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The Step on the Stairs
By ISABEL OSTRANDER
CHAPTER X.—(Cont'd).
"We ars not criminal lawyers!" the
other stiffened. "My father is a para-
lytic chained to his wheel chair.
ii nese-
ofanymime, fi
cankn w, p
Wh
a
t
we
aially one committed in New York?"
"Because his memory doubtless.
'eachiss back, let us say, fourteen
years. Have yea heard of the recent
murder of the celebrated portrait
painter, Mrs. Vane? Does 'Vane' sug-
gest a substitute for that of your
father's late partner, Venner?-'
The young attorney gasped and
seized the edge of his desk.
"Heavens! You don't mean that
creature who ran off with Venner's
ton! I was only a schoolboy at the
time, but I remember the scandal.
;Young Mrs. Venner herself deed soon
afterward." •
"It is odd under the circumstances
flat Matt Venner's wife's family
didn't come forward and claim her
body when she died insane from the
mental suffering, she had endured at
his hands," Barry remarke. "Who
was she? Where did she come ems?
"Her maiden name was Barrows,
Irene Barrows, but I never heard that
'she had any living relatives; that is,
none of them came forward during
any phrase of the tragic affair," Phil-
lip added. "I rememe.er hearing that
she was an orphan, a school friend
of one of the debutantes of that time
and that the marriage wasn't a par-
ticularly advantageous one according
to the senior Venner, from the stand-
point of either money or social posi-
tion."
"We have learned .hat she was a
-stranger in C!evelan•c but not where
she came from," Barre repeated, "Can
you tell me? Perhaps your father can,
help ms" Barry rose.
"I doubt it. But I will take you to
him."
In Phillip's roadster they soon
reached the fashionable suburbs.
On a terrace stood a wheel chair
in which reclined a solitary figure
wrapped to the chin in steamer rugs.
Phillip began:
"I name to bring a friend out to see
you, a—a prospective client, Mr.
Barry. This is my father:"
"Glad to see you, Mr, Barry; glad
the old man isn't altogether forgotten
at the office. Phillip, run along."
Phillip shot a warning glance at the
detective and departed.
"Now fire away, Mr, Barry I pre-
sume you have your proper creden-
tials?"
"Social?" Sergeant Barry's tone
was innocent.
"Professional, sir? My son is a minutes, Mrs. Tyrrell," smiled Barry,
fool, i,ut 've handled enough criminal "for I mist catch the next train back
cases in my time to know a detective to New York."
that the latter was a comparative
stranger here, and we thought you
might be able to tali us where she
came from and who her people were."
A faint flush had come into the
withered cheeks and Barry could' see
that he was shaking excitedly.
"Irene Venner," Barry prompted
quietly. "Her maiden statue was Irene
Barrows and she was visiting a sches1
friend here—"
"Ada Johnson," the quavering voice
supplemented. "I suppose she took
pity on Irene. Irene came from
Wheatfield, and I guess her guardian
sent her to finishing school as a last
resort to get her in with rich folks
and marry her off. Anyway, Ada
Johnson brought the girl home and
the trouble started•"
"Do you know anything about this
guardian of Irene Barrows', sir?" the
detective asked. "Did : ou ever meet
him?"
"Yes, he came on for the wedding,
but somehow I can't recall his name.
I remember the elan himself, though,
because I've met so many of his type;
hard -fisted, hypocritical president of
a small country bank. Ile died soon
after, I understand."
"Please, Mr. Scull:, it is time for
your drops now." A. nurse approached
the invalid. "If the gentleman will
excuse you, I'm sure you have talked
enough."
The invalid tock the medicine and
roused himself to peer at the small
car chugging up the driveway. "Who's
coming?"
"It is Mrs. Tyrrell," the nurse re
plied and turned to meet the stout lady
wto had descended frons the runabout
and was crossing the lawn toward
them
"Ada on one of her duty calls!" the
old man grumbled. "She may be able
to give you inore information than 1,
however, for she was the girl I told
you about who brought Irene to Cleves
land in the first place."
Barry rose and the old man cackled
as he extended his hand.
"My dear Ada," he responded. "You
were never more welcome than at
this moment!"
