The Herald, 1913-01-17, Page 6c
Or A ark Temptation
CRAP".TER XIII,--(Cont'd)
,,e.� terrible light flamed into Evelyn St.
aHaire's steel -blue oyes.
"Then, perhaps, it would be as well for
tare not to mention the rumor that I have
fust, heard eoneerninp; tee girl," she re -
eted icily.
"What is it that you are keeping bask
from pn'. Evelyn.?" he cried hoarsely, eels -
iig both her hands, and gazing anxious -
down into the false, fair blonde faces
f you know where Gay is, in heaven's
name tell me. I cannot endure the sus-
pense; do not torture me, Evelyn. I
will forget that yon have spoken unkindly
of Little Gay If you will only tell me, if
you know, where she has gon(,,"
"I really do not like to tell you the
inner if it is true that you really care
il
r the giril" she faltered, hiding her
=pled face in the folds of her laceof h
ere i a
he not sec the tri-
umph
that might on it.
You may speak out unreservedly, Eve-
lyn!" he Dried hoarsely. "I cannot bear
be euepense; be kind, toll me at once."
She knew the falsehood she was about
to utter would pain him, yet she did not
spare him. She buried her fees still
deeper in the filmy lace folds, whispers
Dog low, yet with fearful distinctness:
"They say the girl has—has—eloped with
Harold Tremain.'
lie fell back as though she had strtrck
him a terrible blow with her soft, white
jeweled hand. The words seemed shrieked
out—trumpet-tongued upop the still air.
The roses in the bay windows of the sun-
lit morning -room seemed to stifle him.
The world seemed to suddenly darken and
stand mill. Through it all the terrible
words seemed to repeat themselves in
mocking echoes: "They say the girl has
eloped with Harold Tremainet"
At that instant his i'arae fell upon Tre-
maine's letter, and like a flash he tore
it open and ran his eyes over the con-
. tents; and while hr. read his fair, heed -
Some fate grew haggard as death itself,
and he caught his breath hard in great;
strangling throes.
gibe letter was as follows;
Percy; --Yo have cheated me out of a
fortune, -nut I flatter myself I have check-
mated you in the interesting game of
hearts. I leave the village forever, but I 1o not go alone; the partner in my flight
s charming, bewitchiing Little Gay. Myips, net your, shall henceforth teach
e
her loveet alluring hisses. Skis is my re-
venge for wresting from me the posses -
Mon of the Passaic Cotton Mills, Now
search for your loot love, fond lover.
Search for a grain of sand on the sea-
shore, a blade of grass in the waving
fields, and you will find it more easily
than you will ever find again, beautiful
peerless Gay. "Harold Tremain."
"Heavens!" groaned Percy Granville in
a voice that was hardly human in its in-
tense anguish, "this is horrible -horrible."
The veins stood out like whip -chords on
his forehead, and the perspiration gather-
ed in beads on his white, horror-stricken.
haggard, face.
Like one mad, he sprung toward the
door.
Oh, Percy, Perey, what would you do?"
cried Evelyn, clinging to him in wild
Alarm.
I am going out into the world to prove
this accursed letter a base falsehood," he
cried hoarsely, maddened with, rage. "I
will never believe my darling went with
him of her own tree will. By Aeaveni I
lleeve he has abducted her—I could swear
He raised hen right hand and register-
eda terrible vow of vengeanee.
"I will follow the fiend incarnate!" he
cried. X will force my
way through locks
and bars and seas of blood—slaying any
man who dares oppose me, and snatch my
darling from Harold Tromaine's arms. '
"How madly he loves her," thought
Evelyn, despairingly; "he will never be
mere to me than he is now while my hat-
red rival lives.
"I love him -1 love him I" she cried wild-
ly, as she rode slowly homeward; "yet
with all my beauty, which women envy
Ford men rave ever, I have failed to win
m. I might an well be plain and ugly
or all the good it does me."
A sudden thought occurred to her—she
would follow Percy Granville to the city,
and baffle him in his attempts to find his
lest love if it lay in human skill and
woman's wit.
That night when Percy boarded the ex-
press a tall dark figure heavily cloaked
and veiled went by the same train.
She took rooms at the same hotel` in
which Perry established himself; order
ing her meals served in her own apart-
ment, however. On the second day after
her arrival at the hotel, Miss St. Claire
sent for
the' thrillingtt enttwflich
*shipwrecked two lives, and tore two lov-
ifar hearts asunder.
