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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1912-03-22, Page 6• R MILE CNIID'S PRYER, O•R, THE DUEL IN THE GLEN. C:EUAPTER II. In that =anent of hesitation, the mat- ter was adjusted by a strange stroke of .t destiny; --•a Mr. Rutherford, a Scotland' Yard detective, who knew the well-known safe manufacturer by sight, came hurri- edly up to him. "Mr. Esmond, I believe," be said, rais- ing his hat—"You are the very person, tar, whom I wished to see;" he said, "I have been detailed to work up a very , singular ease, you can give me a few points of valuable information if you will. .A safe was broken into last night —One of roux make, by the way—and in a skilful and most adroit manner, No doubt you have read of it in this morning's paper a„ Esmond nodded; he could not trust him- self to speak. I ain on my way to make an examina- tion of the safe, now," said Mr. Ruther- ford, "and if I can get one of your men to accompany me, and explain the work- ing of that peculiar lock, I shall be great- ly obliged." Esmond caught at the suggestion and the opportunity thus offered him to re- enter the banker's house. "I will go with you," he said, abruptly. "Now ?" asked Rutherford. "As well now as at any other time," responded Esmond, and entering a coupe, together they started out for the Bloomy mansion in Hyde Park. One of the servants admitted them, and Esmond followed his guide through the lower corridor and up the broad stair- way toward the room to the right which he remembered so well, and a flush of in- dignation mantled his face as it occur- red to him again how neatly he had been duped by the girl with the angel face. Of course, she was some outsider who had gained in some way a knowledge of the affaia•s transpiring in the banker's household. It was certainly an embar- rassing position for Esmonit—to explain accurately just how that lock had been forced. From what I can gather, the burglar took his own time about the affair," said Rutherford eyeing the safe critically. The —burglar! How the words smote Es- ' mond's ear; he almost dropped the tools elle held in his hand. He hesitated—the resolve came to him to make a clean breast of the whole singular affair there and then when fate again turned the tide of his future—the door suddenly opened, and the identical young girl who had come to Esmond the evening before, step- ped inter th her for long years, when my parents died, his heart releuted toward the pea- bless -orphan they had left. He sent for me; I. have lived here ever since," "One question please, Miss Middleton," said Rutherford—"did the banker all these years lead you to suppose you were to be his heiress?" t "No—oh, no," she answered, looking frankly up into her interlocutor's face. He told me repeatedly that: all of his wealth at bis death should go to hie ne- phew, Mr. Karl Heathcliff; but he often declared that some day he would add a codicil to his will leaving this house in Hyde Park—but nothing more—to me." That was unfair, did you not think so?" asked Rutherford, studying the fair face before him critically. "No, sir," she restored spiritedly, "his wealth was his own to do with as he pleased. I had no right to expect any- thing. As it is, I could never have re- paid him for his kidness to me." And again Esmond saw the lovely dark eyes fill with tears, `But about the money, Miss Middle- ton,' said Rutherford, intent upon lead- ing the subject to the all-important topic uppermost in his mind,—"can you give me any idea as to how much money the safe contained r "Upward of a hundred thousand pounds in Bank of England notes," she replied, slowly. "My uncle had turned everything save his house into cash, intending to make some great investment on the mor- row." It was his custom to bank all moneys, was it not?" suggested Rutherford. "Yes, sir," Miss Middleton answered, simply, adding—"and to make the mat- ter worse, that evening after placing the money in the safe, he forgot the combin- ation of the lock and it bothered him greatly, as no one save himself knew "And in the morning?" questioned Rutherford. My uncle and I entered this room to- gether after breakfast. One glance at the safe—the door of which stood ajar, just as you see it now—and he cried out in a sharp, Hoarse voice that sounded like no- thing human:— "'Look, Irene! Great God! some one has broken open the safe.' "In an instant he was kneeling beside it crying out:— "'All I have in the world has been stolen, Irene!'" Esmond turned pale as death as he list- ened! cold beads of perspiration stood out on his forehead. Ho saw the point now; the whole burden of this most atrocious robbery would be