Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 19, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 October 1896 — Page 2

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SYNOPSIS.

Chapteb I—Boyle Farrar disgraces himself at Wc.'.t Point, deserts the school and leads a wandering life, sinking lower and lower, marries his employer's daughter, and then commits a forgery. Il—Colonel Farrar. father of Royle, Is killed in battle with the Indians. III-Iioylc Farrar's younger brother Will graduates at West Point and falls in love with Kitty Ormsby, whose brut her Jack is in love with Will's sister Bills. IV—'Will is made lieutenant. They all return to Fort Frayne, accompanied by a certain Mrs. Daunton.

CHAPTER V.

For several days Trcopcr Graice had been in the guardhouse. Absent from check roll call, from his quarters overnight and from reveille, be had turned tip at

call with a battered visage

and all tho ear marks of a drunken row. He had been hauled up before a summary court, Major Wayne's first duty after feporting at the post, and received sentence of fine with a scowling face and no word of plea for clemency or promise of betterment What cared ho for fines? He could win more in a night than they could stop in a month. He was out again doing penance with the polico cart about tho post the day the available transportation came driving back from the railway with a load of precious freight, and Trooper Graice, splitting wood in the major's back yard, dropped the ox with a savago oath and turned a sickly yellow for one minute when lie heard tho busy tongues of the domestics next door proclaiming tho arrival of Lioutenant Farrar's mother and sister. The sentry on duty oyer prisoners bade him stop his swearing and got to work again, for Captain Leale was passing rapidly up tho walk in front, and Leale was a mr.n v.-hose eyes wero ever about him r."d v. in ears seemed never to los^ a souaw, L.. tho captain merely glanced koenly at tho soldier with his brace of malcontents and hurried on.

It was Leale who opened the door cf the stanch Concord and assisted tho ladios to alight—Mrs. Farrar, Ellis (for tho Farrnrs had returned to tho fort) and a strunner, a gentlewoman evidently, yot one who soemed to shrink from accepting aid or attention and whose beautiful blue eyes over followed Mrs. Farrar. "My friend, Mrs. Daunton my older friend, Captain Leulo, of whom you havo heard so mqph," were the words in which those two wero made known to each other, while Will and tho servants wero tumbling out baps and rugs and wraps, even as another and Eimilar vehiclo was being unloaded in front of tho colonel's.

Leale dined en familleat tho Farrars' that ovening, Will proudly presiding, as becamo tho head of tho house and the foot of tho tftblo, and beaming upon his mother, who sat facing him and rejoicing in his happiness. Very bright and cozy were tho prettily furnished quarters, for, with boundless enthusiasm, tho ladies of tho garrison had aided the young gentleman in making them attractive against tho coining of tho wife of their honored old colonel and his fair daughter, and right after dinner the visitors began to arrive, welooming, army fashion, the old friends long endeared to all the other members of the garrison, men and women both, and, whilo Mrs. Farrar and Ellis had hosts of questions to ask and answer, Captain Leale found himself interested in entertaining tho stranger, to whom all this blithe and cheery intercourse, all tho oordial, hospitable, homelike army ways, were ao odd and now. It was tattoo when ho rose to leave and met poor Will without—Will, who had twice gone up to Fenton's hoping to steal a word or two with Kitty, only to find that such portion of poet society as was not gathered about his mother and sister was congregated at the colonel's —and then, fatigued by tho journey and showing plainly the effect of the excitement of her arrival, Mrn. Farrar was induced to seek her room, while

Ellis remained in the parlor to chat with others still coming in to bid them welcome home, and not until long after 10 won* the lights turned down in No. 6, and not until even later did they ftleam no longer from the big bouse on the edge of the bluff.

Whatever trepidation her friend had felt as to the effect of this return upon Mrs. Farrar. it was soon evident that it wa« groundless. Even the day on which Bbe returned Luervtia's call and was rv ccived in the familiar rooms, once he. owu, she controlled admirably every »gn of deep emotion. She seemed happy in being with Will, heridoliwd boy, and was never tired of watching him a* be strode or rode away upon his various duties.