Miss St. Claire had left word at the of-
fice that she wash expct.ting her maid on
the 8,30 train, and that slit: should be sent
up to her room at once when the arrived.
Slowly the bands of the elided cloak
on the marble mantel crept around to
ten; the heiress was growing impatient.
What could Ael<x''s delay mean? she
asked herself.
As if in answer to her thoughts, there
was a hurried tap on the door.
It was one of the bell -boys.
"If you please, ma'am," he began
breathlessly, the head clerk in the race
pent me up to tell yen that the 8.30 train
arae met with a frightful disaster on the
outskirts of the city; its a total wreck,
Many of the passengers were killed out-
right. The rear ear was hurled clean off
the bridge down into the water below.
The bodies have all been removed to the
morgue. The clerk 'aye a carriage is at
our dfeposal if you would like to go and
fklentify your maid."
shrinking ibeaka
eaks rin
horrrort andbre-
pugnance at the very thought of snob a
ghastly Beene.
Yet there was no help for it; of course
she meet go and identify Avice.
More than likely Avice bad the letter
the had written her in her pocket; it must
plot fall into other hands, for she had
been mad enough to declare her firm re-
eolve to part Percy Granville from Gay
Nstorbrook forever. "I would kill her, if
could sweep her from my path in no
.other way," ehe had written renklessly,
She remembered it all as she stood there,
clutching her whitte�,, jeweled hands to.
gother, staring at the boy in terror,
P'have�the carriagee brought oundrtoe the
ladies' entrance without delay.
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• of the kind, find
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4notee red doses not needed. 25e, a hoz
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I 54
She drew a long garnet plush mantle
over her violet silk dress, threw a light
veil over her blonde face and golden
hair, and a few moments later was whirl-
ing swiftly through the streets and across
the river.
A deathly faintness seized the haughty,
dainty heiress as she was ushered into
the main apartment of the morgue by tho
keeper.
The scene which met her gaze, the pite-
ous wails of those searching for loved
ones, were heart-rending to hear and see.
Evelyn St. Claire gathered her silken
robes closer about her, and glided among
the searchers, scanning the silent forms
upon the pallid, frozen marble beds, feel-
ing faint and dizzy at ev ry step; the
odor of the charnel -house sickened her.
Carefully she made a tour of the room.
Avice was not there.
As she turned away with a sigh of in-
tense relief she encountered two of the
attendants, hearing between them a slen•
der, girlish form, which they laid upon a
marble receptacle then turned away.
One instant Evelyn gazed on the lovely,
pallid- face, around which the soft, dark
curls clung in pitiful disorder, as it lay
upturned to the dim, flickering light, then
she sprung forward with a shrill cry.
"Merciful Heaven, it is Gaynell Ester-
brook—the girl is dead I"
The keeper of the place turned to her
sharply.
You are mistaken, lady," he said.
"That is not the name of this girl, I as•
sure you."
Evelyn St. Claire flashed such a look of
malignant scorn and triumph on the man
that it fairly staggered him.
"How dare you contradict mg?" she ex-
claimed imperiousl "I have cause to
know this girl well; I would know her
am ng countless thousands,"
"I4 may be a case of striking ream -
blame, perhaps," insisted the man dog-
gedly. "I will prove to you, lady, beyond
a doubt you ars at fault as to this girl's
identity. I have known her from child-
hood up; her name is Katy Lee. I was
sorry she was not good, for she was a
pretty girl- Her father was a miller away
down in Kentucky. Do you see this small
star-shaped mark on her left temple?" he
asked, pushing back the clinging nut-
brown curls; "well, the old water wheel
in the mill caused that when Katy was
a little ohild. I dare say there are plenty
who remember that accident to this day;
it is not eo many years ago. If you are
not yet convinced I will send for the peo-
ple amongwhom she was stopping."
Then Evelyn St. Claire noticed what
she had failed to observe before—thee girl
was certainly taller by almost a head
than Little Gay,
But the face- "Oh, was there ever a
more remarkable, a more wonderful re-
semblance?" she thought, shudderingly.
Then, as ehe stood there, gazing on the
face so fatally like Little Gay's, a terrible,
swift, dark temptation flashed across the
brain of the beautiful, guilty heiress --a
temptation so startling that it almost
took her breath away, a plot so diabolical
that it took all her guilty strength to look
it calmly in the face and contemplate it.