thrown upon liim if he breathed one word of what had tran- epired. • And yet—oh, strange, inconsistent hu- man heart—he would have suffered for it, if it would have saved her. The innocence in the dark eyes as thee' turned often from Rutherford to himself, fairly staggered him—bewildered bile. Ite collected his scattered senses together and listened; his burning eyes never leaving that fair young face, as she continued her recital. !'My uncle-" Miss Middleton went on Alen on his face . to the "Miss Middleton!" exclaimed the detec- tive, starting forward and saluting the young lady with the greatest respect. "You are Mr. Rutherford, the detec- tive," she said, in a clear, girlish voice. I am glad you have come—I hope so much, sir, that you will succeed in un- ravelling the deep mystery surrounding the opening of the safe and the robbery." Esmond had started to his feet, eyeing her keenly . and with the most intense amazement in his face. Miss Middleton!—Great Heaven! the Banker's own niece! He was greatly shocked at this , leckt�,, foe and astound - ng . development. Tele was thesame young girl, he was convinced beyond.'nII t on this point ut TheIlia uor, the eam' calm, wasf gone from, her face, the expression of the eyes was diiffeeent. He could not, probe the mystery of the sad- den change. Icer eyes must soon turn upon himself, of course, the recognition would be in- stantaneous; what would happen then? Even as the thought flashed through his mind, Rutherford turned to him saying— Miss Middleton—Mr. Esmond, proprietor of the safe and lock works, Oxford greet." The lovely dark eyes turned full upon him. It was a critical moment to Esmond. She did not start as his name was men- tioned, or his keen searching gaze met hers, as he had expected; not even the slightest tremor was visible in the face turned toward him so calmly. With an easy grace and innocence of demeanor that fairly staggered Esmond, the young lady acknowledged the intro- duction, bestowing upon him scarcely more than a passing glance. then turned to Rutherford again. "Does she imagine,—can she imagine that I do not remember her," he thought, in angry impatience; yet even in that moment the girl's wonderful beauty seem- ed to fascinate him afresh in spite of all. Would to Heaven I had never enter- ed this house, he thought; yet, with a revulsion of feeling he was thankful that ke and not another, held this startling adventure, which could wreck this young girl's future with one word from his dpr. With a start he- recalled h s wander- ing thoughts sufficiently to listen to the conversation that was taking place be- tween his companion and the young lady. 'Will you kindly tell us, if you can, Miss Middleton,"—Rutherford was saying. "how much money the safe contained? ;you were conversant with your uncles af- fairs i breathe. Can you tell me what time Mr. Middlotatt retired last •night— what he did upon finding the safe open and the money gone? One of the servants informed me you both entered the room together." Miss Middleton sunk into the nearest chair, dropping her /lovely face in her hands for a moment. When she raised It the long dark lashes lying on her cheeks were wet with tears. "May I tell you in my own way?" she asked, timidly. "Certainly," responded Rutherford, plac- ing a seat for Esmond • and taking one ,imself near the young lady. "As you know,' she began, slowly—"Mr, Middleton was my uncle, and although he had lived at bitter enmity with my fa- BOV Ri renews the blood, 'Creates nervous energy, builds up. healthy ealth muscle. er murmured, her eyes dim with tearsi las Irene walked away; 'she re so young "^ race the World—Oboe,' At that' moment one of the servdnte; entered with a dispatch, Mrs. Grey tore open the envelope and glanced hurriedly at the message, It was from the late air iii Middleton's nephew, and was as follelee t hist lancing him*to h £ g g'r gi»ief a ..was tea .true -.--the great stock of bank -notes I had seen him place iu the safe and close the great iron door upon were all gone! Oh uncle, dear, uncle!' I cried, falling on rey knees beside him—'let me comfort you.„ He raised his white haggard face to mine, ah, me! how ghastly it looked in the morning sunlight. , 'Irene, my poor child,' be groaned; 'how shall I find words to tell you—to break to you what will follow—I am a ruined man; the toil of years has been swept away at one fatal blow, like the frailest bubble. Fate leas raised its hand against me in my old age, Irene. I"have worked all my life as few men have worked, child,—I have been thrifty and prudent.