Lincoln County leader., March 11, 1910, Image 3

j What Gold j
t. Cannot Buy &
Author of "A Crooked Path." "Maid. Wife or Widow." "By
Woman's Wit." "Button's Bargain." A Life Interest."
"Mona'e Choloe." "A Woman' Heart." '
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CHAPTER XXI. (Continued.)
"I am dying to read my letters,"
cried Mrs. Savllle. "Here Is a thlcS
one from Mr. Rawson." She opened It,
and then, growing rather white, ex
claimed, "Why, It enclosea one from
Hugh!" This she read eagerly, and
then reperused It.
"Ah, If I could believe he cares for
me!" she said, at length. "The letter
is like himself, tender yet obstinate.
He will be here nearly as soon as
this," she went on, her small, thin
lingers closing tightly on the paper.
"He Implores me to let him see his
mother's face once more the mother
lie has been so near losing. Rawson
lias evidently told him of my Illness.
He confesses I had a ri&ul lu 1m &ury,
but reiterates his conviction that he
has done well and wisely in securing
the sweetest wife man could have."
"You will see him, dear Mrs. Sa
Tllle?" cried Hope, with white, parched
lips. "You are so good as to think I
was of use to you; if you would amply
repay me, see your son let him plead
for his wife. They are married, you
cannot separate them, and If she Is a
true woman it will break her heart to
know she has parted mother and son.
' It la in your power to confer such
"happiness."
"I will receive my son. As to his
wife, I cannot say what I shall do. I
.gave Rawson directions to have her
watched; it was a shabby thing to do,
but I did it. He has had her closely
shadowed, but she has been absolutely
well conducted. Still, if it is in my
power to confer much happiness, it
was in hers to create much misery,
nd she did it! Why, Hope, what is
the matter? Are you 111?"
Hope fell back in her chair so dead
ly white and motionless that Mrs. Sa
vllle was terror-struck. She rang vio
lently, and, rushing to the fainting
flrl, began to rub her cold hands.
"Bring water, wine! send Jessop!
call the doctor!" she cried, in great
Agitation, to. the astonished butler,
.who had never before seen his imperi
ous mistress so moved.
"The doctor has Just driven off, m;
tut I will send Jessop."
Soon the lady's-maid, the butler,
and the housekeeper - were trying to
bring Miss Desmond back to life.
When she did open her eyes they
sought Mrs. Seville's ; she smiled and
feebly put out her hand.
"Now she must go to bed," said Mrs.
Ilaville, holding the offered hand in
toth her own. "She had better be
carried up-stalrs."
"I can walk quite well; at least In
few minutes," murmured Hope, "if
Jessop will help me."
Thus Hope was relegated to her own
room, where Mrs. Savllle Insisted she
must remain all the next day. Won
derful to relate, that lady spent most
of it at her bedside, reading or knit
ting. Neither spoke much, yet they
liad a certain comfort In the compan
lonshlp. Miss Rawson called, and
was admitted during Mrs. Savllle's ab
sence, when she went for a short air
ing, which she considered essential for
her own health.
To her Hope explained that she must
for the present refuse her hospitable
Invitation. Then they talked long and
confidentially, and Miss Rawson took
charge of a couple of letters when she
bade her young friend good-by.
It was now established that Miss
Desmond was not to appear till lunch
eon-time, Mrs. Savllle being content to
read the papers herself. The doctor
was not quite satisfied; his young pa
tient did not recover strength or tone;
she was depressed and nervous, averse
from food, sleepless. Some complete
change to a bracing place might be
necessary. Mrs. Savllle, who was
deeply concerned went eagerly into
the question of localities, but Hope im
plored, almost plteously, not to be sent
away.
It was the end of September, and
London was at its emptiest; Mrs. Sa
vllle was therefore spared the visits
and kind inquiries of her kinsfolk and
acquaintance. She was 111 at ease from
anxiety concerning Hope. All that was
kindly and grateful in her strong na
ture had been drawn forth by the des
olate orphan girl who had the spirit
to withstand her hitherto unresisted
. tyranny, and the perception to appeal
to the better self which lay beneath It.