Ah, if she could but bribe this man—
tempt him in any way to give out to the
world that this girl was Gaynell Ester -
brook,; oh, if she could but bribe him to
state that a card or envelope bearing that
name was found in her pocket!
Let 7'ergyy, Granville fly. to.the Morgue to
view the" remains if he would—if shecould
but pyrchase this man's silence -she would
defy Gay's nearest and dearest friends to
detect the deception, or discover the glar-
ing fraud, the dead girl's face was so
fatally the exact counterpart of Gay's.
If Percy Granville could be brought to
believe Gay dead, utterly lost to him for-
ever, in time his heart might turn to her
again; it was a glorious, golden dream,
and worth the most valiant struggle.
It will never be known in what man-
ner Evelyn St. Claire approached the man
and wen him over to her atrocious scheme;
whether she brought all the bewitching
beauty of her glorious blonde loveliness
to bear upon his susceptible heart, or
whether she tempted him by the power
of gold. In after years, when the man
looked bank to that night it seemed like
a dream to him; he never remembered
why he had consented to the horrible vow
of eternal silence with which she sealed
his lips, or why he did not repeat ere he
gave to the reporters the next morning
the slip the beautiful, mycpterious straw
ger had written out for him to send to
the daily papers for publication.
lie put the lyn
had lost fromh
erdoess-andwhich sleeve-link
slay
upon the floor unnoticed until after her
departure --carefully away, and tried to
forget the affair.
An hour later, flushed and trembling
with excitement, Evelyn returned to her
hotel. Avice was awaiting her there; the
maid had missed the first train, and come
br the second, luckily escaping the dines..
ter.
The next day all that was mortal of the
beautiful girl, whose fatal resemblance to
Gay was so marked, was laid to rest, and
the notice appeared in the evening paper,
with a simple headline "Found Drowned"
•--a slender, dark-haired, pretty young girl,
whose identity had been clearly estab)ieh•
ed by an old envelope found in her pocket,
together with a handkerchief, marked in
indelible ink with the name 'Gay Ester
brook:
It stated the body 'would be interred that
day, as no friends had appeared to claim
it.
This was the horrifying paragraph that
met Percy Gir'anville's eyes in his 'room
that night.
Like one mad he sprung from his chair
with a terrible cry:
Gay, my Little Gave -dead!" he groaned.
"My rend! it cannot bel"
Like one mad, he caught Ms his hat and
dashed out into the street with an awful
err.
Men, women and children looked curi-
ously at the handsome, fairhaired young
man with the bitterness of death in his
face as they passed him by.
They were nothing' to him. --the whets
world was nothing to him; he did not
even see them.
An hove' eater, with a white haggard
face and a heart en fire, he entered the
gate of the cemetery. Ile met the old ace -
top in the broad, graveled path.
A grave was made here to -day," be
maid hoarsely; "a grave in which a young
and lovely gtir) was laid - conduct me to
it—I will pay you. well for it, "
He followed his guide through the lonely
paths, and among the tall,white, polish-
ed shafts glimmering so plely cold under
the light of the golden stars.
This is the grave," said the sexton,
naustne before a new -made' mound.
With a bitter' try, Percy flung himself
upon it; the next instant •he sprung to
Ito feet and faced the old ,man with a
strange, gleaming light hi his blue eyes.
YOU must open this grave for me," he
pante hoarsely. "Witch! hoar me out. I
will make you a rich man for life if you
will do it—no one will know. It is my
young bride who is lying here—let me kiss
her lips cold in death—just once, and I
will .go meetly away, Refuse me, and I
swear to you be yonder solemn stare I
will shoot myself through the heart upon
her Bravo. I would as coop die as live,
anyhow,,', be added hoarsely; "life has
little enough, therm for me now that elle
Is gene."
In vafn the old neaten eftpostulated, The
Young man's grief was so poignant that
in pity at last he consented; besides, he
WAS poor Indeed, and the promise of the
band omN
a r ward was ap slight weight
to influence ina,
Pive minutes" later the old man was
working wear will
i4 will.
A luckier thrill thr h young
man very tool a4 the Ago �s k coldly
Alength upon the coma lid.
It wag surely the eaddeet s sift upon
which the pale stars ever 1'az. as the
Boffin was drawn slowly, care llq . into
the upper air from the cold, deem earth.
