The Wingham Times, 1913-10-23, Page 9THE WINGIIAM THMES, OCTOBER 23. 1913
The Siege
of the
Seven Suitors
By
`MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Copyright, 19111, by Meredith Maoism'
` Sitnpty ihie, Miss Hollister, it x
•must answer. 1 had offered to fight
-these three gentlemen In order. It was
.:agreed that the man who drew the
jack of clubs from the pack with
•which they had been playing should
rbe my first victim. They have shuffled
"their own cards and have drawn the
whole pack and there is no jack of
clubs in the pack! The only possible
••explanation is one to which I hesitate
'to apply the obvious plain Saxon
!terms."
"It dropped out, that's all! You
'don't dare pretend that we threw out
the jack to avoid drawing it!" protest-
ed Ormsby, though 1 saw from the
glances the trio exchanged that they
suspected one another. Ormsby and
'Gorse bent down to look for the miss-
ing card. but before they found it I
stepped forward and drove my fist
upon the table with all the power I
could put into the blow.
"Stop!" I cried. "T gave you every
opportunity to stand up and take a
trouncing, but I need hardly say that
after this contemptible knavery I re -
:fuse to soil my hands on you!"
"Do you insinuate"-hegnn Hender-
son, jumping to his feet.
"Gentlemen," sai. Miss Hollister,
'lifting the riding crop. "it is perfectly
clear to roe that Mr. Ames has gone as ,
far as any gentleman need go in pro-
tect.ing his honor."
With one sweep of her crop she
brushed to the floor the three piles of
• cards that lay on the tnhle as they had
!been stacked when drawn.
"Arnold." she said. with indescrib-
` able dignity, "will you kindly attend
ane to my horse?"
• CHAPTER XXII.
Under the Old Flooring.
STABLE BOY held Miss Octa-
via's horse at the inn door.
Her face, her figure, her voice
expressed outraged dignity as
she tested the saddle girth.
"You need never tell me what had
happened to provoke your wrath, for
that is none ofbmy affair. but 1 wish to
say that your conduct and bearing won
,my highest approval. They had un-
doubtedly hidden the jack of clubs to
:avoid the drubbing you would have
'administered to the unfortunate man
who would have drawn that card if it
'had been in the pack."
"I was not in the slightest danger at
.any time, Miss Hollister," I protested.
"By one of those tricks of fate to
which you and i are becoming so ac-
customed the card had fallen to the
;floor unnoticed. If you had not arrived.
.so opportunely the lost jack would have
been discovered, the cards reshuffled,
and very likely Mr. Ormsby would have
been dusting the inn floor with me at
,this very minute."
"I refuse to believe any such thing,"
,declared Miss Octavia. who had mount-
ed and continued speaking from the
saddle. "Your perfect confidence was
admirable, and I shudder to think of
the terrible punishment you would
have given them."
If Miss Octavia wished to view my
performances in this flattering light it
seemed unnecessary to object. .
"It was only a pleasant incident of
the day's worle, Miss Hollister. I'm go-
ing to engage a squire and take to the
open road as soon as all this is over."
"As soon as all what is over?" she de-
manded, eying me keenly.
"Oh, the work I've undertaken to do
here. I flatter myself that T have made
'some progress, but within twenty-four
hours I dare say that we shall have
seen the end."
"four word; are not wholly lumf-
would Faint aril Fall Dom
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Seem Ali Bold.
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and issk ,desats t a_ l._l." ;;;Si ev_ry kind.
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aid my tettie v r,!3 eti all gene. I
was advi. ed 1.y rrnuc '!f til.: friends is
try Neter 1=efer ANL) N,etv„ Pmts. I
only u1e,i three b,rtes, ,e._L I ::an say I
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HEZESIAH
nous. Arnold
"It is much better that it sbnuld he
so. Yon have trusted use so far, end
1 have no Intention of tuiliu; yutn NOW.
If I say that the crinis Is near at hand,
in a certain matter that interests yoq
greatly. you will understand tint I ant
not striking ignorantly In the dark."