—now I have lost my all. I can- not work—I, who have had life easy so long, X could not bear to work for any one now in my old age, I have been my own master too many years—I would choose death sooner,' The housekeeper and the servants, at- tracted by my cries, came into the room —then I knew no more—I swooned at their feet. When I recovered consciousness, long hours after, I learned that which nearly made my heart break with grief: In a moment of madness --at the first oppor- tunity in which h found himself alone -- he had shot himself,” and as she con- cluded her recital, her tears flowed copi- ously. " Is Mr. Heathcliff, the nephew, in Lon- don?" interrogated Rutherford, quietly, "No," returned Miss Middleton, "but he has 'been telegraphed to, and we expect him here to -day.' .Rutherford could see that this interview was a great strain upon the young lady's nervus, and wisely concluded, as he thank- ed her, to teke his leave. Glancing once toward Esmond he had noticed that his eyes were lingering on Miss Middleton's face with eager admira- tion, and this somehow, did not quite please him, As the two eentlemen quitted the room —Rutherford slightly in advance, Esmond .turned back, ssying rapidly in a white per which could be heard only by Miss Middleton: You recognize me v. s :, matter of course ---but in the face nt: it all. I say to you -- I wfll be your true friend; I cannot help it. • The next moment he was gone, leaving Miss Middleton staring after hint quite dumbfounded --staring after him with wide-open puzzled eyes. A little later she was sitting in the housekeeper's room, relating all that had just taken place to Mrs, Grey, "The gentleman who accompanied the detective was so peculiar in his manner," she went on, musingly; "his eyes fairly burned like two scorching flames as they gazed into mine --and then, the words that he uttered as he bade me good morning. I cannot begin to comprehend the mean- ing of:—'In the face of it all, I will be year true friend; I cannot help it.' Now whet do you suppose he could mean by that, Mrs. Grey?" "There is but one meaning, my dear," ;via the houeekeeper, laying her hand on the dark, bowed, curly head—"and that, ist--,although you are not the heiress peo- ple look for yeti to be, as Mr. Middleton's niece—you stili have true friends despite that. o gentleman probably has an abrupt manner, and a brusque way of saying things: ' The young -girl's face brightened, though tears atood in the great dark eyes. "1 shall always feel grateful to him fox', speaking so kindly to me, she said, simp- ly; for I have 'always heard whet, you lose your fortune you lose your friends-' but the loss of friends 'and fortune is nee thing to me compared oto the great- lost of losing uncle." "This as a herd trial for you to pass through, my dear," said Mrs. Grey, "bet you must face .lt bravely, I auppose your cousin, Mr. Heathcliff, will be Dere by nestle. He will take all the responsibil- ''-v off 'pour mind," "To Mrs. 'Glrey; 'Have just reached the city -am sltoche ie to hear of the tragedy; will bo with you within: an hour. "(Signed) ICARL Hl1ATlrCLIFF.," Mrs, Grey shuddered. as she Laid down the telegram—not with .cold—for it was a Warm August day, She always felt that strange,'ohilling sensation whenever she saw, or thought of Mr: Middleton's rie- .phew. She could never quite' overcome the aversion she had taken to him a few, months since—at ,first sight, when he had; returned to visit his uncle after an ab- sence of years, travelling •abroad on the continent. On that occasion, a little spaniel be- longing to her, had bounded over the. lawn, barking furiously, at the tall, dark, handsome stranger as he swung, open the: iron gate. "Call the dog off!" he exclaimer,, a.ng ear but- illy, to the gardener, who stood near. the dog wouldn't be called off-rba•Tking, more furiously than ever at the unwel- come guest. • With a fierce muttered imprecation, ground mat between his white teeth. he hurled the luckless spaniel to death with one blow from his polished boot -heel and Passed haughtily up the paved walk. From that moment, the housekeeper had cherished a secret dislike toward Mr Karl Heatheliff. "He is not a man to be trusted," she told herself, and she very seld'om changed her first impressions,' which usually proved correct. CHAPTER III. Esmand parted from the detective at le nearest corner. It would 'never do for ts: man to notice the suppressed excitemt be was laboring under, and which he was doing his best to control. When he reached his office again e old secretary looked at him in alarm"Are you sure you are quite well, ai" he asked, anxiously; 'your faceand pales and your eyes have a vy feverish look in them." "Nonsense, of course I am well," he an., swered, impatiently, adding—"Where is' that paper you were reading, when