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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1908-01-10, Page 39�Y9L9i99L91:9L4i9i9i9i9L9L9i9L9i9i9i8L9L9i lg The True and The False ToorzennonoCAUNIGNIMEAU eatteteetemeee.esee,--,-- Upon the present occasion, no heavy state 'affair, ,no reformatory proj.eota not even a neighborhood improvement— but a more genial family interest en- gaged Mr. and Mrs. Hunter. As Maud entered, her father, with a cheerful, en- couraging countenance, held out his arms to her; and when she came to him ,he drew her between his knees and set her down, and emilgd in 'her face. Maud thought she had never seen her father look so strong and calm and benig- nant—so full of glower and goodness and self-reliance—and a certain high faith and hope mingled with her love and rais- ed ittalmost to worship as she lifted her eyes to his face. He said: "I sent for you, my dear, to tell you to relieve yourself from all uneasiness, to cast all your care on me—for 'I care for you. I have the. desire and the abil- ity ,to make you happy. Of what avail, indeed, were my agd and position, if 1 had not the power to bless our one ohild, All that I ant, and have, my love, will I use in making your mother's child con- tent. You do not know what took me to Baltimore? No; for -I would drop no hint of a purpose that must have been a subject of exeitement and anxiety to you during my Absence, and would have hindered your recovery. But I went to Baltimore in pursuit of Falconer. 1 understand that boy thoroughly, my dear; his very faults grow out of a noble, thennib misguided, nature, which time, experience and knowledge will correct. I feel a real and deep interes& in him, my dear, and not solely upon your account, but also upon his •own and hie family's. I have great hopes for ]nim, my love—he will yet do very well; he will yet be an -honor to his friends and to his country." "Did you see him in Baltimore, my dear father?" "No my dear, I did better than that. It would not have been well to have seen him in the mood he was then in. But I was enabled to make a tolerably accurate guess as to the places where I should be most likely to hear news of hint. As there was no election pending I made inquiries about him at artiste' studios. I found that he had visited sev- eral in Baltimore, and that he was go- ing •the next day to Washington City Now, therefore, in order to effect my . purpose in his behalf,it was necessary for me to precede him thither. I did so. I set out by the night coach. and reached the city by the next morning. Immedia ately after breakfast, I went to see our friend Donzoni, the Italian sculptor, in the employment of the Government" "A man, my love, who owes bis pre- sent fortune to your father's patronage. Fifteen years ago, when we first went to Europe, Mr. Hunter found, in a small village in Italy, a poor, unfriended, but highly gifted young artist, who, in ad- dition to the trials of genius, had en- dured persecutions, and well-nigh suf- fered martyrdom for the freedom of his thoughts and utterances upon religious and political questions. Your father brought him to this country, procured him a government contract, and laid the foundation of his present fortunes. Donzoni, my child, is one of the many men .of genius in all the departments of life, who we their success to your father's discriminating benevolence and timely aid," said Mrs. Hunter, warmly. Maud lifted an almost worshipping glance to her father's noble countenance, but he only smiled and kissed her, and shook his head, saying: "I do not know, my dear; every one whom I have been so happy to assist. would probably have succeeded without my aid, though possibly not so soon and easily as with it. Genius, like murder, will out, and it is easier to clear the way for It than to repress and keep it back. But as I was about to say, my dear, T. found Donzoni in his stud.io, near the Capitol. I had a long and confiden- tial conversation with him. I spoke of Falconer—spoke highly and I am entre justly, of his genius and promise. I found id: that lie knew and appreciated the boy. said: have been turning over ir'my mind And then.I held out such strong induce ibg menta to him as decided him to offer Falconer a place in his studio as pupil and assistant. I received his promise to this effect, and took leave with the un- derstanding that he should Come in the evening and sup with me at my lodgings at Brown's. It turned out exactly as I had expected. When Donzoni came in the evening, he informed me that Falooner had called at his studio about the middle of the .afternoon, soon after the arrival of the day -coach from Baltimore, in face, and that he had made the stipulated feet, and that he had made the stipulated been immediately accepted. Therefore, you see, my dear, for the present, Falcon- er is safe and provided for." ° "My dear father! my dear, dearest fa- ther!" said Maud kissing his hands, with the tears in her eyes. "And Falconer, Be yet, knows not to whom he is indebted for his present good fortune," said,`q Mrs. Hunter. "Aa yet, nothing; nor is it necessary that he should. In the boy's present snood, the knowledge would be worse, than useless— it would be detrimental. All he' wants from me now ,is my Maud;, and he 'grants her instantly, and as I. k eannot give her to him yet, he would spurn all other benefits. He is young, fiery, headstrong, self-willed. He has .al- ways not only really been his own mas- ter, but has considered himself every- body- else's.' He