"if you know what I suspect you
know. Arneld Antes, you are even
shrewder than I thought you, and you
had already taken a high place in my
regard."
"Will you tell me just how' yon
came to visit the inn at this particular
hour?"
"Nothing could be simpler. I had
luncheon at the house of a friend on
whom 1 called. Cecilia had left me
to continue her ride alone, and on my
way home i thought I would ride by
the Prescott. Arris to see how the
guests were faring. You see" -she
paused and gave a twitch to her hat
to prolong my suspense -"you see, I
own the Prescott Arms!"
With this she rode away, and not
caring to risk a further meeting with
the angry suitors from whom Miss
Octavia had rescued me by so narrow
a margin, I set off across the field to-
ward Hopedeld. From the stile I saw
Miss Octavia in the highway half a
mile distant, sending her horse along
at a spirited canter. I reached the
house without further adventures, was
served with a cold luncheon in my
room, and by the time I had changed
my clothes Miss Octavia sent me word
that Pepperton had arrived.
Miss Octavia and the architect were
conversing earnestly when I reached
the library, and from the abruptness
with which they ceased on my en-
trance I imagined that I had been the
subject of their talk. Pepperton is not
only one of the finest architects Amer-
ica bas produced, but one of the jolil-
est of fellows. He grasped my hand
cordially and pointed to the fireplace.
"So you've at last found one of my
jobs to overhaul, have you? You
mustn't let this get out on me, old
man; it would shatter my reputation!"
"Please observe that the flue is draw-
ing splendidly now," I answered. "A
ghost had been strolling up and down
the chimney, but now that I have
found his lair he will not trouble Miss
Hollister's fireplaces again."
! "1 have waited for your arrival, Mr.
Pepperton, that we night have the
1 benefit of your knowledge of the house
in following the trail of this ghost
which Arnold has discovered. But we
must give Arnold credit for effecting
the discovery alone and unaided. I de-
stroyed the plans 1 obtained from your
office so that Arnold might be fully
, tested as to his capacity for managing
the most difficult situations.'
When Miss Octavia first referred to
me as Arnold, Peppertou raised his
brows a trifle; the second time he
glanced at me laughingly. He seemed
greatly amused by :Hiss Octavia's seri-
ousness, but her amiable attitude to-
ward me clearly puzzled him.
"It takes a good man to uncover a
thing 1 try to hide. I said nothing to
you, Miss Hollister, about the retention
within the walls of this house of parts
of an old one that formerly occupied
the site for the reason that I thought
you might refuse to buy ttie estate.
The gentleman for whom I built Hope -
field was superstitious, as many men
of advanced years are, as to the build-
ing of a new house, and as the site he
chose Is one of the finest in the country
he compelled me to construct this house
-wbfch is the most satisfactory I have
built-in such manner that enough of
the old should be kept intact to soothe
.his .superstitious soul with the idea
that he had merely altered an old
house, not built a new one. As it is
the architect's business to yield to
such caprices, I obeyed him strictly.
So there nre two rooms of an old farm-
house hidden ruder the east wing, and
it amused me once I had got into it to
preserve part of the old stairway and
connect the retained chambers with
the upper hall of this house. 1 had to
patch the orlgina I r fair, which was
only one flight, w!ia discarded lumber
from the old house, but 1 flatter myself
that 1 managed it' neatly. I even saved
what we were doing. I^might TAW
known, though, that if a fellow as clev-
er as Antes got to pecking et the house
the trick would be discovered; But tile
chimney, old wan-what'on earth war
the matter with it?"
"It will never happen again, and I
promised the . ghost never to tell bqw
it was done." •
"You were quite right In doing that,
Arnold, a ghost's secrets should be
sacred; but let us now proceed to the
hidden chambers," said Miss Hollister,
rising without further ado.
She summoned Cecilia, to whom we
explained matters briefly, and at Pep-
perton's suggestion the four of us went
directly to the fourth floor, so that
Miss Octavia might see the whole con-
trivance In the most effective manner
possible.