I left. the office? I should like to look it over." "I beg your pardon, sir." began the sec, retary • 'but if you wish to read about the robbery that occurred last night, 'I would suggest to you to glance over the Times; here is one of the extra's. giving a more explicit account of the affair, It is thought now by one of the detectives who took a survey of the premises, and the body of the banker just as it lay' up on discovery, that he was murdered. In- stead of having committed •uicide, and that the person who opened the safeand took the money did the deed; there is strong circumstantial evidence on that point." It was a great relief to Esmond that the secretary was called from the office at that. moment. "Am I mad, or do I dream?" he groaned, crushing the paper in his hand, starting up from his chair, and pacing the room hurriedly; "the web seems to tighten. around me; yet, I would face the thole thing if it were not for—her." No man in the world had a greater horror of crime than he, yet --could he• be the one to betray this girl—no matter what her sin might be, for he realized that he loved her as he had never loved, a woman before and should. never"love' another woman again,—though in' the face of all the circumstances he almost cursed himself for it—but' alas—to love or not to love, is beyond the "control of mortals.—Love woes where God. listeth; til wasde t' led eve h an d and ho a ri to 1 er 6N6" CEYLON TEA ;Anticipatedt it delight all . ho use t LEAD PACKETS ONLY. BLACK, MIXED OR GREEN. AT ALL GROCERS. S onosrsT` 5 W L1tD–S')C.. LODUIS, 1904. 012 eara ie sI t the bitter lice s aen p xa3 - ° •' �ialitc" e "'Ixr+` �+� 1 tip rLGu" ton with this tragedy—even stir g Meetly a I would give every et y of':rea for- tune for the 'knowledge that she le inno- cent;' he groaned, burying his.' ace in his hands. He was trying to convince his own heart that she was, even against his better judgment. He knew that he held her fate in his hands—yet he would as soon Irma thourht' of plunging a dagger into his ofvn heart as of betraying her. Mighty, unconquerable love, had gained in the conflict, and duty was vanquished. And yet, he told himself—"never was an; honorable man placed in such a predica- ment." There is hut ono way to cure myself of this -orad passion, and that 1s, to leave London at once,' he concluded—and with out trusting himself to look at that beau= tiful face again. It was quite a surprise to the old sec- retary when he announced his decision, He watched Esmond, as he stepped into a hansom cab, which stood before the door, shaking his gray head dubiously. "I cannot make out what is coming over him of late," he muttered—"he acts like a man demented." Esmond left London by the next out- going express—caring little whither he went; no place was new to him. He visit, ed France, Italy. and sunny Spain, where the olive and the myrtle ripen luxuriant- lv under theolden sunshine. • 11e journeyed to Savoy, that marvellous valley which lies under the boulders of Mont Blanc; where the sturdy roses sway' with the wind at the edge of 'the frowned ing glaciers. Ile visited the monastery of St. Bernard. His one idea being con•; stant motion would bring him forgetful. ness; hut go where he would, do what he might, the memory of that fair, girlish face, with its dark innocent eyes, was ever before him. It was evident he could not escape from his thoughts and they were with her wahine: or sleeping. He had adhered strictly to his, reseal." tion that he would read no London paper —ho would know nothing about the' af• fair -•then this great lesson that he had set himself to learn, to forget, might be more readily accomplished in time. At the end of the sixth week a tele- gram reacbod him summoning him back to ,London on important business connect- ed with the company. There was nothing for it but to return at once. Human nature is strangely erratic; as Esmond neared the great smoky city his one thought was—that each mile brought him nearer Irene Middleton—he would soon see her. For the first time since his enforced exile, he bought a London paper, but his heart was too full of confiieting emotions • °mss `1, " > >, ,, ;,,". spa .:];;'iu a r<+r t•.. <:.,m.'v-.r:,,,� r:.c..aY. 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CANADA SUGAR REFINING COMPANY, LIMITED, MONTREAL. Middleton were grouped together in the drawing -room awaiting the arrival of Mr. Karl Heathcliff, the nephew. who seemed rather slow in coming. At length they heard the sound of car- riage wheels, and a moment later, the footman announced — "MHeathcliff." And Mr. Middleton's nephew entered the room, He paused a moment on the thres- hold, and as he stands he is an object Well worth studying; tall, well made, with a f no erect figure and easy bearing that world attract attention even among a crowd bf men. Ilia. 