never was opposed, pro- bably, in his life before—and now to be frustrated in the very dearest wish of his heart,' just in the hour of ,its frui- tion, and by a man whom he considers it a religious duty yto hate, too, hall - maddens the poor boy, and nn wonder. We must allow him time to recover him- self," said Daniel Hunter, smiling. "My dear father! my dear, honored father'" murmured his child, under her breath, as she pressed his hands to her bosom and to her lips. . whether it was beat oe not to leave a tot decide how farr togo awl whore difficult to stop in dealing with a young gentle- man of his character and disposition. It would not be well to spoil hha --to feed his egotism and Increase his pre- sumption, of which he has a plenty, poor boy. What sa110.l 1 no, Augusta 1" "Leave your card with hint, Mr. Hun - t,81. Wherever there is a doubt let good feeling decide. And purely, dear- est, if any one in the world ean afford, to act out the utmost desire of his be- nevolence without the •possibility of mis- interpretation, it is yourself: Of what worth else are your position and years R° Augusta," he sand, anv. I will do so, gathering up his papers, he Look his hat and left the apartment. Mre. Hunter went to her dressing - room, where a• couple. of tnaniva-makers were engaged in fitting the young ladies with ball and street dresses: As she en- tered, she heard the voice of bliss Hon- oria in fretful complaint. "I really never imagined such countri- fied notions; but country girls are so queer." "What is it, my dear?" inquired the lad"Why, mamma, 1 said 1 really did wish papa would see Montplaisir'e !mir- dye, for, indeed, he really is as gray as a rat! But, Maud here objects; she * * « « « 0 In the meantime, if any one is inter- ested in knowing it, Mies Honoria had Sir Henry Percival all to herself in the drawing -room. And the young English- man had got himself into a beautiful entanglement. Meeting with his relatives Mr. and Mre. Hunter, in London, and joining their party for the sake of com- ing over to the United States and see- ing the Anieriean people at home, he..had been attracted by the superficial beauty of Honoria's face, and during the lou sea voyage had paid her such "particular attentions as had somewhat committed him with the beauty in love with the baronetcy. But at the very first sight of Maud Hunter, for the very first time in his life, he really and irrevocably lost his heart. And you may imagine how de- lightful it was, under such circumstances, to be tacitly given over by all parties to Miss Honoria. And he remained at Hewitt Hall, apparently as the suitor of Honoria—really •es the lover of Maud —a position which neither Masud nor her parents had perceived. CHAPTER XXVII. Soon after the first of January, Mr. Hunter wrote to his agent in Washing- ton to engage for his use a furnished house in the "court end" of the city— and early in February h'e removed thith- er with his family. As soon as it was known that Daniel Hunter was established in his town house for the season, his doors were besieged by visitors, who had not enjoyed the op- portunity of paying their respects to the great statesman and diplomatist since his return from his long residence in Europe. It became an absolute ne- necessity to appoint weekly even- ings upon which to receive bis friends, in order to secure a portion of his time to himself and his family. And, there- fore, Mr. and Mrs. Hunter agreed upon Wednesday evening of each week upon which to see the worengraved to thhatt eeffect. had their cards While they were together consulting over their visiting lise, Daniel Hunter says—" "Yes! What said my Maud?" asked Op lady, turning to her daughter as Honarisr, paused, mother's, and her father's, and Falcon- 44 if A B or's. It was this sweet humility and modesty that so endcured her to all hearts that subdued the feeling of envy o e CUM HER and silenced the tongue of detraction • in her rivals; that deepened admiration 1l�il�1' into love. Yee! a disinterested love was f.� R:' This is the kind of proof that convinces the sentiment she awakened in all, even the coldest, the most worldly hearts. Old men and maidens, young men and matrons, all•who 'looked upon the beau- tiful girl, felt their hearts drawn to her ---looked upon her and loved her. And in the meantime, how did poor Falconer bear title? Eating his own Heart in sullen rage. His almost fear was realized ---his "Star of Silver Creek" had risen upon the city—and for one poor lover, had a town full of adorers. Rumor also gave her in marriage. It was said that the beautiful Miss Hunter and the young English baronet, seen al- ways in her company, were affianced, and that that was the reason why the young lady received the adulation ot all others with such gentle indifference. All these rumors reached the poor fel- low in his studio, and he ground his teeth in silent torture—the harpies of jealousy, rage and despair were gnawing at his heart. "I said, mamma, that I loved his gray' locks, and I do. They are his, and 1 should not know him without them." "Nor I, my dear," said Mins. Hunter. "Oh, but that is so ridiculous note, Maude Why, papa is only fifty, and he is as gray as an owl, and, really, he ought to dye his hair. I really do wish he would!" "And I really do assus'e you, Miss Honoiia, if you speak ofstieh a thing in connection with your father, you will incur my displeasure," said the lady, gravely. "But, mamma, why? Now you, to be sure, do not need • anything like tliat. You