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THE SEA7ORTH NEWS
THURSDAY, AUGUST 26, 1937,
11;
Ivies Carry WaS in very high spirits
as she set forth from the inn, with her
father, to walk down to the boats.
They met Ronald, too, on their way;
he was accompanied by the man who
was to take his place after his leav-
ing; and Miss Carry could not help
comparing the two of them as they
came along the road. But, after all,
it was not outward appearance that
-made the real difference between men;
it was mental stature; she had that
in her pocket which could show to
everybody how Ronald was a head
and shoulders over any of his peers.
And she took bot little interest le the
setting! ep of the rods, or the selec-
tion of the minnow's; she wanted to
be out on 'the lake, alone, in the sil-
ence, to read line by line and word
by word this introduction of her hero
to the public.
The ,following is the article:—
°A remarkable Literary Discovery—
:Our fellow -citizens abroad—Another
rustic peetChicago claims him. It
may be in the recolledtion of some of
our readers that a few years ago a
small party of American tourists, con -
listing of Curtis H. Maek, who was
ope ,of our most distinguished anajor-
generals in the rebellion, and is now
serving on the Indian frontier; his
niece, Miss Hettie IF. Doig, is a very
talented lady and contributor to sev-
eral of our best periodicals; and John
1Grimsby iPatiterson, editor of the
Baltimore Evening news, were trav-
eling in Europe, when they had the
good fortune to .diseaver a.n Irish
poet, Patrick Milligan, who had long
languished in obscurity, no doubt Ithe
victim of British jealousy as well as
of misrule. Major-General Mack in-
terested hiniself in this poor man, and,
in conjunction with William a, Stev-
ens, of 'Cleveland, Ohio, had him
brought to this country, where they
were eventually successful in obtain-
ing for him a postmastership in New
Petersburg, Conn., leaving him to de-
vote such time as he pleased to the
service of the tuneful nine, Mr. Milli-
gan's Doris reed has not piped to us
much of late years; but we must all
remember the stirring verses which
he wrote on the -occasion of Colonel
George W. Will's nomination for 'Go-
vernor of Connecticut. It has now
been reserved for another party of
American travelers, still better known
to us than the above, for they are no
other than our esteemed fellow -citiz-
en, Mr. 'Josiah Hodson and his bril-
liant and accomplished datighlter,
teeiss Caroline Hodson, to make a
ilar discovery in the IHigIdande of
Scotland; and in view of such recur-
ring instances, we niay well ask whe-
ther there he not in the mental alert-
ness of our uewer civilization a capa-
city for the detection and recognition
of intellectual merit which exists not
among the deadening influences of an
old and exhausted civilization. It has
sometimes been charged against this
country that we do not excel in arts
and letters; that we are in a measure
careless of them; 'that political prob-
lems and material interests occupy
our mind. The present writer, at least,
is in no .hurry to repel that charge,
odious as it may seem to some. We,
as Americans, should remember that
the Athenian !Republic, with which
our western IRepublic has nothing to
!fear in the way of comparison, .when
it boasted its lavish display of artist-
ic and literary culture, was no less
conspicuous for its moral degeneracy
and 'political) corruption. It was in the
age of Pericles ,and of fPidelas, of Soc-
iales and Sophocles, of Euripides and
Ihristophanes and Thecydides, that
Athens showed herself most
prdi-
gate: private licence was unbridled;
justice was bought and sal; generals
incited to- war that they might fill their
pockets ota of the .public purse; and
alf this spectacle in striking contrast
with the manly virtues of the rude
and unlettered kingdom of Sparta,
whose envoys were laughed at be-
cause .they had not the trick of Ath-
enian oratory and casuistry. We say
.1
westeen Republic, that we assign to
arts and letters a secondary place; o
the contrary, we are content that th
over-cultivaltion of these should fatte
on the decaying and effete- nations o
Europe, as phosphorus shines in ro
ten wood.'
