Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 33, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 February 1884 — Page 3
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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.
[In making up this page last week the latter part of this "Innocent Deception" was omitted. It is printed entire this week.]
AN INNOCENT DECEPTION.
"Ah, it is delightful! Absolutely perfect, Mr. Tregarvis! I never saw a more splendid view! ^Iow kind you were to bring me here."
A grim, rock-bound region on the North Cornish coast inland a graceful, steel-blue river, bound by verdant pines, and a stately grey house among its terraces upon the banks. The house was peculiar in its architecture, as well as its solitude and May Probyn's blue eyes, after wandering over the landscape, came back to it. ," "This is a handsome place!" *wi»8i
Her companion, a handsome, stalwart fellow, in a miner's' suit, seemed averse to replying buthis grave glance grew gloomy to severity. "Do you know who lives there, Mr. Tregarvis?" she asked.
The young man answered the question with reluctance. "No one at present, I believe." gjp
After a moment, he added: "It is eulled the Grange." —v a ThdKgiri looked up at her companion quickl.y 7» "Our landlady told me its history yesterday." "llow the owner, Squire verschoyle, died there last year that his only child had married against his •will that he received her child when ehe died, yet always hated the father, who was never allowed to see the boy, who grew up as heir to the property yet his grandfather quarrelled with him on his dying bed, and left his beautilnl estate to the daughter of a brother, &hom he had not seen since infancy."
The young man's grave, blonde face a study''in 'Its play of emotions as he looked at tlite girl. **Dld she tell yon what the quarrel was about?" "She did not know."
Oswald Tregarvis spoke slowly. "Thri father
Was
a good, but unfortun
ate man. lie gave up the boy with reluctance, at the prayer of his dying Trite. He deprived himself of his "5 child's lovej through all his humble but upright life he lived solitary. But when the son was of age, he made himself known to him. Tlio two men came to lovo each other. Tlie grandfather had never shown affection for the boy, .vwhose heart starve:! in his breast "throunh all his youth for a little love."
The young man paused for a moment, then Went, on again,— "His father had been a miner in his youth. He returned to a superior branch of it in his old age,
and
stationed
'himself near his boy. There was no hope that the grandfather would relent, but this made the two dearer to eacli other. Then came fhe old man's long, Ulast sickness. He called his grandson, jiiid bidding him repuditUsa his father's name, and take his, informed him that lie had made him his sole heir. The
Voung man replied, 'In every other way I have tried to please you, grandfather, but this I eannot do.' Ihe old man may have had some suspicions—he did •not. name them, but his anger was terrtbie. He turned the grandson he had never before had cause to reprimand out of the house." "Do you know what he did then?" *'Joined his father, went into flio lines, and worked with him." "He was very brave, ihe grandfather was unreasonably cruel.
The young man hurried away from the rook against Vhich ho had been leaning. "Perhaps ho came to something of that belief, for a codicil was added to his will, bequeathing the Grange to him in case of his Cousin's death. But II am afraid," ho acldcd, with a quick upward glance at fhe lowering clouds above them, "it is going to rain you cannot sketeh here to-day." $
The girl glanced up at the sky then took up the satchel, containing artists' materials. "I can come up here another time," she said.
The two went down the rocky slope to tho road. The young man turned and looked into his companion's face. ••And now you have mv history. Miss Probyn." "I know," sho said quickly, "Did vouP" ho asked,
She nodded. "Ala nun a and I heard part of tho story the tin*throning we came."
Past turn after turn of the piney, winding road they proceeded together to the old farm house at the riverside,' where the two were fellow-lodgers.
It was an old-fashioned place, but full of comfort—honest and respectable— nothing more.
May Probyn and her pale mother had eomo there from London in search of quiet ami retirement, they said, and »o became acquainted with Oswald Tregnrvls, who was a lodger at the farm where they tojbk up their temporary abode. *Mav had never seen him in a miner's suit until that day when he had come from his work to meet her and ruide her to a new sket.-hing ground,in»t she thought, him, very handsome in the blue flannel shirt, his throat bare, and fair curls showing their crispne&s under the jrtmpla cap.
May ran fleetly up the old staircase to li mother's room, antl'Oswaldwent bath to Life labor.
He walked and worked with a aius* lingqye* It had oost him aomvthing, stir. .1 him painfully, :vter, to '.
"1*11 be careful, father/' with a rare smile. "We shall not be ready for a few days, anyway."
But when work hours were passed, the haunting thought again took possession of nim. This blue-eyed girl, whom he had known but a brief month —he loved her!
After he had parted from her tho truth broke upon him. How fair and sweet she was, and how ffugile! Who should win must keep carefully this delicate flower, though May Probyn was far from believing herself not stronsr, and. indeed, had a peculiar elasticity of constitution. It was rather a tenderness and sensibility of nature, which seemed to need protection, and the fostering care of love.