look twenty years' younger than papa.. -You have no gray hairs. Your heed is as raven black as ever." "No," said Augusta, with emotion, "because he has sheltered it so well. His hair is bleached by the storms of life that have beaten on his head; and mine is unfaded because he has leaned over me, and sheltered me with himself; be- cause, notwithstanding all the trials and sorrows and casualties of life, he has made me so content. Yes! so happy. God bless his premature grey hair! it is a crown of glory descended upon his head." The lady's heart was deeply moved by a life's .memories rushing up- on her; yet, thinking that she had at first spoken somewhat coolly to poor l'ien's frivolous child, she drew the young girl to her, and :hissed her cheek, saying, gently: "I am not displeased withy ou my des,t, you. did but , mis- take. When'you'i 'clar7ger, and, know and feel more, you may :see a ,deeper beauty and deeper meaning in grey hair than:you ever saw in black or auburn tresses." Engagements of every description crowded upon the Hunters, and it was just impossible to evade or escape them. Every morning there were calls to make or reeeive, or shopping or sight-seeing to do, or some great debate in Congress to hear. Every day there was a dinner party at home or abroad. Every even- ing a ball or a reception somewhere, or a party made up for the opera, the thea- tre, or a concert. And so every hour of the day, and every day of the week, ex- cept the Sabbath, was filled up. And Daniel Hunter laughed, and said: "Well, wells let's yield the point! Let the world have us while we are here. By-and-by we shall be at home" And the beautiful Maud. Hunter re- ceived an honor, to which, in her mod- esty and humility, the maiden had cer- tainly never aspired—she became the reigning belle, the toast, the divinity, the rage, the enthusiasm of the fashion- able world at Washington. Mrs. Hunter always pre lded at her daughter's toilet, and perhaps it was quste as much to her mother's exgiusite taste as to her own exceeding grace and love- liness that the maiden owed her posi- tion as queen of fashion, as well as of beauty. Whatever style of dress Miss Hunter originated, at once became the prevailing mode, and was immediately adopted by ladies of all height and eom- plexion—by the majestic and the petite —the brunette and the blonde—the fleshy and the fragile—the pale and the 0 0 0400062442440430403 000 Cz "I knew it," be growled to himself; "I knew it! I said so! I told her of it! Oh! prophetic son' of mine! I foretold that she had only to be seen to be wor- shipped, and only to be worshipped to be Won!" And to relieve himself and express his sentiments, he flew to his art, and made a model of the Laocoon strangled by serpents, and showing a countenance so diabolical with anguish, despair and magignity, as could only be inspired by such a ,'tate of mind as that of the art- ist. Be seldom went out, for he was to- tally unconnected in the city, and h,e scornfully rejected the good offices of the only mall who both could and would have introduced him into society. He would not honor Mr. ,hunter'scard with any sort of notice; when he first got it, he took it up, and turned it about with a hitter and sour smile, and read, "Dan- iel Hunte;. receive, Wednesday evenings at 8 o'cloc-k," and said: "`Daniel Minter!' Just see the ar- rogance of that mangy just see 'the pride man that apes humility!' would have written Mr. Daniel Hunter, but he writes Daniel Hunter as if it were Julius Caesar! And it deceives the people, tool Pah! how I hate hum- bug!" and so saying he tossed the 'card over his shoulder, and hammered away at his work, digging vicious furrows in the unlucky brow of the Laocoon. And all this while Daniel Hunter was silently and secretly watching over the. boy, and promoting his interests. He lost no opportunity of recommending the young sculptor to his friends. Anti all commissions for busts, medallions, statu- ettes, ete., which Falconer received dur- ing the winter, and which, with an artist's pleasant egotism, he ascribed solely to his own merits, were entirely owed to Daniel hunter's exertion and influence in his behalf. Falconer never saw. Maud exceptat church, or in the ladies' gallery of the Senate, or in the carriage on the avenue, or at some concert or opera, and then she was always with her parents and the odious Sir Henry Percival. And the boy was too proud and resentful to approach her under such circumstances. So passed the season until it drew near its close. Congress adjourned on the 4th of March, and the fashionable world was preparing ot leave Washing- ton. Falconer did not know, and scorned to inquire, whether Daniel Hunter and his family would leave with the others. But he had not spoken with Maud since her arrival in the city, nor, in fact, since their separation at the altar. And now an intense, irresistible longing to speak to her, to hear her speak, todk posses- sion of his soul. The President's last reception was to be held on the evening of the 3rd of March, and all the world was expected to be there. The Hunters would be pres- ent, of course. And n alconeO'Lear resolved to goaej y perhaps the last opportunity ,he should have of see- ing and speaking 4o Maud.. 001 Most people know that if they have w 4' been sick they need Sc'o'tt Enaz�r, s or to bring back health and. strength. But the strongest point about Seem',.' 