'face is handsome ,bnt not good; the ev, , are dark and piercing; the brows arc arched and thick. but the mouth, we key to the whole face, is it bad one; but it is pot ,visible, being concealed by a thick, curling, dark mustache. It is the Paco of a man who lives entire- ly for himself; who knows no restraint, who consults his own inclinations, aryl who would sacrifice every one and every- thing to himself.. Thera • ie but one tender spot in his na- ture, a.nd that' is his love for Irene Mid dleton; and, though he feels assured that the girl positively dislikes him. he does net despair of winning her at last. He nods- carelessly to Mrs. Grey,, the housekeeper, Fiancee impatiently at the 'group of weeping servants clustered about thedoor!' of their late master's room. then 'cella abruptly for Miss Middleton. "She is in her room, sir, the house. lceeperr answered, "quite sick with a head. ache; she has done nothing but walla the floor: and weep ever since master died." Heathcliff frowned . but made no come ;,'pleat. ci Duringthe three days.. that followed, 1eathcliffe saw very little Of Irene. 11 eta plainly• apparent to him that she avoided, frim on every possible occasion, but he seemed to take no natio° of the ,girl"s, _ aversion outwardly, but inwardly jle resented it fiercely, The ..dal.. following thefuneral, fIre of lily. 13:eathcliff, Mrs. Grey, d ' e the family servants were called together by Lowyyer. Marsh to hear the reading of Mr. Middleton's will. - i Irene, robed in heavy black, sat next tire lawyer—her fair Mina face bent on her hands, a knot of darli ribbon fasten• big back her dark; heavy purls. Karllteithdliif Sat opposite her,, striv- bnk to maintain a careless expression, as e moved restlessly about in his seat. The banker, ,lohn.Middleton, had always" ten recognized as one of the Most (aeon-, i • e of men; therefore it was not to be n.dbred at that his will should have e• sanme characteristic:, .Vet : every one died in saying it was the most neon di-trel, as well es the most unjust -over brought -to light, e will was dated several menthe bock. 'Lawyer Mardi's partner, who bed o put his mind on reading just then. Where was she now? he wondered,'arras she living in dread from day tea day, lest ho --the only person who knew her secret -•-would expose tier? He had don° his utmost to despise her; and he had ended by loving her more, desperately than ever. He would woo'arrd Win her in spite of all, if he could; for life would be nothing to him—without her. Esmond opened the paper mechanieali but the first words that met his eye chained his attention and held him spell- bound. His face paled and a gasp of d's, may broke from his lips as he read tie startling headlines of .a two -column ar- ticl e, The caption was briefly as follows:— The Middleton Safe Robbery, Cleared at Last.—A Startling. Revelation! -•. The Strangest (lase in the :Auirais ofarLon. don's History.-Thc Guilty Party Brought to .Justice Through a Most Peculiar Cir; oumstanoe. The paper' alrnost felT'l' front ti16 strong; White batei that clutched it. The beat lines seetned to, stand out in lctteyps pre, and the fine print which fell0ot it to waver and whirl before his eyes.' Ere we explain the strange stork Pall Mall Gazette disclosed, we must: turn to the cause that led to it, and t brings us back to the eventful clay` r'll:oavart . help the child," the houselceep- . which the household of the tato Ban O....... , „., n the Farm THE • SUCCESSFUL DAIRYMAN. ' No man can succeecl in dairying' and make it realize to its full ca- pacity who does not inform himself and become a student in the busi- ness and put his best thought into, his everyday practice. ::.If there is anything -next to good. cows -that is needed on A, day farm, it is clean, well kept, sanitary stables, £f we are to keep cows at is far cheaper, to keep them in a well appointed stable. Success or failure in the dairy business does not depend upon the size of the farm or the number of cows a man keeps, or the rushing he does, but upon the character of the man, the intelligent thought he gives his business and his manage • ment. Men who take time to think read and study are the ones that are making the money and are "well. satisfied with their vocation. It is not breeding ai.