My awkward pen falters in the at-
tempt to convey any Idea of Miss Oc-
tavia's delight in Pepperton's revela-
tion. She kept repeating her admira-
tion of his genius, and her praise of
my cleverness, which, to protect Heze-
klab, I was forced to accept meekly.
When in broad daylight Pepperton
found and pressed the spring in the
upper hall, and the hidden door opened
with a slowness that indicated a real-
ization of its own dramatic value, Miss
Octavio cried out gleefully, like a child
that witnesses the manipulation of a
new and wonderful toy.
"Beyond any question," she kept as-
serting, "beneath the chambers of the
old house down there we shall find the
bones of that British soldier who per-
ished here, or It is even possible that
a chest of hidden treasure is concealed
beneath the floor."
We were lighting candles prepara-
tory to stepping down into the dark
stairway, and Pepperton was plainly
bard put to keep from laughing,
Miss Octavia followed Pepperton
slowly, pausing frequently to bold her
candle close to the stair wails, whose
rough surfaces confirmed all that Pep-
perton had said of the preservation of
the old timbers. I had brought a
handful of candles, and when we bad
reached the dark rooms beneath I
lighted these and set them up in the
black corners of the old rooms, in
which, Miss Octavia remarked, not
even the wall paper bad been disturb-
ed. The exit into the coal cellar and
concealed openings left for ventilation
which bad escaped me before, were
now pointed out by the architect, who
kept laughing at the huge joke of it all.
Miss Octavia searched thoroughly
for any signs of a trapdoor beneath
which the bones of the British soldier
might repose.
If I had foreseen her persistence in
clinging to the tradition of the ill fated
Briton I should have taken the trouble
to hide a few bones under the flooring.
Miss Octavio had brought a stick from
the coal room and was thumping the
floor with it even while Pepperton tried
to discourage her further investiga-
tions. We were all ranged about her
with our candles, and these, with the
others I had tbrnst into the corners,
lighted the room well.
"1'm afraid you've seen the whole of
it, Miss Hollister," said Pepperton.
"The old house was built after the
Revolution, 1 judge, but your British
soldier was probably left hanging to a
tree and never buried at all."
Miss Octavia had been over the floors
of the two rooms twice and was about
to desist. She made her last stand in the
corner of the smaller room, and as we
all stood bolding our lights we were
conscious that the dull, monotonous
thump suddenly changed its tone.
"Do you hear that, gentlemen?"
She subdued her gratification in the
rebuking glance she gave us. Calm
and unhurried, she rested a moment on
her stick, with the candle's soft glow
about her, a smile ineffably sweet on
her face.
"The timbers may have rotted away
underneath. We didn't raise these
floors;" said Pepperton, but we both
dropped to our knees and brought all
the candle light to bear upon the floor-
ing. Dust and mortar, shaken loose in
the destruction of the house, filled the
cracks. Pepperton, deeply absorbed,
continued to sound the corner with his
knuckles.
"It really looks as though these
boards had been cut for some purpose,"
he said, whipping out his knife.
1 ran to the kindling room and found
a hatchet, and when I returned he had
dug the dirt out of the edges of the
floor planks. Silence held us all as I
set to prying up the boards.
"I beg of you to exercise the great-
est care, gentlemen. If bones are in-
terred here we must do them no sacri-
lege," warned Miss Octavia.
By this time we all, I think, began to
believe that the flooring might really
have been cut in this corner of the old
room to permit the hiding of some-
thing. The old planks clung stub-
bornly to their joists, but after I
had loosened one the others came up
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the lid of some sort of box.
It must have been nearly 6 o'clock
when we dragged out into that .candle
lighted chamber n stout, well fashion-
ed box. The earth clung to its sides
jealously, and it was bound with strips
of brass that shone brightly where the
scraping of our tools bad burnished it.
We pried off the heavy lock with a
good deal of difficulty, and when it
was free Miss Octavia asserted her
right to the treasure trove with much
calmness.
"I should never forgive myself if I
allowed this opportunity to pass. You
must permit me to have the first look."
CHAPTER XXIII.