Now she had determined to rea
every sentence of this article con
scientioesly. 35 eintething more tha
mere intellectual treat; hut, as sh
vent on, joy did not seem to be th
result. The reference to Patrick Mill
igan she considered to he dis
thinly impertinent; hut perhaps Jac
Huysen had not explained clearly to
the young gentleman all that she had
written to Emma Kerfoot? Anyhow.
she thought, when he came to Ron-
ald's little Highland poem, Ile would
perhaps drop his Athenians, and talk
more like a reasonable .human
'That the first strain from the new
singer's lyre should be placed at the
services of the readers of the Citizen,
we awe to the patriotism of the well-
known and charming lady whose
name we have given above; nor could
the verses have fallen into better
hands. Iln this case there is no need
that Horace should cry ,to Tyndaris--
0 matre pulchra ilia pulchrior,
Quem eriminosis cunque voles modum
Pones iamb's, sive 39ansma
Sive marl libet Harlem
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Moreover, we have received a hint
that this may not be The last piece of
the kind With which we may be fav-
ored; so that we have again to thank
our fair fellow-townnwoman for her
kindly attention. But lest our readers
niay be cc'owing weary of this pro-
legomenon, we will at once quote this
latest utterance of the Scottish muse,
which has come to us under ...tch fav-
orable auspices.'
Here .followed Ronald's poor vers-
es, but perhaps looked insignificant
enough, after this sonorous trumpet -
blaring, The writer proceeded:—
'Now certain qualities in this com-
position are so abvioes that we need
hardly, specify them; we give the
writer credit Inc simplicity, pathos,
and a hearty sympathy with the vic-
qms of the tyrannical greed of the
zhase-loving British landlord. Bet it
is with no intent of lookitig a gift -
horse in the mouth (which would be
I poor return for the courtesy of the
lady who lias interested herself in the
rustic bard) if we proceed to resolve
this piece into its elements, that WC
may the more acenrately cast the liar -
00110 of this new applicant for the
oublic applause. To begin with, the
sentiment of nostalgia is but a Mend-
n- backbone for any work of literary
wt. In almost every ease it is itself a
fallacy. What were the condition,
der which these people --arbitrarily
and tyrannically, it may have been—
were forced away from their liamesl:
Either they 'were bad agriculturists or
the land was too poor to support
them; and in either case their trans-
ference to a mare generous sail could
he nothing but a 'benefit to them.
Their life must have been fill of pri-
vations and cares. Forsan et haec ol-
im meminisse juvabit; but the pleas-
ure aught to li'e in thinking of the es-
cape; so that we maintain that to
base any piece of literary work on
such. a false sentiment as nostalgia
leads us to suspect ehe veracity of the
writer and oales upon us to be on aur
guard. Moreover, we maintain that it
is .af the essence of pastoral and idyl-
lic poetry to he cheerful awci jocund;
and it is to be observed that sadness
prevails in poetry only when a nation
has passed its youth and becomes sat -
orated with the regret of old age. We
fleeter the stories eold
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met
.A.re at their savory dinner set;
ind the lyrist when he sings
Deice riclenteni Lalagen aniabo,
tpttice loquentem; °
Ind we hold that when the noels o'"
1 nation gre permeated by e lackatl:
tigical sentiment—.when they have the
!then, that we are not anxious to re-
pel this charge brought againsl our
candor to style themselves the idle
singers of an empty day—when the
burden of their song is regret and
weariness and a lamentatian over for-
mer joys—then itis time for sech po-
ets and -the nation they represent to
take a back • seat in the lecture -hells
of literature, and give way to the
newer and stronger race that is Ibmin.d
to dominate the future.'
She read no further; and it is a
great pity that she did not; for the
writer by-and-by went on to say some
very nice things *boat these 'unlucky
verses; and 'even hinted that there
was a man who might be .benelfited by
coming to Chicago—ahe future capi-
tal of the future empire of the world'
--and 'by having his eyes opened as
to the rate of progress possible in
these modern days; and wound up
with the most elaborate compliment
to intellectual perspicacity and judg-
mein a Miss Carry herself. She did
not read beyond what is quoted above
far the simple reason that she was 11
a most violent rage, and also extreme-
ly mortified with herself for being so
vexed. She tore the newspaper into
shreds. and crushed these together,
and flung them into the bottom of the
boat. Her cheeks,were quite pale; her
teeth set 1 her eyes burning; and
through all the anger of 'her disap-
n t meat ra n the e h ante of the con-
seiousness that it 1115 She who bed
.xposed Ronald to this insult. What
'hough he should never know any -
thine alata it? Her friends in Chicago
would know. And it was the man that
she wanted to glorify, and make a
hero of, 15110 had, through her instrn-
mentality, liven subjected to the ped-
antic criticism, the pretentious analy-
.es, and, worst of all, the insulting
patrondge of 'this unspeakable as,.