An admirable soldier was Will, as all the officers admitted, devoted to his duties, full of snap, spirit «»d enthnsi asm a fine drill instructor, and teacher

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against the impulse that ever possessed them to refer to him as Masther Will, or, as he hated still more to be called. Master Willie. Little by little the army punctilio had prevailed, and most of the men had learned to refer to him respectfully as "the lieutenant" and to brace up and salute him with all the gravity and precision lavished on Fenton or Leale. Even the Irish trumpeter, with whem ho had ridden races and played hookey and gotten into all manner of mischief about the post in bygone days —McQuirk—at first could not suppress the affable grin that overspread his freckled "mug" at sight of his whilom playmate as a full fledged officer, bear ing the president's commission. But Mac was savagely roasted by Sergeant Stein and other ciders, and did his best to amend. It was Terry Rorke that was incorrigible Time and again he broke tho rules be laid down for himself, and, as Terry had been the .household "striker" in the days when it was Captain Farrar, and they first lived at Frayne, he found especial favor in the gentle eyes of the widowed mother, and was encouraged to come and see her, for in all that crowded garrison he alone could recall her firstborn—her handsome, daring, dashing Royle, when he was a boy of 14.

To all the world he was an outcast, but the mother's heart had never yet been able to quench the flame of love that, burning lik^j beacon in her pure and prayerful heart, seemed ever beckoning to him to return. Yes, Terry Rorke had never forgotten "Masther Royle," and ho alone could come and talk with her of the son when all the rest of the world would only too gladly believe him dead and forgotten.

Thrice had Will, bustling into the I.af as was his custom, without --f c1• ring, come suddenly upon his mother in conference with his old friend and here, and Rorko had sprung to attention and stood like a statue and had striven to say the lieutenant,' and not "Masther Will," in his reference to his officer, but Will plainly showed he thought this frequent coming an imposition. "Mother, dear," said he ono day, "if old Rorke is annoying you by coming so often, I can give him a gentle hint.'' "Annoying? Why, Willy, dear, love to talk with him. He was the most faithful, devoted creature we ever know. All through your boyhood he watchod over you, and ho was almost tho only friend your poor brother seemed to have." "I appreciate all that, mother," said Will, tugging uneasily at his budding mustache, "at least I try to, but all the same, you know, it isn't the thing. Of course Rorko never presumes exactly, I understand that, and he only comes because you bid him, and then it is only to the back door and all that, but still it's the effect of the thing on the other men, and it's time he was learning to understand I'm decidedly no longer

Master Will.' Ah, there was the rub! Two days before in the presence of Will's fair littls ladylove had one gt Rorke's lapses occurred, and the lieutenant had been Masther Willed and had reddened to the roots of his hair, seeing which Kitty Ormsby, as determined as over lived, had taken to oalling him "Masther Will" on her own account, and thunderstorms were imminent There were other fellows, presentable fellows, in tho garrison who were quick to feel the fascination of this oh arming little niece of Fenton's, and just the moment Will showed a disposition to sulk she showered smiles and sunshine on the first subaltern to appear, and thereby drove Will nearly rabid. Had his comrades ventured to dub him "Masther Will' ihere would have been a row. Had any of the other belles of the garrison so transgressed he would have turned his back upon her then and there, and so elegant a dancer and reputably wealthy a young officer was not to be offended, even before Kitty came. But Kit oould and did torment him without mercy and without fear of consequences, and before she had been at Frayne a week was making life a burden for the fellow who had prayed for her ooming as its sweetest blessing.