So Mrs. Savllle sat by herself, think
ing deeply of her past, her present,
and the possible future, one warm,
rainy moral", "Horrid weather for
Hope," she thought; "impossible for
nerves to get right under such skyey
influence." Yes, 6he must get Hope
out of town. How desolate her life
would be without that girl! and she
would need comfort and support in
coming years. Even If she brought
herself to accept Hugh's wife, she
would probably turn out a thorn In
their side and keep her and her son
apart.
Here the old butler, with a beaming
face, announced, "Mr. Hugh, ma'am,-'
and her son entered. How well, how
distinguished, he looked! his strong
face deeply embrowned, his fine look
ing eyes eager yet soft
"Hugh!" cried Mrs. Savllle, rising,
and trcmtMns from to foot..
"My dear mother! " ue returned, ten
derly, with the slight hoarseness of
warm emotjon, and he clasped her In
his arms, kissing her affectionately.
"Are you Indeed safe and well?"
"My son! you have nearly broken
my heart!" Her tones told him he
was already half forgiven.
"Rawson told me this morning. Just
now, that I might venture to call. You
must forgive me, mother. I know I
deserved your anger, and this I regret
I only want you to let me come and
see you sometimes, and I will trouble
you no more. I can fight for my own
hand; but you must accept my inno
cent wife, too."
"It will be a hard task, Hugh. I am
a prejudiced woman, and my preju
dices are strong against her."
"I think they will melt when you
see her, mother."
"I doubt it" Mrs. Savllle was be
ginning, when the door opened, and
Hope Desmond walked slowly into tho
room. She seemed very pale and fra
gile in her simple black dress. No
sooner had she caught sight of Hugh
than her cheeks flushed, her great
brown eyes lit up with a look half Joy,
half terror, and her Hps parted with
a slight cry.
CHAPTER XXII.
Hugh Savllle sprang forward, a
claiming, "My own love; my own dar
ling wife!" and folded her In a rap
turous embrace, kissing her hair, her
eyes, her Hps, forgetful of everything
else.
Mrs. Savllle again rose from her
chair, and stood petrified. At last Hop
disentangled herself from her hus
band's arms, and, crossing to where
her mother-in-law stood, said, broken
ly, "Can you forgive me the deceit 1
have practiced? Can you have pa
tience to hear my explanation?"
"I am bewildered," cried Mrs. Sa
vllle, looking from one to the other.
"Is Hope Desmond your wife, Hught"
"She is! Can you forgive me now?"
said Hugh, advancing to support
Hope's trembling form by passing his
arm around .her.
"It Is incredible! How did you come
to Impose upon me In this way?"
"I will tell 'you all," Hope began,
when she was Interrupted by a mes
sage which the butler brought from
Mr. Rawson requesting to be admitted.
"Show him up; he is a party to the
fraud," said Mrs. Savllle, sternly.
Hugh drew his wife closer to him as
Mr. Rawson entered looking radiant.
"I trust you do not consider me an
intruder," he said.
"You come Just when you are want
ed. I feel my brain turnln," returned
Mrs. Savllle.
"If you will listen," urged Hope,
with clasped hands.
"Yes, pray hear Mrs. Hugh Savllle,"
said Mr. Rawson.
Mrs. Savllle turned a startled look
upon him, and Hope went on: "When I
came to this good friend, who offered
me the shelter 'of his house so Boon as
he found I was the niece of his old
rector, I was in despair. I began to
realize the mistake, the disobedience,
that Hugh had been guilty of. I had
yielded too readily to the temptation
of spending my life with him. I felt
that I was the cause of his troubles,
and I was overwhelmed. I wished that
I could die; anything to be no longer a
burden and an obstacle. Then I heard
Mr. Rawson speak of finding a com
panion for Mrs. Savllle, and the
thought came to me of being that com
panion, and perhaps winning her affec
tion for myself and restoration for
Hugh." A sudden sob interrupted her,
then, with an effort, she went on: "Mr.