The Ghost of Adoniram Caldwell.
I; gathered close about her
as she knelt beside the box.
My baud shook as I held
my candle, and I think Miss
Octavia was the only one in the room
who showed no nervousness.
\Ve all exclaimed in various keys as
the light fell upon the open chest.
The musty odor of old garments greet-
ed us at once. The box was well fill-
ed, and its contents were neatly ar-
ranged.
"It's his ragged regimentals!" cried
Cecilia, as we unfolded an officer's
coat of blue and buff, sadly decrepit
and faded, "and he was not a British
soldier at all, but an American pa-
triot."
Time and service had dealt even
more harshly with an American flag
on which the thirteen white stars
floated dimly on the dull blue field. It
had been bound tightly about a packet
of papers which Miss Octavia asked
Pepperton to examine.
"These are commissions appointing a
certain Adoniram Caldwell to various
positions in the Continental army.
Adoniram had the right stuff in him.
Here he's discharged as a private to
become an ensign, rose from ensign to
colonel and seems to have been in most
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quickly, and the smell of dry earth of testing DR. DOW!,Eit'S IiXTRACT 01?
filled the room. Pepperton had, at Miss \Jtr,n S1'ltntvn1RRY, I might say it is the
Oetavia's ditection
, brought a chisel only remedy I would recommend, Last
and crowbar from the toolroom in the summer, I had a very severe attack of
cellar, and he stood ready with these D!n.rrlicra and Vomiting. My doctor
when I tore up the last board, diselos- treated me w ithcitt result, and friends
ing an oblong space about five feet
tong and slightly over three feet wide. t11vi',ed ne to try the abt,ve remedy•
We were all excited now. The edge •i ftcr a fet� d c c, 1 w'is e<,me h'tcly cured.
of the bar struck repeatedly against 1 ever !ince T have r r been with -
of used it with
:rani. 1
something that resisted s arp Y. It d t},e elxttinildrethe. n, and i.aa the :elute: result.
might have been a root, but Pep -t have recommended it to several of my
perton shifted the point of attack the it ciis who also loin with nit in saying
same booming sound answered to the that Da. Powt.t:.:'i, I:xznnci or WILT/
prodding. Pepperton now thought it eLeteh •II;RrRvall is lite greranse..t remedy on
might be only an empty cask or a box earth xfosummer coplaiuts."
the old nails to avert the wrath of the of no interest whatever, but Miss Octa- Dr. Tiowi.i;R' " has been on the mar -
evil spirits. When the umbrella and via, hovering close with a candle, en -"ti for aver ilii v•1 irk, and so popular has
dyspepsia cure man died -for he did couraged us to go on. 1t become that iu my d' 'itr try to sub-
stitute other olid cheap..r preparations.
die, as you know -I believed the secret We worked on sllently, Pepperton sure a td ref what you asp: for,
had died with him, its he was very sen -
loosening the soil with the bar while I
sitive about his superstitious. Most 0f shoveled it out. In half an hour we had F= ce: 33 c r.tc.
the laborers en that part of the job revealed a long, flat wooden surface, I Mantuaetur ,1 0: i•, by The T. :.til -
wore brought from a long distance, and which to our anxious imaginations was teeei Co„ Limited, 'T create, Ont,
x supposed they never realty knew lust
of the big noitiss. 'laoc gallantry Tn
the recent engagement at Stony point,
on recommendation of General An-
thony Wayne' -by ,love, that does rath-
er carry you back:"
Halt a dozen of these documents
traced Adoniram Caldwell's career to
the end of the Revolution and his re-
tirement from the military service with
the rank of colonel. A sealed letter
attached to these commissions next
held our attention. it was addressed
"To Whom It May Concern."
"1 suppose it concerns us as much as
anybody," remarked Miss Oetavia,
"What do you say, gentlemen? Shall
we open it?"
We all demanded breathlessly that
she break the seal, and we were soon
pending over her with our lights. The
ink had blurred, and ill spots rust had
obliterated the writing:
1. Roger Hartley Wiggins, some time
Knowe as Adomraen Caldtvell-
'•I1;rtley Wiggins:" we gasped. And
I felt Cecilla's hand clasp my arm.