«nd hy th* fact that to save her husband name was beld on every their souls th* old •oldien juwi their •families seemed toted it absolutely ira (possible at first to forget him as ther Will Many of the old *-rgemu and their wives bad come to pay their rr*i*ct« to Mrs. Farrar, to talk, im she" loved to hear them *ir»i they loved ao well tad moorned so iovalty One all they ^o!^. nying everything that aoldfcr speed. S .id frame in TpraW of t^ir n^ tenant, the.r boy officer, arldierly «oa, oven while •traveling

And so, like the big outside world, the little community of Fart Frayne was living .ts life of hopes and fears, smiles and tears, love and jealousy and hate, while Kitty had speedily made herself completely at home and was tyrannising over everybody at the colonel's as well as over Will, and tormenting Aunt Li ere ti a by making eyes at Major Wayne, who never saw them, while Wayne had got to drifting over to his new colonel's almost every evening, just as 20 years before he infested the quarters of his old friend at Leavt worth, rousing once more all the fluttering cf iimt maidenly heart, and, while Mrs. Farrar, rejoicing in the evi

dencoa of leve aixl reverenoe in which

side and in tho honors Will was win uing in his chosen profession, and even while she found comfort in tho fact that one faithful old friend could recall her wayward boy «a he was before dishoocr and disgrace had swamped him, abe woald hav« been less thaa a woman had she been insensible to Fenton's repres**. hot unvarying devotion.

Never intruding, rarely calling, hi was genttaoesa. teodanow, personified in every lock and weed. It was evident that all tfceae yean had tarn* served

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banish her image from his heart. Mourner though she may be, can worn an live and not rejoice in knowing herself the object of so much love on every side? Widowed thongh even by a few brief months does she resent it that the man lives who would be glad to teach her to forget? Life was not without romance, then, even to one who had lost her best beloved not three years gone by

with them to the Point—Craney's was

crowded in June, and Mrs. Farrar and Ellis would go nowhere else. For the week they would be there the services and administrations of a companion might, perhaps, be dispensed with, and Helen remained at the home.

But the evening after graduation, when they were all seated in the parlor of their New York home and Will was

She stepped into her mother's room and stooped to kiss l^r forehead. lounging at the window, delighted with the life and buBtle of the city streets and vaguely longing to get out and air his new "cits," yet not quite daring to go to Kitty's in them, because she declared she'd never speak to him except in uniform, and Mrs. Farrar was leaning back in her easy chair, fanning herself slowly, with her eyes and thoughts on her boy, even though Helen Daunton was reading aloud to her a long, interesting letter, there came a shout from Will that brought the blood to Ellis' faoe and drove it instantly from Helen Daunton's. Confronting eoch other as they sat, each saw and marked unerringly the effect upon the other of Will's jubilant announcement. "Here's Jack Ormsby!"

Helen made her escape from the room that night before he entered, had never been in the parlor on the oocasion of his brief visits thereafter, yet had seen him. Ellis never forgot how the evening of his last call, when his card came up to her, she remembered that Mrs. Daunton was searching at that moment for a book in the library back of the parlor. She noted that Helen did not come at onoe away, as had been her wont. She lingered a few minutes over the last touches to her toilet, for, even though she was distrustful, jealous of her lover, she was woman enough to loose no chain that bound him. Her heart was fluttering and her face was pale as she stepped into her mother's room and stooped to kiss her forehead, and Mrs. Farrar looked at her wistfully, as though half ready to plead for the honest fellow she had grown to trust and honor. From Mrs. Daunton Ellis had wrung the admission that some years ago she had met and known Mr. Ormsby. From Jack Ormsby she had learned that he had never known a Mrs. Daunton in his life, and her heart was filled with misgivings as she went swiftly down the stairs, turned sharply at the bottom and in an instant stood at the library door.

Just as she expected, there, peeping through the heavy meshes of the portieres, invisible to any one in the parlor, yet able to study its oooupants at will there, clutching the silken folds in her beautiful white hands, with her faoe pallid and quivering with emotion, with great tears trickling down her cheeks there, deaf to her coming, stood Helen Daunton, gaxing spellbound at the man who dared to approach her— Ellis Farrar—in the guise of a lover.