Rawson was startled at the Idea, but
his daughter at one took it up, and,
after soma discussion, it was agreed
that I should make the desperate at
tempt I was therefore Introduced to
you by two of my names Hope Des
mond. I was called Katherlne Hope
Desmond after my mother, who was
Uncle Desmond's only sister. How I
had the courage to brave such an ex
periment I cannot now understand, for
my heart" she pressed her hands
against her .bosom, and, disengaging
herself, made a step nearer her mother-in-law
"seems to flutter and fall
me. But the desire to retrieve the
wrong I had wrought sustained me. I
did not tell Hugh what I had under
taken until I bad been some weeks
with you. He was much alarmed, and
begged me not to risk too much to
leave as soon as I could, If the strain
was too great; but he d!d not forbid
me to stay. So I stayed. How dread
ful the beginning was! Yet though
you were cold and stern, I could bear
it for you are too strong to be suspi
cious, or petty, or narrow, and I dared
not let myself fear you; and then I
grew to know you had a heart. That
is what makes this moment so terri
ble; I fear your disapproval more than
your displeasure. Now, can you, will
you, forgive me?"
Mrs. Savllle was silent; her brows
were knit her eyes downcast; yet
Hope dared to take the fine small hand
which lay on the arm of the chair.
Mrs. Savllle did not draw It away. The
lookers-on held their breath. Then
she drew Hope's to her, and gently
stroked it "I think," she said, slow
ly, "that you are the only creature that
ever understood me. I forgive your
hubbaiiil, and accept you not hwns
his disobedience is pardonable, but be
cause, when I came back from the
Jaws of death, the first sight that met
my eyes were your tears of Joy at my
recovery. Yet had I died Intestate,
you and your husband would have
been far better off than you will be;
and you knew It You are the first
that has ever given me what gold can
not buy."
"Mother," cried Hugh Savllle, In a
tone of wounded feeling, "I always
loved you as much as you would let
me."
"Perhaps you did. I believe yon
did," Bald his mother.
Hope had sunk on her knees, anj
kissed the hands which held hers,
then her head fell forward, and Hugh
sprang forward to lift her.
"She is quite overcome," he exclaim
ed, almost indignantly. "She is but a
ghost of her former self. And he
placed her in an easy-chair, where she
lay with closed eyes.
"Happiness will be a rapid restora
tive," said Mrs. Savllle, kindly. "Now,
what punishment Is to be dealt out to
you, traitor that you are?" she con
tinued, turning to Mr. Rawson. "To
enter Into a conspiracy against your
trusting client! Shall I degrade you
from the high office of my chief ad
viser? I must hold a council, and the
council-board shall be my dinner-table.
Bring your daughter to dinner this
evening, and we shall Bettle many mat
ters. And, Hope, if you feel equal to
the task, write to Richard, inviting
him to dinner to meet his new sister-in-law,"
"Very few fellows have so good a
right to be proud of a wife as I have,"
cried Hugh, exultlngly. "Our old na
val stories of desperate cutting-out ex
ploits are poor compared to the endur
ing courage that upheld Kate, as I al
ways call her, throrRh the long strain
of her bold undertaking."
"She has enlightened me, at all
events," said Mrs. Savllle. "Now go
away to the drawing-room and have
your talk out The doctor insists that
a complete change is necessary for
Hope's recovery; so take your wife
away to-morrow for your long-delayed
honeymoon. But, remember, whenever
you are pursuing your profession on
the high seas, I claim the companion
ship of Mr. Rawson's pleasant pro
tegee." "Dear Mrs. Savllle, I will be your
loving daughter so long as you care to
have me near you," cried Hope; and,
no longer hesitating, she folded her
formidable mother-in-law In her arm
(The end.)
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What Troubled Him.
Willie Say, mother, will it hurt to
have this tooth out?
Mrs. Sllmson Naturally; but M
will be so Budden that you won't have
time to think Just a quick turn, and
it will be all over.
Willie Um that's all that could
happen to me if I had my head pulled
off. Life.
Getting Wlae.
."I want to be well informed," ealu
the ambitious girl. "I want to know
what's going on."
"Well," answared Mlas Cayenne, "I
would suggest that you get one of
those telephones that will put you on
a line with five or six other subscrib
ers." Exchange.
RAYMOND DUNCAN, WIFE AND CHILD.