Suddenly she regretted the destrec
tion of the newspaper; for she had
forgotten his name. 'No matter; she
coal(' soon get hold of that again;
and she would not forget it—not yet
jack Huysen's share in this traneac-
tiosnie was very
silent and reserved
at lunch-time; and her father began
to believe that, after all, in spite of
her repeated assurances, their ill -luck
wlthte fishing was weighing on her
spirits.
'You know, Carry,' said he, 'it is
not in the nature of things that wea-
ther like this can last in the High-
lands of Scotland. It ia notoriously
ane of the wettest places in the world.
There -must be rain coming soon; and
theta think of all the fish that will be
coming up in eheals, and what a time
we shall have.'
'I an not disappointed with the
fishing at all, pappa,' she said, 'I think
,V11 have done very well.'
'What is the matter, then?'
01, nothing.'
And then she said—
'Well, I will tell you, pappa. I ask-
ed Jack Huysen to do me a very par-
ticular favor; and he did not do it;
and 'hen 1 next see Jack Huysen, 1
think he will find it a very cold day.'
The words were mysterious; but the
tone was enough.
And all the afternoon she sate in
the stern of the cable aad brooded,
somposing imaginary letters to the
Editor of the New York Herald, to
the Editor of the Nlation, to the Edit-
ar of the !Chicago Tribune, to the Ed-
itor of Puck, and a great many other
kennels, all of these phantom epistles
weinnine 'As an American girl 1 ap-
..eal 10 you,' and proceeding to beg
the editor to hold up to merciless
s a ea a certain feeble, shallow and
Impertinent article therewitt
which had appearesl in the Chi -
:ago Citizen. And on the way home,
too, in the evening, she began to ques-
tion her !miler VI 10 111S personal ac-
quaintance with editors and journal-
ists, which seemed to be of the slight-
.,st; and she at length admitted that
she wanted some one to reply—aed
Mt -11.1)13.--w an article that had been
Aritten about a friend of hers.
'Yee id that alone,' her father said,
t's not very easy for any one to
meddle in the politics of (1/1.1T country
without coming out more or less tat-
tooed; for they don't mind what they
say about you; and you are very well
to be old of it.'
'It isn't politics at all,' she said.
And—and—the article written about
a friend of mine—and—I want to have
the writer told what a fool he is.'
'But probably he would not believe
it,' her father said, quietly.
'He would see that some one else
believed it.'
am not sure that that would hurt
him teach,' was the unsatisfactory an -
When they drew near to Inver-
Sludal she .found herself quite afraid
and ashamed at the 'thought of their
possibly meeting Ronald, Had see
sot betrayed hint? Ile had sou.ght for-
t' recognition; probably Inc was too
wond: or too manly, and careless ab -
nit what any one might write of him;
t was she who had put him into that
simnliant attitude, and brought 11Poli
him the insolent encouragement of a
Why, he had told her to burn the
verses! And to think that she would
have been the means of submitting
them to the scrutiny and patron -age
of this jackanapes—and that Mr. J. C,
Huysen should as good as say 'Well,
this is what we 'think af your prod-
igy'—all this was near bringing tears
of rage to her eyes, For Miss Carry,
it must be eepeatecl, was "a real good
fellow;' and very 'loyal to her ,friends;
and impatient of injustice done them;
and perhaps, unconsciously to herself,
she niay have felt, same' of the con-
sternation of the wile} animal whose
peace is to protect her matte with her
superior feminine watchfulness, and
who, through neglect or carelessness,
allows the destroyer to come in and
stay. In any case, ,it certainly prom-
ised to be 'a very cold day' for Me.
jack Huysen when these two should
meet in Chicago,
'That night alter dinner, father end
daughter went aut for a stroll; for by
this time the moon was drawing to
its full again, and all the world lay
peaceful and silent in the wan, clear
light. They had not emerged from the
trees in front of the inn on 'to the
white pathway of the road when a
sound in the .distance caught Miss
Carry's ears; and instantly she touch-
ed her father's arm and drew him back
into the shadow. She wanted to hear
what song this was that Ronald was
,inging on his 'homeward way. •
At first she .could make out noth-
ing- but fragments of the air—clear,
and P.oft, and distant—but as he drew
neacer the words became more dis-
tinct:
And kiss'd her ripe roses, and blest
her bleelee'e;
And aye since when -e'er we meet,
sines for the sound is sweet,
"1 was asleep, but ye've waken'd
eL,"
So clear, and penetratiag, and care-
less, and joyous was this singingl—
her !heart was stirred with pride as
she listened; this was not the voice of
a man who would trouble 'himself ah -
°tit any whipper -snapper criticism;—
nay, she began to wonder that she had
wasted so much indignation on so
trivial a thing. Then there was a suds
tlit silence, except for. his footfall; and
presently ehe dark figure appeared out
there on the white road—his shadow
t sharp blaok in front of him, the lit-
tle 'terrier trotting behind hint—and in
a :minute or so the long swinging
-stride lied carried him past their am-
bush on his 'homeward way to the
sottage.
