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CHAPTER 1.
A Telegram from Paul Stoddard.
Stoddard's telegram was brought to
me on the Glenarm pier at four
o’clock Tuesday afternoon, the 5th of
June. I am thus explicit, for all the
matters hereinafter described turn
upon the receipt of Stoddard’s mes
sage, which was, to be sure, harmless
enough in itself, but, like many other
scraps of paper that blow about the
world, the forerunner of confusion and
trouble.
My friend, Mr. John Glenarm, had
gone abroad for the summer with his
family and had turned over to me
his house at Annandale that I might
enjoy its seclusion and comfort while
writing my book on “Russian Rivers.”
If John Glenarm bad not taken his
family abroad with him when he went
to Turkey to give the sultan’s engi
neers lessons in bridge building; if
I had not accepted his kind offer of
the house at Annandale for the sum
mer; and if Paul Stoddard had not
sent me that telegram, 1 should never
have written this narrative. But such
was the predestined wav of it. I rose
from the boat I was caulking, and,
with the waves from the receding
steamer slapping the pier, read this
message:
Stamford, Conn.. June 5.
Meet Miss Patricia Holbrook Annan
dale station, live twenty Chicago express
and conduct her to St. Agatha's school,
where she is expected. She will explain
difficulties. I have assured her of your
sympathy and aid. Will join you later if
necessary. Imperative engagements call
me elsewhere. STODDARD.
To say that I was angry when I
read this message is to belittle the
truth. I read and re-read it with
growing heat. I had accepted Glen
arm’s offer of the house at Annandale
because it promised peace, and now I
was ordered by telegraph to meet, a
strange person of whom I had never
heard, listen to her story, and tender
my sympathy and aid. I glanced at
my watch. It was already after four.
“Delayed in transmission” was
stamped across the telegraph form—
I learned later that it had lain half
the day in Annandale, New York—
so that I was now face to face with
the situation, and without opportunity
to fling his orders hack to Stoddard
if I wanted to. Nor did I even know
Stamford from Stamboul. and I am
rot yet clear in my mind—being an
Irishman with rather vague notions of
American geography—whether Con
necticut is north or south of Massa
chusetts.
“Ijima!”
I called my Japanese boy from Ihe
boathouse, and he appeared, paint
brush in hand.
‘ Order the double trap, and tell
them to hurry.”
I reflected, as I picked up my coat
and walked toward the house, that if
any one but Paul Stoddard had sent
me such a message I should most cer
tainly have ignored it; but I knew him
as a man who did not make demands
or impose obligations lightly. As the
founder and superior of the Protestant
religious Order of the Brothers of
Bethlehem he was, I knew, an ex
ceedingly busy man. His religious
house was in the Virginia mountains;
but he spent much time in quiet, hum
ble service in city slums, in lumber
camps, in the mines of Pennsylvania;
and occasionally he appeared like a
prophet from the wilderness in some
great church of New York, and
preached with a marvelous eloquence
to wondering throngs.
The trap swung into the arched
driveway and I bade the coachman
make haste to the Annandale station
The hand:ome bays were soon trot
ting swiftly toward the village, while
I drew on my gloves and considered
J.he situation. A certain Miss Hol
brook, of whose existence I had been
utterly ignorant an hour before, was
about to arrive at Annandale. A
clergyman, whom I had not seen for
two years, had telegraphed me from
a town in Connecticut to meet this
person, conduct her to St. Agatha’s
school—just closed for the summer, as
1 knew—and to volunteer my servit*?
in difficulties that were darkly indi
cated in a telegram of 45 words. The
sender of the message I knew to be
a serious character, and a gentleman
of distinguished social connections.
The name of the lady signified noth
ing except that she was unmarried;
and as Stoddard's acquaintance was
among all sorts and conditions of
men I could assume nothing more
thaa that the unknown had appealed
to him as a priest and that he had
sent her to Lake Annandale to shake
oil the burdens of the world in the
conventual air of St. Agatha's.
The Chicago express whistled for!
Annandale just as we gained the edge !
of the village. It paused a grudging
moment anil watt gone before we
reached the station. I jumped out
and ran through the waiting room to
the' platform. *>e agent was
gathering up the mail bags, while an
assistant loaded a truck with trunks.