And Jack Ormsby had vowed that never until he met her had he known what it was to love a woman, vowed that his heart had been all her own ever since the winter of her father's death, ever since the bitter day he had to break to her the dreadful news, and yet, fcjre before her eyes, was evidence that this woman oould look upon him only in uncontrollable emotion. What folly to talk to her of never having seas Helen Daunton before! And even then an idea flashed upon her. Under some other name be most have known her, and though be might deny the name he oould not deny the woman. Jealous, doubly jealous, she sought to bring them face to faoe, and, entering the library, quickly turned on the electric light and would have opened the portiere and bade Him cone to her there, but Helen Daunton turned •ad fled. All Ellis could afterward extart from her was that in her unhappy past Jack Ormsby had befriended her, -vc t:

stood by her in the sorest need, and she would be grateful to him to her dying day. "And yet," said Ellis, ever doubtful ftwd suspicious, "you refused to see him, you ghranfr from him, and you would not meet him." But to this there was no reply.

._ I nnRV ever wrestling with her bette bitter tears. And to another sorrowing heart, to another gentle and stricken soul, this wintry sojourn on the far frontier was bringing strange emotion. Day after

That night was Ormsby's last call before he went abroad. And now, with

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he found himself seated in conversation with the woman whose beauty of face had thrilled him on the day of her coming and whose sweet, subdued, but gracious manner had charmed hipi more and more. First to notice his marked jr -ference for Helen Daunton's society was Ellis Farrar, who noted it with mixed emotions, with an interest of which she felt ashamed and which Bhe strove to repress. For months she had been struggling against herself, or rather against some strange distemper that was not herself, for the pang of jealousy with which the girl had marked her mother's dependence upon Mrs. Daunton when Ellis returned from school had deepened and taken root early that graduation summer. Her jealousy bad been doubled by an event that occurred shortly after her brother's mat wuiuim ouwiaj 1 little girls, though seldom beautiful, last parade. Mrs. Daunton had not gone

Guernsey is well enough if you stick fast to the coast line, especially in the south, and are not worried by unrealizable ambitions. Ruined forts and castles stud the rocks and excite to retrospect. Moulin Huet bay is the noblest nook of cliff and reef scenery combined in all the islands, and the water lane leading to it was charming even in winter, with a glaze of thin ice over its unfathomable depths of mnd. The islanders are really a soft spoken people, well disposed toward the stranger, whether or not he is interested ir early potatoes. I wonder how many times I received the answer, "Yes, please, sir," when I asked if I was going right for my destination. The

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for pence. I like the gorse hedges to the interior roads, and the more when they glow with blossom and hide the glas" houses behind them. I like also to see the calm eyed Alderney cows at tether in the very Muall meadows allotted to them, with magpies flitting over thei homs from hedge row to hedge row. And, best of all, I like the view cf Herm, Jethod, Sark and their satellite reefs as I saw them from my hotel win dow in St. Peter's port at sunrise or so. —Gentleman's Magazine.

Grial's last ••Casta Diva."

Mine. Grisi made sad mistakes in her declining years. Unlike Jenny Lind, she never knew when to leave off. She retired, but found life insupportable. The fact is, unlike Mario, she was quite an empty headed person, with no pur suits or interests apart from the stage or any power of occupying herself. Grisi came back to the concert room when far too lame to attempt the stage. I heard her sing at the Crystal Palace somewhere in the sixties. She was born in 1812 and died in 1809. She imprudently tried "Casta Diva," her great song in "Norma," but reached her high notes with a painful effort. The old men who flocked to hear hor and remembered her triumphs in tho thirties and forties sat crying like children. They fancied they still heard the goddess of the stage when Rubini, Tagliaflco, Mario and Lablacho had lifted the Italian school under Rossini, Bellini, Donizetti and Verdi to the highest pitch of intoxicating popularity, but to ray taste poor Grisi's "Casta Diva" was a piteous exhibition.—Contemporary Review.