Hiss Oetarie continued reading, and
as she wits obliged to pause erten and
refer illegible Hues to the rest of us 1
"It's his ragged regimentals!" cried
Cecilia.
have copied the following from the let-
ter
etter itself, with only slight changes Of
punctuation and spelling:
I, Roger Hartley Wiggins, some time
known as Adordram Caldwell, having now
resumed my proper name and being about
to marry and slaving begun the construc-
tion of a habitation for myself wherein
to end my days, truthfully set forth these
matters:
My father, Hiram Wiggins of Rhode Is-
land, having supported the royalist cause
in our late war for independence and an-
gered by my friendliness to the patriots,
and he, with " • " brothers and sister hav-
ing returned to England after the evac-
uation of Boston, 1 joined the Continental
troops under General Putnam on Long
Island in July, 1776, serving In various
commands thereafter to the best or my
ability to the end. " • • My father has
now returned to Rhode Island and has, 1
learn, been making inquiries touching my
whereabouts and condition, so that I have
every hope that we may become recon-
ciled. Yet as my services to the country
were against has wishes and caused so
much harshness and heartache, and being
now come into a part of the country
where I am unlcnow•n, 1 ane decided to re-
sume my rightful name, that my wife and
children may bear it and in the hope that
1 may myself yet add to it some lion -
on «r.
Nor shall my wire or any children that
may be born to me know from me
(badly blurred). 5 et, nut caring to de-
stroy niy sword, which 1 bore with some
cradit nor these testimonials of respect
and confidence 1 received as Adoniram
Caldwell at various times and frons vart-
uus personages of renown, both civilians
and in the military service, 1 place them
under my house now building, where 1
hope in God's care to end my days in
peace. I would in tike case make like
choice again.
Tent lines following this were wholly
illegible, but just before the date (June
17, 1780) and the signature, which was
written large, was this:
God preserve these American states that
they endure in unity and concord forever!
We had all been moved by the read-
ing of this lona, lost letter, and Miss
Octavia's voice had faltered several
times.
"Mr. Wiggins once told me that his
great-grandfather had lived somewhere
in Westchester county, but 1 fancy he
had no idea that Iiopefield was the
identical spot," remarked Miss Octa-
via. "It seems incredible, and yet I
dare say the hand of fate is in it,"
"Oh, it's so wonderful; so beyond be-
lief!" cried Cecilia, reverently folding
the letter, whirl', I observed, she re-
tained in her own Hanoi.
"It's wonderful," added Miss Octa-
via promptly, taking the sword, which
Pepperton had with difficulty drawn
from its battered scabbard, "that even
a discerning woman like me could have
heen so mistaken. 1 recall with humil-
ity that last Fourth of .1uly, at Berlin,
1 reprimanded Mr. Wiggins severely
because his family had not been repre-
sented in the war for American inde-
pendence. By the irony of circum-
stances it becomes wy duty to present
to trim the very sword that his admi-
rable great-grandfather bore in that
momentous struggle."
Several copies of New York newspa-
pers, half a dozen French gold coins,
the mieiattu'e of a 'woman's fade,
which we assumed to he that of Iloger
Wiggins' mother or sister, were briefly
examined; then by "Hiss Octavia's or-
ders we carefully returned everything
to the chest. Several packets of let-
ters we did not open,
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"Arnold," she said when we had
rinsed the chest, "will you and Mr.
Pepperton kindly carry that box to my
room? No servant's hand shall touch
it. anti 1 shall myself give It to Mr.
Wiggins at the earliest opportunity"
\t'e had lost trach of time 1n those
hidden rooms, preserved by the whim
of one plan that the secret of another
might be dlsrovei'ed, and found with
surprise, after the chest had been car-
ried to Miss Octavia's apartments, that
tt was after 7 o'clock. We had been in
the bidden rooms for more than three
hours.