I glanced about, and the moment was
an important one in my life. Stand
ing qu.te alone beside several pieces
of hand baggage was a lady—unmis,
takably a lady—leaning lightly upon
an umbrella, and holding under her
arm a magazine. She was clad in
brown, from bonnet to shoes; the um
brella and magazine cover were of
like tint, and even the suitcase near
est her struck the same note of coior.
There was no doubt whatever as to
her identity; I did not hesitate a mo
ment; the lady in brown was Miss
Holbrook, and she was an old lady, a
dear, bewitching old lady, and as 1
stepped toward her, her eyes bright
ened—they, too, were brown!—and
she put out her brown-gloved hand
with a gesture so frank and cordial
that I was won at once.
"Mr. Donovan—Mr. Laurance Dono
van—I am sure of it!”
"Miss Holbrook—I am equally con
fident!” I said. "I am sorry to be late,
“Well, He Can Hardly Find Her Here.”
but Father Stoddard's message was
delayed.”
“You are kind to respond at all,”
she said, her wonderful' eyes upon
me; “but Father Stoddard said you
would not fail me.”
“He is a man of great faith! But
I have a trap waiting. We can talk
more comfortably at St. Agatha’s.”
“Yes; we are to go to the school.
Father Stoddard kindly arranged it.
It is quite secluded, he assured me.”
“You will not be disappointed. Miss
Holbrook, if seclusion is what you
seek.”
I picked up the brcwn bag and
turned away, but she •waited and
glanced about. Her "we” had puzzled
me; perhaps she had brought a maid,
and I followed her glance toward the
window of the telegraph office.
“Oh, Helen; my niece, Helen Hol
brook, is with me. I wished to wire
some instructions to my housekeeper
at home. Father Stoddard may not
have explained—that it is partly on
Helen's account that I am coming
here.”
“No; he explained nothing—merely
gave me my instructions,” I laughed.
“Ho gives orders in a most militant
fashion.”
In a moment I had been presented
to the niece, and had noted that she
was; considerably above her aunt’s
height; that she was dark, with eyes
that seemed quite black in certain
lights, and that she bowed, as her
aunt presented me, without offering
her hand, and murmured my name in
a voice musical, deep and full, and
agreeable to hear.
She took their cheeks from her
purse, and I called the porter and
arranged for the transfer of their bag
gage to St. Agatha’s. We were soon
in the trap with the bays carrying us
at a lively clip along the lake road.
“There’s a summer resort some
where on the lake; how far is that
frcm the school?” asked the girl.
"That’s Port Antiandale. It’s two
or three miles from St. Agatha's,” 1
replied. "On this side and all the
way to the school there are farms.
Port Annandale lies yonder.”
‘Of course we shall see nothing of
it,” said the younger Miss Holbrook
with finality.
I sought in vain for any resem
blance between the two women; they
were utterly unlike. The little brown
iady was interested and responsive
enough: she turned toward her niece
with undisguised affection as we
talked, but I caught several times a
look of unhappiness in her face, and
the brow that Time bad not touched
gathered in lines of anxiety and care.
The girl's manner toward her aunt
was wholly kind and sympathetic.
“I'm sure it will be delightful here,
Aunt Pat. Wild roses and blue water!
I'm quite in love with the pretty lake
already.”
This was my first introduction to
the diminutive of Patricia, and it
seemed very fitting, and as delightful
as the dear little woman herself. She
must have caught my smile as the
niece so addressed her for the first
time and she smiled back at me in her
charming fashion.
“You are an Irishman, Mr. Donovan,
and Pat must sound natural.”
“Oh, all who love Aunt Patricia call
her Aunt Pat!” exclaimed the girl.
"Then Miss Holbrook undoubtedly
hears it often,” said I, and was at
once sorry for my bit of blarney, for
the tears shone suddenly in the dear
brown eyes, and the niece recurred to
the summer landscape as a topic, and
talked of the Olenarm place, whose
stone wall we were now passing, un
til we drove into the grounds of St.
Agatha’s and up to the main entrance
of the school, where a sister in the
srown garb of her order stood wait
ing.