There eves reyounger sister that some
peaple;on a farm near Wheatfieldwere
taking care of, I forgot about her,.
for she wasn't at tho wedding and I
never saw her -except once, long after
Irene's death." .
!'A sister!" Barry:exclaiused. "When
did you. see her? What
was
lei firstt
name? 'Please tell me about her, Mrs.
Tyrrell; perhaps' she is the relative
I know of in New York."
'Well, about seven years after.
Irene's- death and Alatt's suicide, a
young woman called on' sue who said
she was Mrs. Matthew Venner's sister.
Except for being pale and slim 1
couldn't see any 'resemblance, for
Irene had dark hair and this girl's
ooked as thoughit had been bleached
almost white inthe sun,
"There was a strength and assert-
veness in her manner, too, that Irene
had never had,. and although she was
shorter by at least four or five inches
her face was as old as the hills."
"For what purpose had slie 'coin
to you?" Barry looked away as he
spoke.
"That was the strangest part of
't!" his companion exclaimed, "I sup-
posed, naturally, that she had come
to tale of Irene, but instead she asked
'nnumerable questions in a horrid,
eager sort of way about -about the
Griswold woman. She didn't give any
first name, simply announced herself
ss
as
'Mi Barrows'."
"Had you ever heard your friend
mention a younger sister?" Barry's
tone had quickened.
"Yes, at school. She had mentioned
her by some silly nickname. I gath-
ered that they came of pretty good
old stock but had become reduced in
circumstances.
"I know she wanted her little sister
present at her marriage to Matt,' but
that gaudiest of hers put his foot
down and said he wasn't going to have
the child's head filled welt notions
that would make her discontented;
that she would have to stay where own very best work." .
she was till she was eighteen, "I am surprised that you think it
"Irene went to see her regularly! is so terribly important that I should
after her marriage, but never said' not sugest any rivalry with another
anything about those trips nor! child. But I am willing to try out
brought her to Clevei:••.ld. 1
"Did. Irene's sister tell you nothing Your plan, at least for a while. George
about herself or her plans for the
future?"
"I believe she did mention some-
thing about being on her way East."
"What sort of questions did she ask
you about Miriam Griswold?" Barry
urged. "Think, Mrs. Tyrrell; this
may be more important than you
know!"
She glanced quickly at hint in
amazement.
(Tobe continued.)
Jim and Margery's House
I've said I'd never marry, I,
And still, rad still, and still,
Since I've seen Sim and Margery's
house,
Perhaps, perhaps, I will.
It's such a quaintly modern place,
Old English style, you know,
And, in the garden back of it,
Old fashioned posies grow;
And everything's just right inside—
The living room, the hall,
The dining room, the kitchen and
The bedrooms; loves them all!
And Margery has a Persian rug,
A waffle iron, a chair
Sent alt the way from Belgium, and
A set of qulmper ware.
And Margery has a sun porch hung
With curtains, willowy green,
And all its windows look upon
A neat Suburban scene.
in Ge®r e's
him, too, I suppose. I didn't see be•.
mproV g I foie what it was coming to. I'll try
School Work
Stella E. 'Fulton
"I'01 so discouraged about George,"
Ball YOlt^ l1S Painter its
a i g
ls.
"He doesn't seem to take any interest
in his school woik at all I try so
hard ;to arouse hini, •I say, 'Why
can't you be lure .Edward Slater? Da -
ward is at the head of his class and
I riff sure he is no smarter than you
are,' I even offered George a solar
if he would beat llc?werd's record 10
arithmetic. But it's no use. He does
not even try,"
"Don't you think that inay be one
root of your trouble?" responded her
friend, Salah. "When you set out to.
get one child to outdo some other
child, you moke it doubly' hard for him
to do so. For instance, instead ;o5
George putting his entire energy into
his school work, a good part of it is
spent in watching Edward, trying to
find out what it Is than gives Edward
the lead, and perhaps in copying the
least important things;that he does.
In other words, you are urging him' to
be an imitator, and you know that an
imitator seldom produces anything as
good as the thing he imitates."
"Well, then, if you don't approve of
what I've done, telItne what you would
do to interest George in his school,"
demanded Polly, slightly. aggrieved.