The dietraeted young elan threw him.
telt on his knees by the casket, stifling
bitter groans, and .with breathless "haste
wrenching off the lid with cold, clammy
an
Anotds,
her instant and it was flung off,
stars shone softlyhdownupo li
the llovely
pallid, girlish, cof2'ined face, around which
the damp, •dark curls -clustered in beau-
tiful tender rings,
One swift,terrible glance' of anguish,
ewitt and eep as eternity—oh, God, how
well he had loved her 1—then Pony Gran-
ville bent still nearer over the cold, gir-
lish form with an awful ore,
CHAPTER XIV,
Percy Granville pressed his lips to the
beautiful dead face ution which the ten-
der starlight gleamed, with bitter, pas•
sionato cries.
The thrilling ordeal' was over; he had
gazed on the lovely face, wept 'over it as,
strong men weep but once in a lifetime,
laid burning kisses on the still, cold lips,
yet he has not discovered the glaring
fraud that bad been practiced upon him.
The fatal resemblance this : face bore to
that of Little Gay blinded even the sharp-
ened eyes of love.
The casket was returned to earth again,
and its terrible secret remained unre-
vealed.
Percy Granville believed that he had
looked upon the sweet face of his beautiful
girl -bride for the last time in this world.
He pressed aocketbook full of bank-
notes in the old sexton's hand, 'turned
away, and staggered out of the cemetery,
rather than walked, just as the feint
beams of early dawn were struggling'
athwart the eastern sky.
He left the city on the early morning
train, leaving the followingnote with the
clerk of the hotel, to be elivered to his
friend when he should arrive.
"My dear ChesIeigh, An event has hap-
pened which renders my remaining to meet
vou, as per agreement, impossible.. When
I can control my feelings sufficiently to
be able to, write calmly, I will open my
heart to you, and let you know the whole
sad affair whish has wrapped my life for
evermore in the darkest gloom. *
"Yours in great sorrow,
"PEROY GRANVILLE."
This was the note which Harry Chee-
leigh received when he arrived at the
hotel about noon that day.
"Granville seems to be in pretty deep
trouble," he mused. "By George, now, it
wouldn't be a bad idea to make an effort.
to rouse him from his despondency. It
would be a capital plan to bring heel up
Leighton
week
The
old cheer up it any
ono could. I'll get Ione to send him s
pressing invitation at once, and I'll join
my entreaties with hers."
The next day the invitation was duly
sent.
Percy Granville read the urgent invita-
tions over with a dreary sigh.
"There's nothing like plunging into the
very whirlwind of gayety to forget trou-
ble, old boy," Ohesleigh had written; "you
must come."
Ile is right," Percy concluded at lonyea;
"if I stay here brooding over the death of
Little Gay I shall go mad, Yes, I might
as well try to seek oblivion and forget-
fulness in gayety as any other way."
To Ione Leighton's intense delight, Percy
wrote a polite acceptance to her �wid in-
vitation, stating. however. 'that itu"o
be six weeks, perhaps, before' the could
avail bimeelf of the hospitality of the
young ladies of Leighton hall.
Ione was in a flutter of excitement.
"I never met himm but once," she said
laying down the eliandmgr
some onoamad
envelope and turning ts Grace eagerly.
That was at Long Branch last season.
Oh, but be's a dashing young fellow,
though," she went on enthusiastically—
fair and kingly like the picture of Romeo.
While I•was at Vassar, Evelyn St. Clair
my roommate, did nothing but talk ''oi
hint; she was desperately in love with him:
If I get a good chance, Grace, I will try
to cut Eva St. Clair out with her hand-
some beau,"
Of course we shall have to give a grand
ball for him, send out cards for an arch-
ery party, a lawn fete, horseback can-
teric, and a yachting party. We must
make it delightfully pleasant for him, you
"Balls in general are so tiresome," com-
plained Grace, tilting back in her arm-
chair. "Wily don't we have a grand fancy
masked ball in his honer?—now that would
be perfectly delightful; have tableaus,
charades, and all that sort of thing clone
mon balls are such stiff affairs."
"It would be an excellent idea," assent-
ed Ione, delightedly. "We will make it so
pleasant for him that he will want to. come
often.,,
Oh, Ione," cried Grace, starting to her
feet, "I had quite forgotten theoor, pret-
ty sick girl lip -stairs. We couldn't have
mer invent going on with the shadow of
death hoveng 'over the house."
Ione Leighton's face darkened and. her
black eyes dilated wrathfully.