I first introduced myself to Sister
Margaret, who was in charge, and
then presented the two ladies who
were to be her guests. Sister Marga
ret said just the right thing to every
one, and I was glad to find her so
capable a i ?” on, fully able to care
for these -■ without aid from my
side of the wall.
“Helen, if you will see our things
disposed of I will detain Mr. Donovan
a few minutes,” said Miss Holbrook.
“Or I can come again in an hour—f
am your near neighbor,” I remarked,
thinking she might wish to rest from
her journey.
“I am quite ready,” she replied, and
I bowed to Helen Holbrook and to Sis
ter Margaret, who went out, followed
by the maid. Miss Pat—you will par
don me if I begin at once to call her
by this name, but it fits her so capi
tally, it is so much a part of her, that
I cannot resist—Miss Pat put off her
bonnet without fuss, placed it on the
table and sat down in a window seat |
whence the nearer shore of the lake
was visible across the strip of smooth
lawn.
“Will you piease close the door?”
she said, and when I came back to the
window she began at once.
“It is not pleasant, as you must
understand, to expla n to a stranger
an intimate and painful family trouble.
But Father Stoddard advised me to be
quite frank with you.”
“That is the best way, if there is a
possibility that I may be of service,”
I said in the gentlest tone I could
command. “But tell me no more than
you wish. I am wholly at your serv
ice without explanations.”
“It is in reference to my brother;
he has caused me a great deal of
trouble. When my father died nearly
ten years ago—he lived to a great
age—he left a considerable estate, a
large fortune. A part of it was di
vided at once among my two brothers
ana myseir. ine remainder, amount
ing to $1,000,000, was left to me, with
the stipulation that I was to make a
further division between my brothers
at the end of ten years, or at my dis
cretion. I was older than my broth
ers, much older, and my father left
me with this responsibility, not know
ing wh«nt it would lead to. Henry
and Arthur succeeded to my father’s
business, the banking firm of Hol
brook Brothers, in New York. The
bank continued to prosper for a time;
l hen it collapsed suddenly. The debts
were all paid, but Arthur disappeared
—there were unpleasant rumors—”
She paused a moment, and looked
out of the window toward the lake,
and I saw her clasped hands tighten;
but she went on bravely.
“That was seven years ago. Since
then Henry has insisted on the final
division of the property. My father
had a high sense of honor and he stip
ulated that if either of his sons should
be guilty of any dishonorable act he
should forfeit his half of the $1,000,
000. Henry insists that Arthur has
forfeited his rights and that the
amount withheld should be paid to
him now; but his conduct has been
such that I feel 1 should serve him ill
to pay him so large a sum of money.
Moreover, I owe something to his
daughter—to Helen. Owing to her fa
ther's reckless life I have had her
make her home with me for several
years. She is a noble girl, and very
beautiful—you must have seen, Mr.
Donovan, that she is an unusually
heauliful girl.”
“Yes.” I assented.
“And better than that," she said,
with feel.ng, “she is a lovely char
acter.”
I nodded, touched to see how com
pletely Helen Holbrook filled and sat
isfied her aunt’s life. Miss Pat con
tinued her story.
“My brother first sought to frighten
tne into a settlement by menacing my
own peace; and now he includes Hel
en in h:s animosity. My house at
Stamford was set on fire a month ago;
then thieves entered it and I was
obliged to leave. We arranged to go
abroad, but when we got to the steam
er we found Henry waiting with a
threat to follow us if I did not accede
to his demands. It was Father Stod
dard who suggested this place, and
we came by a circuitous route, paus
ing here and there to see whether we
were followed. You can imagine how
distressing—how wretched all this
has been.”
“Yes; it is a sad story, Miss Hol
brook. But you are not likely to be
J
molested here. You have a lake on
one side,, a high wall shuts off the
road, and I beg you to accept me as
your near neighbor and protector. The
servants at Mr. Glenarm’s house have
been with him for several years and
are undoubtedly trustworthy. Il is
not likely that your brother will fmd
you here, but if he should—we will
deal with that situation when the time
comes!”