Did he read aright those eyes of blue? Had he found favor in their sight? The thought made his countenance luminous for a moment then it grew downcast.
He was a poor and homeless man. He had no wish to wed one he loved to such misfortune. What would any woman gain by giving up her freedom and independence to marry him? He could not support a wife in comfort. He would never ask this girl to live on the wages of a mining overseer.
How lovely she was in the Sunday calm of the next day, walking slowly along the pretty path of the old garden, among the tall red hollyhocks, in a dress of simple white, with ribbons to match her eyes!
He walked by her side. The attention with which he regarded her did not disconjpose her. It was part of May's charm that she seemed quite unconscious of her beauty, and unaware of its effect upon others. "Have you beard the news," she asked, "that the heiress of the Grange is going to take immediate possession?" "I have not heard. And added, "It does not matter to me.
But sbmething mattered. He sat down wearily when she paused at a rustic seat under an old tree. "The housekeeper told Mrs. Lord, our landlady, that they were expecting Miss Verschoyle this week. But perhaps you do not like to talk of this?" "I do not!" he answered, briefly.
He missed her glance of sympathy, but he felt that she pitied him yet, she could not know now the world seemed chaos about him.
Would he had never been born if the best things of his life—affection, home, wife—must be denied him. He loved this girl! he would love no other, and he could never call her his. Yet, the reticent face of Oswald Tregarvis betrayed little.
Day by day he fought his fight. This Miss Verschoyle, this unknown cousin of his—how fortunate was she!
He recollected that he would bo expected to call on her. Ah, that was asking too much! Though he need have no anger against her. He had heard that she had been poor. He believed she was an orphan. Yes, she was fortunate. -Round and round went the weary circle of thought. There was nowhere relief but in tlie depths of toil in the mines. Physically wearied, he would spend liis nights in sleep instead of thougkt.i-
At length came the day appointed for blasting the huge mass of rocks which obstructed the opening of another shaft. Tho task was his, and the trust an important one.
The train was laid and the locality cleared. No need to warn those who were familiar with the danger of such an explosion, but a look-out must bo kept for persons unconscious of the peril.
Yet all seemed as it should be. The sure red spot was creeping up the hill on its way to the powder-filled drills. The explosion would come, and no one was liable to be hurt by the ilying fragments of rock.
Gathered in knots at intervals of safe distances, the men waited for the terriiic report of tho blast."
Suddenly a hand grasped Oswald's arm. "Look there, boy!" whispered old Mr. Tregarvis, hoarsely.
Oswald followed his father's pointing linger to the top of the hill. A woman's figure stood there. I
Oswald did not know whofn it was. He only saw that she had come over the hill from the other side, and passing, had turned to look back over the landscape. He saw, too, that the other men had come up around him. "It's Miss Verschoyle. Tlie Grange carriage is at the foot of the hill," he heard one say. "Shout, boys! Call to her! Warn her off!" he was saying, as he tore oil his coat. "Oswald, my boy, you cannot do it The fuse is almost at tho top, and you have a long run," said his father, catching his arm. "Lord, yes, sir! You'd get there only in time to share her fate," said a
Oman,
He was not ia the wii
lof »pc'kino- of hi» misfortune. His troju4 d:^inheritance was a sore spot, which he f« nd of »Mng.
And a new thonwis haunted l:.a. now, which he tr!««! t» put and$ llttf his ta«k, brjrau to talk Jwfth men propum^i Uasting lof WK'li, f«r heavy trail* would iwx.n hav«' to he Ut
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little ma- a a Um t"ne» at his elbow.
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pushing his hand against
d's breast to enforce attention. "She can hear the callin' and yellin'. There's time enough for her to get out of the way. You'll get yourself hurt bad, sir."
It was only an instant of time that Oswald lingered, looking at the motionless tiguiji upon the hill.
The girl wore a grey dress, and a white flower in brown braids looped up under a jaunty hat of black velvet. His grandfather s'heiress! Only one little instant he lingered, but in that brief time Satan made a bid for his soul' **She does not heed—she does not understand!" he cried, his voice breafeingstrangely.
Then he was off. He was a swift runner. He had a powerful voice, too, and he used hls legs and lungs with the desperation. The distant shooting had failed to attract the g'tTs attention but as Oswald came a.'iw the field, she turned her hod and l*ked at him.