"Perhaps you can find out what is
the matter with his arithmetic. It
may be only carelessness in .setting
down the problem. Or he may be
slow in setting down his problems and
that gives him a low mark in all the`
speed tests. But at any rate, I would
be careful not to suggest to him a
comparison with any other' child. To
improve on his own record would be
a better incentive. Just let hire know
that you only expect him to do his
CHAPTER XI -
"Let file present Mr. Barry, Mrs.
Tyrrell," said the invalid. "Mr..Barry
thinks he knows a relative of a dead
friend of ours. I was just telling him
that you were the one person who
could give him the information he de-
sires."
"This has been a most fortunate
meeting if you can spare me a few
when I see one, and your visit isn't
altogether a surprise. Miss Haskins,
my nurse, wouldn't read the latest
news of the Vane case to me. I made
her do so yesterday before she real-
ized what she had strayed into, and
when I learned that that old clerk of
ours, Griswold, was mixed up in it, I abate:.
rather expected that the old scandal "Who was this old friend of mine
would be raked up again." whose relative you know?" asked Mrs.
Barry laughed with boyish frank- Tyrrell.
Ness. "I believe when you knew her first
"I won't try to lie to you, sir!" he that her name was Irene Barrows,
exclaimed, "We have reason to be- afterwards Mrs. Matt Venner,'' Barry
sieve that the woman who was killed replied steadily.
was some connection of the unfortun- All the color vanished from his com-
ate Mrs. Matthew Venner. We know passion's face anc, the little car swerv-
ed as she gripped the wheel.
"Irene!" she gasped. "Oh, don't
remind me of her! Do you know the
whole wretched story, Mr. Barry?"
"All except the details of your
friendship witit her and what you
may know of her family."
"When she was seventeen and I a
year older I brought her home here
to give her a. real good time, and she
met Matt I'm not going to say any-
thing about him for he's gone, too,
but the whole thing turned out to'be
a mistake. In a month they were mar-
ried and two years later his father
took on that miserable sneak of a
clerk, and of course his wife came to
Cleveland, too."
Her lips tightened.
"Mrs. Griswold, you mean? The one
who ran away with Matt Venner?"
Barry asked.
"Yes. She was fascinating, I'll say
that for her, even though '. never
liked her.
"Curiously enough, Irene did, and
that makes what happened all the
worse. She was brilliant and differ-
ent, somehow, and beside her, poor
ilelicate little Irene was like a dull,
gray moth to most people."
"And you never heart' that she had
any relatives in Wheatfield or else-
where?" Barry asked.
"Why, yes! Flow stupid of me!
"I was about to suggest that I gipe
you a lift in my car!" she beamed
upon him. "We must not tire my dear
old friend here and I confess that my
curiosity has been aroused. Good-bye,
Mr. Scully."
Barry escorted the lady S., her run -
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And Margery has her pantry shelves
Lace -paper -edged and trim;
And Margery has a breakfast noels,
And Margery has her Jim!
I've said I'd never marry, I,
And still, and still, and still,
Since I've seen Jim and Margery's
house,
Perhaps, perhaps, I will!
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simply hates school at the present
time," said Polly regretfully.
"There isn't any fun in imitating
ether people—at least not to any one
with. as active and original a mind as
George has. Can't you imagine how it
would be 1f you and I were asked to
write an essay in imitation of Ma-
cauley or a play like Shakespeare's
and do them better than the originals?
The very idea of imitating and at the
same time excelling the work of a
'Person of ability would appall us, dis-
courage us, and we should hate the
task with all our might."
"And 'we should hate Macauley and
Shakespeare with all our might, too,"
said Polly. "I believe George hates
Edward Slater," she added, thinking
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64
"If I Could Live
My Life Agrain"
By Flank Swinnerton
As we grow older, our wishes begin
to; take e different form. With some.
;h
sb ambitions;
fi
filen$• w t
eti i t
become d
theybP
otirih6ersnc g
,thill . they become an excuse for de -
The ambitious are those who have
one overmastering wish, who. set ,11
above everything else, and who are
spurred on to its attainment by then-.
wills.