“You are very reassuring, no doubt
we shall not need to call on you And
I hope you understand,” she continued,
“that it is not.to keep the money that
I wish to avoid my brother: that if it
were wise to make this further di
vision at this time and it were for j
his good, I should be glad to give ;
him all—every penny of it.”
“Pardon me, but the other brother
—he has not made similar demands
—you do not fear him?” I inquired,
with some hesitation.
"No—no!” And a tremulous smile
played about her lips. “Poor Arthur!
He must be dead. He ran away after ;
the bank failure and I have never
heard from him since. He and Henry j
were very unlike, and I always felt |
more closely attached to Arthur. He
was not brilliant, like Henry; he was
gentle and quiet in his ways, and fa
ther was often impatient with him.
Henry has been very bitter toward
Arthur and has appealed to me on the
score of Arthur's ill-doing. It took all
his own fortune, he says, to save Ar
thur and the family name from dis
honor.'’
She was remarkably composed
throughout this recital, and I mar
veled at her more and more. Now,
after a moment’s silence, she turned
to me with a smile.
“We have been annoyed in anotlwc
way. It is so ridiculous that I hesi
tate to tell you of it—”
“Pray do not—you need tell me
nothing more, Miss Holbrook.” •
"It is best for you to know. My
niece has been annoyed the past year
by the attentions of a young man
whom she greatly dislikes and whose
persistence distresses her very much
indeed.”
"Well, he can hardly find her here;
and if he should—”
Miss Holbrook folded her arms
upon her knees and smiled, bending
toward me.
“Ch!” she exclaimed; “he isn’t a
violent person, Mr. Donovan. He's
silly, absurd, idiotic! You need fear
no violence from him.”
“And of course your niece is not in
terested—he's not a fellow to appeal
to her imagination.”
“That is quite true; and then in
present unhappy circumstances, with
her father hanging over her like a
menace, marriage is far from her
thoughts. She feels that even if she
were attached to a man and wished to
marry, she could not. I wish she did
not feel so; I should be glad to see
her married and settled in her own
home. It's a very dreadful thing, as
you can understand, for brother and
sister and father and child to be ar
rayed against one another.”
1 wished to guide the talk into
cheerful'.er channels before leaving.
Miss Pat seemed amused by the
(hought of the unwelcome suitor, and
1 determined to leave her with some
word in reference to him.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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TRAINING THE FEEBLE STEPS.
Cent School Was a Worthy Ancestor
of the Kindergarten.
A cent school Is so called because
the children who wme to it bring
each one cent, clutched tightly in i
little hand, or knotted in the corner
of a handkerchief, a daily offering. It
the cent is forgotten, or lost on the
way, the child goes home for another
that is all, and has scolding for care
lessness Into the bargain. The littles'
children go to it—used to go, rather
for indeed this should all be in the
past tense rather than the present
the cent school being a thing of th«
past and, as one might say, a great
aunt of the present kindergarten, an
old woman from the country, who Is
rather plain In her ways. Eunice
Swain would have thought a kinder
garten foolishness. Her children did
cot come to schyol to be amused, but
to work. She put them on benches in
her big kitchen, because it was warm
ihere, and sat in the dining room door
and taught them, or chastised them,
as the spirit bade her. She taught the
three Rs, and manners, and truth tell
ing, and, above all, humility, impress
ing on these infants daily that they
belonged to a generation, not of vi
pers exactly, but of weaklings'—L. .H.
Sturdevan.. in Atlantic.
East for Their Ancestors.
The Chinese are rapacious eaters at
the feasts which are given in honor
of their ancestors. At these feasts the
tables groan with all the good things
which the most efficient cooks can
provide—pork, snow white rice, pick
led cucumbers, chickens, ducks and
bird’s nest soup. For some minutes
before the feast the six or seven hun
dred men sit at the tables in silence.
Then at a given signal begin the clink
ing of chopsticks and the noise of
indrawn breaths by which the Chi
nese cool the hot mouthfuls of rice
which they shovel down their throats
Presently, when the hot samshu be
gins to work and the faces become
flushed, a babel of voices fills thv
temple.
, Out of Reckoning.
Mrs. Gotham—I never caught you
kissing the policeman on this beat,
Bridget?
Bridget—No. ma’am, and you never
will.
“Never, Bridget?”