'What a splendid voice that fellow
has got!' her father said, as they also
now went ma on the white highway,
end took the op.posite direction,
'He seems to be very well content-
:edntNiV3,11:11 'himself,' she said—rather ab -
CHAPTER
Ronald came -down to the loch side
the neat morning, just as she was ab-
out 10 get into the cable—her father
having started a few minutes before.
'I hear .you 'have not been doing
vlestiy well with the fishing,' n
g,' said he, i
that brisk, 'business -like fashion of
his,
salmon appear to have gone
away somewhere,' she said.
Oh, but that :will never do,' said be
cheerfully. 1We must try and make
:mete alteration.'
fie took the key of the kennel.
from his pocket.
'Here, Johnnie, lad. ye may go and
take the clogs out for a run.'
NIVas Ronald, then, coming- with
her? 1 -ler eyes brightened with antic-
ipation; there wee a welcome in the
:004; of her face that ought to lieve
even enfficient reward for 111111. Nor.
had elle the cottragt. to protest --
1 though she knew that his time was
drawing' short now. As for the sal-
mon -well, it was not about salmon
-he was thinking exclusively.
'They say a change of elle siente-
times brings a change of luck,' .said
he, gooclenaturedly; .and he .began to
overhaul 'the -tackle, substituting
smaller min/laves far those already
on. '.Ancl S. think we will try down at
the other end of the -loch 'this time.
We •ill make sure of some tnaut in
any .ease.'
'13ut it is .so far away, Ronald: are
you certain you can .afford 'the time?'
she was hound, in common faiinces,
to say.
yes, I can afford the time,'
said he. 'even if this tshould have to lee
my last day 011 the each. 'Besides, if
we de not treat you well, maybe
you'll never come back.—
'Ated what is the .use of our corn -
Mg back, when you won't 'be here?'
The was 00 Clic point of saying --bet
elle did not say it, fortunately.
They set. !forth, 011 '1111S stili, S11111-
iner-iike day; and they hailed the oth-
er 'boat in passing, and told them of
their intended voyage of exploration.
Indeed their prospects of sport .at ,the
-ettintr-oitt were anything .but prom-
ising; the long levels of the la -1e were
most a a pale glassy blue and white:
And the little puff, of wind., that stir-
microcephalotis fool. This was the re- 5 •
red tiar
the face here and there 11110 never a pretence og; f sulkinhilt a
!urn 5 a(1 11c limade him for' all hi, shimmer of silver, invariably died continual demand on CI.arry's
tree and hill, Bet she was well.con-
tent. Inds was an unknown world in-
to which they were now p.ertetrating;
and it was a good deal more beatatiful
than the upper end of the lake (where
the hest 'fishing .ground was) with
which ihey had grown so tlemilia.r.
Here were hanging 'woods coming
right down 'to the weteees edge; and
lefty and precipitous crags stretching
away into the pate 'blue sky; and
winding bays •and plctaresque shores
where the huge 'boulders, green and
white .and yellow with lichen, and the
rid,. 'velvet moss, aad the withered
bracken, and the silver -clear stems of
the biecledrees were all 'b.rilliant in
the S1111. Phe only living creetures that
seemed to inhabit this strange, silent
region were elle birds. A pair of eag-
les slowly circled round .and round,
but .alt so great a height chat they
were .but a couple of specks *which
the eye was .apt !to lose; black -throat-
ed .divers and golden -eyed divers, dis
turbed thy these unusual visitors, rose
from the water and went whirring by
to the upper s'tretchees .of the lake;
hen -carrier hovered in mid air, caus-
ing a ,frantic commotion am.c.ang the
smaller .birds beneath; the curlew's,
now wheeling aboat in pairs, uttered
their long warning .vehistle; the Pee-
wits called angrily, flying zig-zag,
wit alt! ime wait tei ng
of th so'ft
broad whigs; the :brilliant little red-
-hanks flew like a flash along the
eliore. just skimming- the .weter; and
two great wild -geese went ,by over-
head, with lond, harsh croak, And
ever it was R.onald's keen eye that
first caught sight of them; and he
would draw her attention to them; and
tell her the itanies of them all. And
et lase—as they were coming out of
one of the entail glassy bays, and as
he was idly regarding the tall ami
rocky crags that rose above the Ibirch
woods—die laughed .slightly.