Serene in the firm belief that they have solved the problem of right
living, Raymond Duncan, brother of Isadora Duncan, the famous bare
legged "artistio" dancer, his wife and young son, who came back to Amercla
after nine years spent in Greece, walked about the central streets of Phila
delphia unmindful alike of the stares their strange costumes attracted and
of the almost zero weather. The tunic and toga .of the Athenian era formed
the dress of the trio. All wore the sandals of the ancients. Vague and
fleeting references to "model systems" and "harmonies" and "rhythm" were
made by Duncan as he strolled. "I do not believe in what you understand
as marriage," he remarked once, "but the true rhythmic union of a man and
a woman Is always conducive to better work. All true marriages should
contain rhythmic harmonies. If discord appears no divorce Is necessary.
Simply separate."
A Strong; Attachment.
. Jinks I called on your friend, Mls
Sweetllps, last night and could hardly
tear myself away.
Miss Charming Was she so delight
ful as that?
Jinks Oh, it wasn't she I had to
tear myself away from; it was th
Mf do Illustrated Bits.
PATRON OP ART.
Traarte Death of Speneer Traalc End
a Noble and Generous Lite.
The doath of Spencer Trask, the new
York banker, who was killed in a col
lision between the Montreal Express
and a fie'ght train at Croton-on Hud
sou, was the culmination of a series
of misfortunes. Last June he was in-
Jured in an automobile accident at
Boston fciid lost the sight of one eye
A short time before that death took
away his only children two daugh
ters. For years his wife has been an
invalid and it was largely on her ac
count that he made his home at Sara
toga. His age was 66.
Mr. Trask was a native of the me
tropolis and had been In the banking
business since 1869. He was the flrt
financier to recognize the commercial
value cf electricity as applied to trans
portation and It was to him that
Thomas Edison applied when strtig
gllng for recognition. Once the con
nection was formed the inventor and
the banker became partners In many
other enterprises. Mr. Trask assisted
In establishing the Edison business In
New York and Brooklyn, and he was
also interested In the Edison illumi
nating business throughout the coun
try. Mr. Trask was well known as n
art connoisseur and his home In Sara
toga contained many art treasures.
His estate, Yaddo, is considered one
of the most beautiful In the country.
Upon its site 'once stood the famous
Dutch roadhouse of Melnherr Barhydt
a resore near Saratoga Springs fa
vored by the presence of Presidents,
Daniel Webster, Edgar Allan Poe and
other celebrities.
Mr. Trask was very generous and in
memory of one of his dead children
founded and practically supported St
Christina School for Girls at Sarato
ga. He spent thousands of dollars In
philanthropic work in Saratoga year
ly. It was his intention, had he lived,
to make Saratoga the Carlsbad of Am
erica. In 1874 Mr. Trask married Miss
Kate Nichols, who Is well known to
literary fame by her poems, plays and
other writings. She Is the author of
a poetic drama, King Alfred's Jewel,
and of a nativity play, The Little
Town of Bethlehem. Although a phy
sical sufferer, she is vigorous mental
ly, and retains much of the beauty
of her girlhood. Mrs. Trask is deeply
Interested In philanthropic movements
and has been an earnest sympathizer
with her husband in his patronage of
art
TAPA CLOTH.
Attire of the Native Hawaiian Do
for Civilisation Arrived.
The "paper mulberry" tree (Brous
sonetla papyrlfera) Is the source of
the famous "tapa cloth" of the Poly
nesian islands. This Is a natural tis
sue and is derived from the inner bark
and after being torn off in strips is
scraped with shells and beaten with
a mallet until it resembles a soft, flex
ible paper. The individual strips are
united by overlapping the edgas and
beating the fibers together until large
pieces of the tissue are formed.
It is said that before Hawaii was
swept with the wave of civilization
men and women were dressed in this
natural bark cloth "tapa" or "kapa."
The dress of the women consists of
the "pa-u," or wrapper, composed of
five thicknesses of tapa, about four
yards in length by three in width,
passed several times around the waist
and extending below the knee. The
dress of the men was the "malo," or
girdle, about a foot In width and sev
eral yards long. A "klkel," or mantle,
six feet square, was sometimes worn
by both sexes. In former years these
natural cloths were sometimes bleach
ed to snowy whiteness or were dyed
in colors and even printed or orna
mented usually In checks or squares.
Exchange.
II Waa.
"Owen Flannagan! Are you Owen
Flannagan?" said the clerk of the
court
"Yes, begorra," replied the prisoner,
with a merry twinkle in his eye, "Vtsk
owln' everybody I" London Mali.