“No, ma’am, for he’s me husband.”
—Yonkers Statesman.
HAD A BETTER SUGGESTION
And, Coupled with the Unchaining of
the Dog, It Was Carried
Unanimously.
“Well!” demanded the stern-faced
woman as she leaned over the red
J handled broom, "what do you want?”
"Lady,” said the wayfarer, with the
long beard and mattPd hair, "I’m an
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"Well, what have 1 to do with that?”
“Why—er—I was thinking if you
could spare me a quarter to get a
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in the role of Virginius."
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with a curl of her thin lip. “Go up to
the town without a shave and a hair
cut and get a job in the role of Rip
Van Winkle.
And before he could say another
word she started to unchain the dog.
Object of Increased Solicitude.
“There never was a time when the
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“That’s right,” answered Mr. Corn
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good health smile that CAS
CARETS will give you—as
a result from the care of
Constipation—ora torpid liver.
It’s so easy—do it—you’ll see.
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CASCARETS JOc a bo* fora week's
treatment, all druggists. Biggest seller
In tile world. Million boxes a month.
The Modern Razor
NO STROPPING NO HONING
KNOWN THE WORLD OVER
W. N. U., OMAHA, NO. 44-19:3.
Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription
Is the best of all medicines for the cure of diseases,
disorders and weaknesses peculiar to women. It is the
only preparation of its kind devised by a regularly gradu
ated physician—an experienced and skilled specialist in
the diseases of women.
It » a safe medicine in any condition of the system.
'I tlE ONE REMEDY which contains no alcohol
and no injurious habit-forming drugs and which
creates no craving for such stimulants.
T HE ONE REMEDY so good that: its makers
are not afraid to print its every ingredient on
each outside bottle'wrapper and attest to the
truthfulness of the some under oath.
It is sold by medicine dealers everywhere, and any dealer who hasn’t it earn
get it. Don’t take a substitute of unknown composition for this medicine op
known composition. No counterfeit is as. good as the genuine and the druggist
who says something else is “just as good as Dr. Pierce’s” is either mistaken
or is trying to deceive you for his own selfish benefit. Such a man is not to be
trusted. He is trifling with your most priceless possession—your health- -
may be your life itself. See that you get what you ask for.
The Wizard of Horticulture
Hon. Luther Burbank
says: “Delicious is a gem—the finest
apple in all the world. It is the best in
quality of any apple I have so far tested.”
And Mr. Burbank knows.
Delicious is but one of the hundreds
of good things in Stark Trees—the good
things you should know about before you
plant this fall or next spring.
Let us tell you about them by writing
to-day for our complete, illustrated price
list-catalogue which describes our com
plete line of fruit trees, ornamentals, etc.
W anted
A Bright, Capable Man
in each county of this state to sell Stark
Trees on commission. No previous ex
perience necessary. The work is pleasant,
clean work, highly profitable; and the po
sitions are permanent to the right men.
Many of our salesmen are earning $50
to $S0 per month and expenses; some are
making more. You can do as well or
better if you’re a hustler and trying to
succeed.
No investment called for; we furnish
complete order-getting outfit freeand the
most liberal contract.
For complete information address the Sales Manager o#
Stark Bros., N. & O. Co., Louisiana, Mo.
Smokeless Oil Heater
The automatically-locking Smokeless Device is an ex
clusive feature of the Perfection Oil Heater. TMs
Automatic Smokeless Device
doesn’t allow the wick to rise to a point where it CAN smoke, yet
permits a strong flame that sheds a steady, glowing heat without a
whiff of smoke.
No other heater in the world compares with the
PERFECTION
Oil Heater
(Equipped with Smokeless Device)
Turn the wick high or low—no
smoke, no smell. Burns for 9 hours
with one filling.
The locking device on the inside of
the draught tube holds the wick below
the smoke zone—always responds, and
automatically, insuring perfect combus
tion and utmost heat without the slight
est trace of smoke. Oil Indicator.
Damper top. Cool handle. Finished
in Nickel or Japan in a variety of styles.
Every Dealer Everywhere If Not Years, Write for Descriptive Circular
ta the Nearest Agency of the
STANDARD OIL COMPANY
(Incorporated)