'Ye glaikct things," said 'he, as if he
were recognizing some old friends,
'Whet brings ye in among the sheep?'
'What is it, Ronald?' she asked—
and .ehe followed the direction of his
look toward those lefty crags, but
could make out emehing unusual.
IDinna ye see the 'hinds?' he said
quietly.
'Where—where?' she said, in Brea
excitement; .for she had not seen a
single deer all the tine of her stay.
'At the edge .of the 'brown carries -
tear the sky -line, 'There were three
of them—dinna ye see them?'
`No, doiettl' she said, impatiently
'Do ye see the two sheen?'
ehely,:eeosit,voceop.',Whitte specks ---I suppose
'Well—just above them.'
But the boat was slowly moving all
this time; and presently the gradual
change in their position brought one
of the hinds clear into view on the
sky -line, 'Me beautiful creature, with
its graceful neek, small head, and up-
raised ears, was evidently watching
them, but with no apparent intention
ol making off; and presently Miss
Carry, whoee.eyes were becoming bet-
ter accustomed to the place, weld
make out the other two einds, one of
them lying on the grass, the other
contentedly feeding, and paying no
.hee-d whatever to the passing boat.
'II thought you said the sheep drove
them 'away,' she said to him. 'Its the
inen and the dogs mostly,' he anewer-
ed. 'Som.etimes 'they will come in
among the sheep like that, if the feed-
ing tempts them. word, that
woeld be an easy stalk now—if it was
the :gamine
'I should not want to kill one of
these pretty creatures if wore a
deer stalker,' she said; 'but' if it was
one of those big stags, with the huge
horns that you could hang up----'
'Look out—look ontl There he id'
The fact is they had forgotten all
about the fishing; and it was only the
natural quickness of his eye that was
attracted by the sudden shaking of the
rod. In 'all inetant, stags, hinds, and
all similar creatures were driven from
-Inc mind; for this wild animal in the
water scan giving her 'quite. enough to
do. Away it went, this way and that;
now fighting and tugging -below; ag-
ain splashing and churning on the
smooth surface; an.d, of course, the
very stillness of the 'loch made the
beast appear exceptionally huge and
fierce. .What was her surprise, there-
fore, to hear him say, calmly—
Pm thinking it's a trout.'
'I f you felt the way he was going
on, you woulcl think differently,' said
she, with some confidence.
!we, that's teu:e,' said he, 'that's
tree—you. should know best. Maybe
he is a salmon that has been a good
while up from the sec. He loolced to
me very darlIc whatever.'
At the same moment the fish flung
himself from the water, and smashed
in again.
'It's a trout,' said he, 'or Maybe.
one of them they call feroxes. It's a
good-sized fish anyway.'
'Whatever the weight of the crea-
ture may have been, his strength and
activity was undeniable. There was
kindness to her farther and to herselfdown aganleavingbe-
i, the water to judgmeta ,and preset) ce of mind, and.
conic a mirror once more of rock and els° on the strength and dexterity of
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her wrist. And even toward the inevit-
able end, he seemed resolved altogeth-
er not to 'be captered. He would not
look near the boat. Again and again,
as lie appeared Co be coming easily
thro.ugh .the water, there was a sav-
age 'little dive, and another tugglng
and jerking below.
(To Be Continued)
Surmising 'Exploits of An English
Ex -Rector
How he led a blemele.ss life until
around 50, then made ardent love to
pretty working .girls, went wound in
'1 barrel, starved in a glass coffin and
finally made the fatal mistake of step-
ping on a liOTI'S paw while playing
"Daniel in the Lions' Den," is told in
an article in The American Weekly,
the great weekly. magazine with The
Augest 29 issue of The Detroit Sun-
day Times.
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