>ne that is going to determine the future use- fulness of the cow; but it must be supported by liberal feeding, daily care and careful observation. Pumpkins will freeze if you don't. watch out, and frozen pumpkins are of no good to anything. Good ripe, sound pumpkins are enjoyed by the cows and help the milk flow very much. drawn it up, had since passed away- At this time the banker was a healthy man. The document, after directing that a few hundred pounds be divided amongst the old-time family servants read:—"And to my niece Xrene, I bequeath my villa in Hyde Park, upon one condition, and that is, that Irene shall marry my nenbew Karl Heathcliff, not later than six months after my demise. at farthest. This is the earnest request of an uncle who has his nieces's welfare at heart., Should Irene refuse to comply with this condition, she is to receive but one pound sterling from my estate, and no more; said•property in Hyde Park. at the expiration of the sti- pulated six months, to pass into the pos- session of my nephew, Karl Ileathcliff. The remainder of 'my estate, both real and personal, I give, bequeath and devise to Karl Heathcliff, unconditionally. "In conclusion, I urge the speedy con. summation of said marriage. I request no mourning worn for me a fortnight af- ter my demise; no exhibition of nrief by closing the house and eschewing society— I wish everything to follow itt its usual routine." The will appointed the deceased lawyer, Lawyer Marsh and Karl Heathcliff as executors. Not a word was Spoken during the en. tire reading of the'will at its close Irene rose to her feet with it low cry. her hands clasped, gazing fixedly at the lawyer. Her face was pale as death, and there was a look of Horror and dismay in the great, dark expanded eyes. Poor girl, she never realized in that mo- ment that she was disinherited—cut of with but, a paltry pound --hurled in a single hour from the height of influence and wealth to face the world as best she might (To be continued.) r Can't ' Burn nor Rot For little money, get a roof: that is weatherproof, won't burn, and is safe even from lightning ---Guarantee bond insuresit. Norepairs,nopaint- in,g. Get roof facts from 1'i/f.S.&S.Co. PRESTON, Me r• FEED FOR THE COLTS. In reading an agricultural paper recently I noticed that an editor ad- vised a farmer to feed a colt during the winter months a ration of ei- ther corn-6,nd hay or oats and hay, no bran, green feed or ground stuff, writes a correspondent. Now a young colt, whether a yearling or two-year-old, will not do so well on a whole grain and hay ration for five months. These youngsters have probably been on succulent pastures all spring and summer and fall, and when they are up and fed this dry ration exclusively they miss their grain. Bran is a very good substi= tute and a scalded mash or bran - with oats, 'scalded, added, is. a fine thing „to give once a week and at night. `"'^t~!', mash -will keep the colts ,i4' ••eoi ditio * e"` will 3 ;op,- T, r+- ia >xtiry it $ O hes a „ .ds w i �s vetch, all make good winter graz- ing when the weather conditions pel'nlit, One bushel of bran to four of oats or corn will be about the right proportion for colts, in fact for horses of all ages. ' Keep plenty of salt convenient, but not in the grain box in the manger, for many horses and colts dislike their salt mixed with their grain. A lump of rock salt is all right in the manger, but not loose table salt. HOW TO TREAT THE ORCHARD The old, neglected orchard with its dead trees and wormy apples is a blot on the face of the earth. Trim, spray, cultivate and :get big returns. Keep the orchard land in good filth. The trees can be set as, soon as the leaves fall. Plant a cover crop in the orchard. Rye, barley, wheat and oats are good non-leoguminous plants, but the legumes are better. .run off all dead or weak Prune branches. Thin out the tops to let the sun n. Burn the diseased branches .so that the other trees will not be eon taminated. It will also be advis- able to open the heads of peach trees, remove surplus branches and take off water sprouts. The soil for orchard purposes must be well prepared and better results may be expected if this is done some time before the trees are to be transplanted. Break the land deep, harrow it well and plant a cover crop of rye, "crimson clover, vetch, oats, wheat or barley. The trees may be set as,soon as the foli- age drops. Gather up dead branches and burn them, as .they are apt to har- bor bark beetles, one of the worst of orchard pests. FEW ARE ABLE TO RESIST. "Bosworth apparently is a man of great force of eharacter," " shown - "Plow was he 'ever. it?" <I overheard him yesterday re- fusing to signa petition for some- thing that he didn't know anything about," ;Some of the spankings children get might do more go< -i<1 on: those who give them t t v f e is% ln. 0e n ea ur 11 $1 th< Du i0 ini. epi abr telt hu fI,S t) o lee en's en ass enc +n1 on oste `th atll owls