In tli instant lv. voice failed him but his wild leaps brought him to her side. «'May! are we too later'
His cry, a lie snatched her up. was ambiguous but she grew white.— She ciung about his neck. Speechlessly he bounded down the rocks she had lately climbed so leisurely. Boots and branches snapped under Jus strong
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tread. Once he slipped, and it seemed as if they would be whirled to the bottom but clasping his precious burden tighter the young man bounded to tliq§ hill's foot, and springing into a cave lost his footing at last, and fell, as the whole world seemed drowned in the voice of the explosion.
He struggled up. "My little darling! are ytiu hurt? "No, no! But you look so dreadfully——Oh, what is the matterP
How could he resist such soft beguiling? And, indeed, there was no longer any. need to deny his heart.
Rather Small for Him,
"My dear," said Mr. Spoopendyke. as he surveyed himself in the glass, with a pertubably solemn countenance, "My dear, how do you think these clothes fit me?" "Splendidly!" emphasized Mrs. Spoopendyke, walking around him so as to take in all the glories of his new garments. "If I hadn't seen you dressed for a funeral, I should say you ought always to wear black." "Think the crape on the hat is about the right height for a pall-bearer?" asked Mr. Spoopendyke, shaking his hat on his head and regarding his wife with a steadfast eye, as though he expected to catch her in a lie about the hat. "Just exactly right," exclaimed Mrs. Spoopendyke, "and here are your black gloves." 4 "Don't want any gloves," growled Mr. Spoopendyke, turning again to the glass. "How I going to catch hold of those handles with a pair of tight gloves on?" "But you must wear gloves, protested Mrs. Spoopendyke. "All pallbearers wear gloves, and I want you to look as nice as the others. This is a real nice pair, and I
bought
them for you
myself, rut them on, that's a love." Mr. Spoopendyke jabbed his right fist into the glove and commenced to tug. "Where's the steam derrick that goes with this?" he demanded, stopping to eye his progress with some misgivings as to his ultimate success.
rather inclined to think she had made a mistake and bought a size too small. "They'll slip on easy enough if you'll only have patience. Now try." "Then it wants a pile driver," grinned Mr. Spoopendyke. "I had an idea that a derrick was the proper *$iing That the way you mean?" and Mr. Spoopendyke caught his four finders in an iron grip and bent them double. "Is that one on, from your standpoint? Are those ends sticking out there intended to represent anything pai'ticularly connected with a funeral? What's all this bare place down here for? Is that the way tho rest of those pallbearers are going to look?" and Mr. Spoopendyke pointed disdainfully at tlie fluttering fingers and his naked palm. "Perhaps the others will paste the other glove over this bare spot! Is that the way it works?" "No, dear," murmured Mrs. Spoopendyke, not exactly seeing her way clear, and wishing she had said nothing about the gloves. "I would give them a gentle pull, now. Just see if they won't go on that way."
Mr. Spoopendyke caught a grip, and hauled until he was red in the lace, but the gloves hung fire. Then he braced his foot against the side of the bureau and gave a tremendous wrench. "It is a good strong glove, anyway," commented Mrs. Spoopendyke, who had been watching the experiment with an anxious interest. "What d'ye think I'm going toP" demanded Mr. Spoopendyke, temporarily letting up on his performance. "What do you think this is the funeral of, a gymnasium Got any kind of a notion that I am going to bury a circus? Why didn't you get some gloves more renowned for going on a man's hand, and less for their durability? Strong, ehP" roared Mr. Spoopendyke, going back to his avocation with renewed appetite. "Think they are pretty strong, do you? Just you keep an eye on these iron clads now, and you will get some new notions about strength!" and Mr. Spoopendyke bent all his energies on the glove, and ripped it from the thumb knuckle to the wrist joint. "That the way you mean it to goP" he yelled, considerably dissatisfied with his success. "Think this style adds anything funereal to my appearance? Is this the latest thing in pall-bearing?" "Never mind, dear," cooed Mrs. Spoopendyke. "I can take a few stitches in it, and it will do for today." "What's the matter with It now?" howled Mr. Spoopendyke, giving it another jerk that carried the tear around to the whole back of the hand. "What it wants is a few stitche3 taken out of it, and the proprietor is going right into the business of getting them out. How does that strike you?" and Mr. Spoopendyke, having pulled the disintegrated part over hw wrist, stuck out the fingers for his wife's contemplation with the air of a man who was setting the fashions. ••i tell yon what you can do,1' said Mrs. Spoopendyke. "Yon can wear the other and carry this in your hand. No one will -notice the tear, and I think the other will gtt on easier."
Mr. Spoopendyke made a grab for the other glove, and jammed his hand into it. Half way Sn it stu?k» 3U*1 {the first had.