Saddleback Ledge Light,

This is one of the wildest and bleak est of light stations of that savage region, and, according to a story told there, it was onoe the scene of a remarkably plucky adherence to duty on the part of a 15-year-old boy. He was the son of the keeper, and on this oocasion was left alone in the tower while his father went ashore for provisions in their only boat Before the latter oould return a violent storm arose, and for the next three weeks there was no time in which the keeper's boat could have lived for a moment in the wild seas that raged about the lonely rock. Still the light was kept burning by that 15-year-old boy, who had little to eat and but scant time to sleep. Night after night for three weeks its steady gleam shone through the blaokness of the pitiless storm and gladdened the father's straining eyes. When the ordeal was ended, the boy wae so weak from exhaustion as to be barely able to speak. At the same time there was no prouder father nor happier young light keeper on the Maine coast than those who met on the storm swept ledge of Saddleback that day.—Kirk Munroe in Soribner's.

Her Wonderful Self Control.

A story of self control under what are supposed to be the most trying circumstances to which a woman can be subjected comes from Covington, Ky At a

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whose circle of friends was sufficient to fill bis residence with mourners a young woman, a paid member of a choir of a large Cincinnati church, was present to render a song. She stood in the hall near the stairway and was singing with out musical accompaniment, alone and in full view of many of the assembly. Suddenly from somewhere dropped a tiny mouso on the

book slie held in

her hand. Not a motion by the singer betrayed its presence. It roiled from tb^ book to the Joor, and, unwavering, her strong notef filled the room to the last line of the last stanza of the hymn. She sat down and only then showed that she bad even seen the little creature by instinctively drawing her skirts closely about her feet as her glance sought the floor. It was a marvelous exhibition Jt self control or ccscentraticn cf thought. Which?

A Bright ButaMa Woman. 1?be Duchess de Dino, who is on

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Among us it is not only a woman's duty to please she does it by instinct. The tiniest girls do it unconsciously. Just watch them as they walk in the avenues of our public parka. They have all the unstudied grace and ease of real ladies, and, indeed, they fully suspect that approving eyes watch them as they skip .the rope, for coquetry, which is much more subtle and more delicate than flirtation—less direct, too, in its aim—is innate with them. They are not ambitious of winning the admiration of boys of their own age. They look down with disdain on such admirers. They aspire to please big people. In their intercourse with little playmates there is a great deal of ceremony. Nothing oould be more amusing than the manner of a little girl who, having come to the conclusion by the general appearance of another little girl that she is worthy of the honor she is about to oonfer on her, finally asks her to play at hide and seek.

If some brave young person walks up to a group of players with the time honored phrase "Mademoiselle, will you allow me to play with you?" a sharp and comprehensive glance at once decides either the reserve or the warmth of the reply. Matters would hardly take a different form in a drawing room in the oase of a more serious introduction. The gestures, the bows, the little looks, the sin ilea, are copies of their mamma's, and yet they are all perfectly natural in the sense that they are merely following their own nature without a trace of that self consciousness that "puts on airs" of any kind. This Anglo-Saxon quality of self consciousness in both its good and bad points is incompatible with the Frenoh temperament.—Th. Bentzon in Century.

Worth Trying.

"Say!" It was evident that the man who stood in the doorway of the fire engine house was terribly in earnest. "What is it?" asked tho fireman. "You have an opportunity to prove yourself a true friend to a great many people, if you are willing to do it." "I'll do anything in reason," said the fireman. "What do you want me to do?" "Why, you see, I live in that big apartmeut building on the next oorner, and there's a woman in the flat above me who plays the piano all the time." "Well?" "Well, I thought, maybe if I turned in a fire alarm it would give you a ohanco to rush up there and ruin that piano before any one had time to tell you that it was a false alarm. What? Yon won't? I ruight havo known you ere no true friend to humanity."— Chicago Post.

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It takes about 8,000.000 pairs of stockings, at a oost of %2,000,000, to oover the feet of the women and girls in New York city for one year, according to some statistics furnished by the New York World. Those hose, if fasten ed together, would make a row about 2,000 miles long—longer than the Atlantic cable.

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Women Should Understand This Strange Nervous Derangement.

A Symptom of Something Far More Serious—Din. Harris, of Beaver Springs, Relates Her Experience.

The spasm at top of wind-pipe, or in bronchial tubes, the ball rising in the throat," violent beating of the heart laughing and crying by turns muscular spasms throwing the arms about, etc., tell of a derangement of the female sys tern!

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