the
hevenln'. Tlr-Blts.
"That Trofessor Blink fooled me bad
ly." "How?" "He told mo ethnology
was the science of the races and when
I went to the library and usked for a
book on ethnology there wasn't a word
from cover to cover on how to pick
winners." Tit-Bits.
"John, you said we'd have to give up
luxuries, and only allow ourselves
necessities." "Yes, my dear." "But
you came home Inst night from the
lodge In a tnxlcub; I heard It." "That
er that was a necessity, my dear."
Boston Transcript.
"I hope," said a patient, courteous
ly, "I have not brought you too far
from your regular round." "Oh, not at
all!" replied the doctor. "I have an
other patient in the neighborhood, so
I can kill two birds with one stone I"
Philadelphia Inquirer.
The girl wns a recent importation
from the Emerald Isle. "Mnry," said
her mistress one day this week, "what
are you doing with that clock?" Mury
(with the servants' bed room clock un
der her arm) Plnze, mum, O'lm takln'
It to a watchmaker's. It's all out av
order, mum. Ivery morning nt folve
o'clock It goes all to pieces an' makes
such a racket 01 can't 81070."
sew type er bungaxow.
Concrete Structure at Partland, Ma.,
Which In Well Spokea Of.
Cement Age describes a concrete
bungalow at Portland, Me., in which
the exterior of the house is of con
crete panels The concrete panels are
but one Inch In thickness, and besides
being remarkably light are strong
enough to bear an immense weight The
panels are re-enforced with strips of
steel wire, and In the tests applied to
them they withstood the strain of three
heavy men Jumping up and down upon
them and showed no sign of Injury.
They are ornamented on the outside
with raised figures, scroll work, etc.,
from steel celling designs. The panels
were modeled In wooden frames on a
base consisting of a strip of steel cell
ing, by means of which the decorative
design was transferred to the cement
giving the panels an attractive appear
ance. The wooden frames were made
of three-Inch stuff and the exterior of
the concrete panel comes flush with
the wood, while the recess In the side
which forms the Interior affords two
Inches of air space over the entire
length and width of the panel, the ce
ment concrete being one inch thick.
This Is accomplished by fllllng the
forms partially with sawdust or other
material before the cement concrete Is
poured In, then turning the form over
so that the concrete can be pressed
against the steel ceiling design of the
mold. After sufllclent water has been
poured upon the composition to insure
compactness and perfect settling In the
mold, the sawdust fllllng Is removed,
the interior smoothed off nicely and
the completed panel Is left to dry and.
harden.
ESKIMO SUPEEIOEITY.
Vllhjalmar Stefansson, In writing of
his thirteen mouths' stay among the
Eskimos, tells. In Harper's Magazine,
of this great kindness to a guest who
could not pay for his keep, a stranger
whose purpose among them they did
not know.
In an Eskimo home I have never
heard an unpleasant word between a
man and his wife, never seen a child
punished nor an old person treated In
considerately. The household affairs
are carried on In an orderly way, and
the good behavior of the children Is re
marked by practically every traveler.
In many things we are the superiors
of the Eskimo ; In a few we are his In
feriors. The moral value of some of
his superiority is small. He can make
better garments against cold than our
tailors and furriers; he can thrive In
barren wastes where a New Engend
er would starve. But of some of his
superiority the moral value Is great
He has developed individual equality
farther than we, he Is less selfish, more
helpful to his fellows, kinder to his
wife, gentler to his child, more re
ticent about the faults of his neighbor
than any but the rarest and best of our
race.
When I tried to express thanks for
their kindness In my fragmentary Es
kimo, they were more surprised than
pleased.
"Do, then, in the white man's land,
some starve and shiver while others eat
much and are warmly clad?"
To that question I said, "No," al
though I knew I was lying. I was
afraid the competitive system could not
be explained to them satisfactorily;
neither was I, being the poorest among
them, very anxious to try Justifying
It
Tha Hoaevelt Idea.
A writer In the London Times says
thot Theodore Roosevelt Is the hero of
every schoolboy In the United King
dom. No other American except Lin
coln has ever been looked up to by so
many youths and young men as an
inspiration and as a civic model na
Mr. Roosevelt He has a genius for
Inspiring people to higher Ideals, to
cleaner methods. His life story is one
of the greatest sermons that has been
preached on the American continent since
Lincoln was assassinated. Mr. Roose
velt started out with the stern resolve
that let come what would, whether he
succeeded or failed, whether he made
friends or "enemies, he would keep his
record clean; he would not take
chances with his good nnme, he would
part with everything else first; he
would never gnmble with his reputa
tion. He has hud numerous opportuni
ties to make a great deal of money dur
ing his public career, through graft and
all sorts of dishonorable schemes, bv
allying himself with crooked, unscrupu
lous politicians, but even his worst ene
mies can never eay of him that he took
from Albany or the White House a
dishonest dollar. He has alwavs re
fused to be a party to any political
Jobbery, any underhand business. He
has always fought In the open, has
aept tne door of his heart wide oDent
he has kept no secrets from the Amer
ican people. He has always preferred
to lose any position he was seeking, if
he must get smirched In getting it ne
would not touch an office or preferment
unies it came to him clean, with no
trace of Jobbery on It Success Maga
sine.