They do not say to themselves that
they wish' a rich uncle would leave
thorn a million pounds, or that they
wish they, could travel, or that they;
wish they had a Mee home, nice
clothes, happiness, and a good time.
They take stock of 'their posses -
stens; they take a look at theirtalentd
word,
and their inclinations—in a;
their assets; and they make up their
minds just what they Iravo to offer
lite in exchange for fulfilled ambition.
wanting one thing most of all, they
will go 'without everything else, if
need he, in order to achieve it.
But the others will not wish for one
tiling only. They will. go on wishing
for anything that strikes their fancy.
The lure of a moment's amusement,
the impulse to • this. or that self-ind il-
genes, the innumerable side -alleys of
interest and cempromise-will distract
their( as It they were gossamer in the
n
wind.
Ail wishes, to these people, are of
equal importance. All are equally ir-
resistible, so that the habit of wishing
becomes second nature. They long to
live in a fairy world, They try to es-
cape from reality.
They think that if only this or that
magic thing would happen they would
be for ever happy, rich, successful, fa-
mous, and contented. These are the
people who wait on circumstances.
They do not understand that wishes
turn sour.
They do not know that as time goes
on such wishes become apologies for
failure. They cannot .face the fact
that while they are still saying "I wish
I had—" they are beginning to say "I '
wash had had—!"
Time passes quickly. The man who
spends his youth in wishing spends
the rest of his life in regretting.' In
his old age, his one thought is: "If I
could only have my life over again!'
Even when he is dying, he is 'tvasting
° his remaining hours in wishing that
he had not spent his life in wishing.
For the only thing to do with a wish
is to use it as a spur. If We really
wish for a thing, what is to prevent us
from having that thing? Ah, I shall
be told, much will stand in the way.
Much sacrifice, much hardship, much
opposition. Well? Supposing much
does stand in the way: what does that
matter?
It is to be supposed that these others
whom we see around us, whom we
envy, have not had to overcome ob-
stacles Is it to be supposed that they
have not had their failures? Of course
they have had to overcome obstacles.
It is not possible for any man whol-
ly to avoid mistakes, embarrassments..
humiliations. But it is one thing to
fail, and quite another thing to sub-
mit to failure. The wise man, having
fulled once, is not discouraged. He
picks himself up again, and goes for-
ward,
Tho wishmonger looks back, His
spirit falters. Ile remains where he
has fallen and wishes lie had never
ventured, Ile begins to pity himself.
He says, "If only—"
We know his song, Ile wants t0 be-
gin lite all ever again, and go a dif-
ferent way. Where the brave man
cuts les losses and pushes on to his
goal, the timid one wastes Isis time
and his energy in regrets. IIe tells
himself that he has failed.
It isnot his own fault, he says, but
the fault or circumstances. He has
taken the wrong path. He has been
misled. Wishes galore have been his
lite! How he hates the thought that
it is approaching its end.
What an outcry he makes against
the cruelty of fate? fie is in despair.
You see that he has not learned any-
thing at all frena experience. If he had
learned, he would realize that has
moans are as useless as hiswishes,
for they are the wishes gone rancid.
Having for so many years said "I
wish, in such a way as to repudiate
responsibility for his own actions, lie
now say's "Why didn't 1:2" in all effort
to shirk responsibility. What folly!
it is not, even now, a question of
"Why didn't I?" but of "Why shouldn't
I?" There is still time to retrieve the
battle. There is time and to spare, it
only, instead of yielding he sets his
face against the sin of admitting de-
feat, and resolves to use well what-
ever period of life remains 10 bins.
What can be done? First of all, are
things as bad as they seem? Never!
Just as most of our (treads aro those
of anticipations, so no situation is as
gloomy as it appears, and no fight is
lost while we yet have the power to
face clanger. The past is gone: there
remains the future.
I know that as men and women
grow older they tend more to live in
the past, but that is because they have
been wishmongers. They have wished
that things might happen to them;
and have not resolved to make them
happen.
As the Sears pass, the power so to
resolve diminishes; but it never whol-
ly dies, There is still time to attain to
selfmastery. Thong) dea:a itself lie
straight ahead, all may use well, and
withollts'egret or fear, the days of lite
that remain.
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