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He glanced at the eentr'e of +the room, where the chief magistrate stood, attended by the mars'ltal and other civic ansI military officers; and shook hands with all com- ers' among those hundreds, until Fal- cnoor had compassion on the muscles of the old man's right arm, and ,won - dared if it were possible he could go en- tirely through with the multitnide. The did not linger there; he did not care en iota for the President, who was 'not of his thinking in pplitics; besides, he thenght the best feeling was to be shown in not helping to ting that aged band to death;+ so, withou.c waiting to shake ' hgnds with his excellency, he worked 14s way through the crowd and entered the "east room"—the grand saloon of the Presidential mansion. (To be continued.) blooming—whether it became them or not. 0f her it was trite that: Beauty watched to imitate And gather from her air and gait The graces of its queen. Doubtless there had been Otho" belles in Washington city. Settee: niter season they had successive and successfully electrified the fashionable circles there. Each winter had witnessed the rise, cul- mination and decline of ,a new star in fashion's hemisphere. But they -ono and all, had been spoiled by adulation even in stheir school days—were full of the pride and vanity "of conscious beaus ty born;" were unnatural, artificial, af- feeted—the Juno -like, with lofty -and im- perial airs—the sylph -like, with poetic and sentimental graces.. Maucl was dif- ferent from all those—the child of beau- ty, genius and goodness, she was the un- spoiled child of nature as truly. The charm—the winning and endear- ing charm of Maud hunter's beauty was her innocent consciousness of its pos- session and of its effect. She really did not know that she was the most beauti- ful and most admired girl in the city. And all the adulation she received, she lsimply accepted as offered solely to Dante] Hunter's daughter. Her mother had ever been her ideal of perfat heectr beau -own• ty; and if ever .the maiden had a- vain personal .dosirq, l• eaitd was th hair and eyes bceii dark, like' her So when the evening came, he made a careful toilet, and set out for the Presi- dential mansion. The nutnerpus car- riages of all descriptions, with their horses' heads turned thitherward, the crowd of carriages lining the avenue, and thronging the drive through the lawn, and ranged before the mansion, admon- ished this poor, solitary foot -passenger how great the press of wealthy, fashion- able, or distinguished visitors would be. He entered. the grounds by the side gate, and there he found plenty of company in the humbler visitors that thronged the paved. foot -way, and were hurrying on to the most democratic assembly in the world. He went on, and the nearer he approached the mansion, the thicker, the more impassable became the crowd. He arrived at its portals, and found the steps, halls and passages literally block- ed up with the multitude, who had come to pay their last respects to the most popular President the Country had seen since the days of ti1'a.ehington. Slowly, and with great difficulty', he "worked his passage" through halls and A JOLT TO A JINGO. The Toronto Saturday Night has the following incident: A goal story has reached the city concerning a speech recently delivered in Washington, D. C., by Mr. J. A. Mac- donald, editor of the Globe. Mr. Macdon- ald, who has been much in demand as a public speaker, was one of the leading orators at a big. Y. M. C. A. gathering at the American capital a few weeks ago. The meetings were held in a big hall which accommodated about 8,000 people. The Toronto editor was on the programme for the second night. • One of the speakers on the first night_ was the Governor of one of the Caro- linas—a big, fat, clean-shaven man, seeming to be the, personification of the being the illustrated papers ar fond of portraying as the politician of the beef trust type. Even though it was an in- ternational occasion, and many of the ambassadors of foreign powers had seats on the platform, he ohose to grow eloquent in a jingoistic strain. In loud tones he dilated on the magnificent resources of the country and reminded them that the United States supplied the world with -fifty per cent. of this, eighty per cent. of that and ninety per cent. of something else. Among other things he said the United States supplied the world with ninety-seven per cent. of peanuts. Annoyed at this inopportune jingoism, some of those present asked Mr. Mao- donald to say something in his speech on the following night to offset it. Others facetiously dared him to use the word peanuts. He did both. As he rose to speak he was encouraged by three Can- adians, who occupied seats at the front of the hall, who rose and sang "Tire Ma- ple Leaf" His subject was "The Call of the Nation," and he pointed out that the greatness of a' nation did not consist alone in the magnificence of its re- sources or the length of its railways. Then he warmed up with his robust elo- quence. . "It may be true," he said "as we were so beautifully and eloquently told last night that you supply the world with ninety-seven per cent. of its peanuts, but it is also true that your mills are starving for the pulp from the forests of New Brunswick and Quebec. As the nations of the old world watch the growth and de- velopment of this North American continent, what a noble sight it will he to see on the northern half a nation built upon a pile of pulpwood and on the southern half a nation built on a pile of peanuts." 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