"We shall bave much to talk about,
tonight, and 1 fancy we are all a good
deal shaken. it's not often we receive
a letter from a dead men, so we shall
admit no callers tonight unless, in -
,teed, Mr. Wiggins should chance to
'ome," announced Miss Octavia. "The
next time Hartley Wiggins visits this
'Louse be snail come 115 a conquering
Aero."
"I hope so," replied Cecilia brokenly.
We were still at dinner when the
liras of Dick and the other suitors I
sad last seen at the Prescott Arms
were brought in; but Wiggins made no
einn, and I wondered.
* * * >a: :1, *
The ratan who looked after wy needs
handed me a note the next morning
which added fresh hazards to Cecilia's
already perilous plight.
"Left with the gardener before 6
o'clock by a boy from the village.
Said it was most confidential, sir."
I waited till he had left the room be-
fore opening it. It read:
Gooseberry Rungalow,
Before Breakfast.
Dear Chimneys -Pep :topped here yes-
terday to see B. H. He and C. old pals.
Watch him. Where's Wig? H. IL
The information she conveyed was
startling enough. We had been deal-
ing with a company of suitors outside
the barricade, now came warning of
the presence of a strange knight with-
in tlee gates who greatly Multiplied
the perils of the sitietti'in. The com-
pact among the suitors at. the inn was
a thing of the past, and I now ex-
pected them to exercise all the in-
genuity of which desperate lovers are
capable in pressing their claims. The
fact that both Wixz::ins curl Pepper -
ton were old frieur,s of urine did not
make my task easier. I not only reit
it incumbent on nae to prevent Diek,
the holder of the clew. free) taking ad-
vantage of it, but knowing ('erilia's
own attitude of mind and heart toward
Wiggins I wished to save Pepperton
the pain of rejeetiou if it could be
done.
But what did Ilezelciah mean by the
questinu with whieh she cudod her
note? If \\'iggitis, stiial•tiieg under Ce-
cilia's treatment of him the day before,
had quit the field here ('as ;t pretty
how-d'-ye-tlo. Miss oetaviu's refusal
to conntc'ntmee teleplaoues tondo it nec-
essary for me to lt'at e 11opelie!d to
learn what hn,1 becel:u' of Wiggins,
and 1 realized that 1 mint net prompt-
ly if 1 sated the day for him Ilis con-
duct first and lost had been spiritless,
:and I was out of patience with hire.
It seemed illtposeible to 111101nlate any
phot amid these multiplying uncertain•
ties. If Wiggins had decamped Dick
knew it and would lay his plans ac-
cordingly. 1 felt that it was base in-
gratitude on Wiggins' luirt to ask use
to watch his interests while he went
roaming indifferently over the country.
One or two e 'nsoling 1 etleetiois re-
mained, however---I)ie'k l,eiteved me to
be a suitor for Cecilia's h:nd, and this
doubtless caused bine eousider'able un-
easiness, and he dill not know that
Pepperton, whose acquaintance with
Cecilia antedated the I:urope;ltl flight,
had to be reekon=d with. 1 wiehed
Pepperton had kept out of it.
Breakfast that morula g W11:1 inter-
•
minably long. :Hiss Octavia was never
wore thoroughly amusing, never more
drolly inadvertent She attacked Pep-
perton for all the evils in American
architecture and in particular took him
to tusk for some house he bad built at
Newport which site pronounced the
most hideous pile of marble on Ameri-
can soil.
When we left the table at about half
past 10 Miss Octavia insisted that we
must visit the kennels. A. friend had
"I'm going to be married.'
just sent her tt fine Airedale, and she
wished to mak: sure the hennel mas-
ter w•a1G treating; the dog properly. Lat-
er we were ail to ride.
T anode haste to ('el'nse myself, say-
ing tint perwual matterrequired at-
tention.
i , 1) ' Continued.. i
I au. W. a, Flea! if; is to b e litor
of 'roe Montreal 1)a,;v 'Telegraph. and
I eoeiclent of the T,'lege a On Pu:Lshing
Company.
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Was Ordered by Ills Doctor•, But
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('ease's leidney-Liver fills.
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