I should like to see her presence in-
terfere with my plans," she said coolly;
if she were dying, the miserable beggar,
ft would not matter a particle to ms, It
was horrible of papa to set his foot down,
as be calla it, that she should not bepre-
oro po rhouse from le ithe eleoe for hoe m less,
wandering vagrants like that," flashed, out,
Ione angrily.
"Oh, Ions Tone! how can you talk like
than" cried Grate, inexpressibly shocked;
"she is a young girl like one of us feeble,
hasp a�roof You
roher head dur ng herfierce
battlings with grim death for her poor
found thecpoor girl and brought herahere
just when he did, she would have perish -
out lone pi there
amidst tohhear herlmoaa ,
or hold a cooling draught of water to•her
perched lips."
crimson mouth as ehe shook out the e f lds
of her lace dinner -dress, and readjusted
the pearl bracelets on her plump wrists..
ere be continued.)
None Have Come Up. -
Smith and Jones were discussing
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head of the house—the man or the
woman. "I am the head of my :es.
tablishment," said Jones. " "I am
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Every conjurer knows that, in
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problem is so puzzling that those
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slightest clue iia its solution.. A
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It is rather unusual, however, to
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atter I had performed it one night
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She was suffering from "nerve -a,"
and her husband felt sure that her
health would be seriously injured
if she did not know the secret of
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curiosity, and in so doing earned
her husband's gratitude.
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e 1
,
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During these three years, th
bull, if he is a wrong one, will hay
been destroying the 'dairy char
ter that probably took many yea
to establish.
The reason wily pedigree bulls i
the
past have failed as popula
sires in the dairy herds is to, be a
tributed to a great extent to th
cattle shows. Breeders of bulls fo
sale, naturally look to the sho
yards for publicity and success t
bring their cattle under the notic
of the buyers. -e
Bulls of Dairy Strains le
at one year old, the usual age fo at
exhibiting, do not fill the eyes witl ma
the same effect as the beef type, s 'Be
they do not appear in the prize hal ed
E and are branded as inferior accord- ent:
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In latter years, a great Chang.'' yt
has come over the cattle industry, Lai
Dairyihi has advanced by leaps an day
Winds.
'Breeders of pedigreed cattle .havrn'Ii
awakened to the fact of a new po ,rate
sition in the dairy industry. Jersey",£3
and Ayrshire cattle, having Iongn
been bred for dairy cattle, do not 'net
come under the ban already men-
tioned, but pedigree Shorthorns, u- l
although there have always been
deep milkers among them, have ' w
been regarded with 'Suspicion in the re
best dairying districts.
Latterly, the herds 9f Shorthorns
that were bred on dairy lines have
been pushed very much to th.e
front -cows of this breed have ap- I:'n-
peered at the dairy shows and have -b
proven
proven repeatedly that the right;h
sort of Shorthorns can be first-class lied
dairy cows. •: Cr
The following are good dairy lu
breeds : )jai
The Jersey is invariably a,dmitteditler'<
to be the ideal cow for butter pro -de
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she is big in the body, showing pleat
ty of room for the vital organs an
also capacity for dealing with the
full supply of food, so necessary for
a dairy cow.
Island bred Jersey cows have are`
appearance of delicacy, but the
cows bred hereabouts seem to be
quite able to stand the climate. The
Jersey is occasionally a very heavy
milker. As a rule she milks reason
ably well, but her strong point is
The Richness of the Cream.
The Ayrshire is a medium-size
cow. Her strong point is the large
average milk yield. Ayrshire mil
is not unusually rich in butterfat
It is equally serviceable for butte
and cheese making and for the mi]
trade.
The point which recommends
mills for cheese making is the ma)
size of the fat globules in the milk
When they are small, as in the Ayr
shire milk, they do not rise quick
ly No that they are caught in th
curd when it c<rtgulates.
Jersey milk has large, fat globule
which rise quickly, making the in
unsuitable for cheese making.
The Shorthorn, particularly t
Lincoln Red, is In, my experienc
the dairy cow par excellcn
'Enormous yields of milk are qui
the rule among good cows of th
breed. True, the milk is not eve
l:1eli in lbilttez:faty but it is sufl)cie
Iy rich to make 14e Cow a lair
yielder of butter. It is nol `un
mon for Shorthorns.to .milk ov
1,000 gallons in a yesr; blot push
the yield at 800: galls - of ci
per tent -milk, we get 2404OtindL
butter while a ,cow yielding 500 g
long ofwfout per cent, milk gives
little over 200''pound's of butter.
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