"Yes!" he panted. "This is easier! See it crawl up my hand! Stop it, will you? Hold the dod-gasted thing before it climbs into my ear! Chock it somewhere, can't you. Tie a string around it'find hold it!" and Mr. Spoopendyke
Eulled
1
He told her. She could scarcely be whiter, when she understood what her peril had been but her broken words confessed her love with her gratitude. "Sweetheart! pure soul!" he sobbed, "I am not worthy of your dear love. But a moment ago, I had the heart to let you perish. I thought you were my grandfather's heiress/' /'And so I am. Dear Oswald, v^ill you not share my good fortune with me?" "You?" "I am May Probyn Verschoyle. I have played a little ruse. It was a harmless one. You will forgive me. I wanted to know you, and I did not want you to hate me at the start. Come here is the carriage let vis go and look at our home together."
with all his might, and worked fingers and mouth simultaneously. "Now I am ready!" he howled. "Bring forth the catafalque and place this fashionably gloved hand on the silver handles thereof! My wife has fixed me for the ordeal, and it's too cold to keep the corpse waiting! This style of funeral adornment for a dollar!" and Mr. Spoopend3*ke held up his hand and waved it in the air. "Come on!" he yelled, goin^ at it again. "You're the one that goes on easy, and the other is the one I to carry! Don't make any mistake in your functions on so solemn an occasion as this! Come on and be saved!" and he jerked itover his thumb «ynl then tore the thumb out. "Got any more gloves?" ho demanded of his shrinking wife. "Think I am going to bury a brother Mason with one thumb and a split hand?" "Never mind, dear, maybe tlie rest .won't wear gloves, and if they do, you can say you forgot yours," said Mrs. Spoopendyke, soothingly. "Want me to stand over that measly coffin and lie about it, don't you?" he squealed, as he saw that even his wife had.given up the last hope of gloving him appropriately. "Want me to stand over the man's grave and assure him that I'll bring along a pair of gloves when I die, perhaps!" "Can't you stop and buy a pair as vou go along?" asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, as the easiest solution she could think of. "That's it!" howled Mr. Spoopend}*ke, to whom this idea had just occurred, and who was righteously indignant that his wife had thought of it, too. "I can lean out of the window and yell for the hearse to stop, while I go to market and lit myself out for the ceremony! It took you to capture the only means out of this difficulty, and as a reward of merit, I'm going to fit you out with an ice-box and a brass band, and start an undertaker's establishment with you as soon as I get back from this pall-bearing. You hear! With your ideas of a funeral, all you want is 'Hie Jacet' on your back, and a row with the denominations to be a first-class cemetery!" and Mr. Spoopendyke put on his hat hind side before and started for the funeral to find that while he was making up his mind as to what improvements his wife needed, the cavalcade had left and another pall-bearer had been appointed in his place. "I don't care," murmured Mrs. Spoopendyke, as she picked up the torn gloves and inspected them with a view to mending them for her own use. "I don't care. I suppose they will have gloves at the funeral for him. They always do and if they give him any, it will be a pair that will reach from the calf of his legto his shoulder blade, and
I wanted him to have a pair that would fit him nicely. Anyway, I can use these to go to market in during the winter," and Mrs. Spoopendyke put them away carefully, and sat down to the paper cf two days before to store her mind with useful knowledge on the freshest topics *6f the day .—Stanley Huntley.
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Nnre Cure fop Chails Ii0.50, The Great Malaria 1 Antidote. SoMby Drligsists. 5 Dr. C. C. Moore/yi Cortlnndt St. NewYorV.
Invaluable to every fumily.
THE BEST HOMES
Fon TKN MILLION PEori.E ARE IN
Minnesota, North-Dakota, Montana, Washington and Orogon,
Al-OXO THE LINK OF
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NORTHERN PACIFIC RAILROAD
Through the Great Wheat-B«lt of America. Jt A II ill Ion acres of the best agricultural, mineral, forest and grazing lands in the United suites are now open for settlement. go Million acres of railroad lands for sale at $3.00 to $4 pr acre, on 5 years time if desired.
Million acres of Governments lands open to settlers It E. Tlie Northern Pacific Country possesses great and rich natural resources ready to be developed into profitable industries.
For maps and pamphlets address and mention this paper.
CHAS
iAuBODM
Land Commissioner N. 1'. It. It., 8t. Paul, Minn.
To reach tho above named lands or any point on the Northern Pacific R. R. buy your tickets from Chicago to St. Paul via tho Chicago A North- Western It'y. It runs into the Northern Pacific depot at St. Paul and is tho best for you to take. Do not buy tiokets unless they read over the Chioago and North-Western R'y.
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A boy 16
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illustrnt"d circular. Address UNITED STATES STATE CO., Terre Haute, Ind.
Office and works on south Fourth Street. (Patented May I81h, 1875-Feb. 2flth, 1K7R. Two patent* Dec. 20th 1882.) 8. J. AUSTIN, Patentee.
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