The Syracuse Journal, Volume 16, Number 27, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 1 November 1923 — Page 2

The Cortlandts

-ANN RIDES WITH ME." SYNOPSIS- rtrturning home In a s.naH town. Milton Center, from a visit to New York, the widowed mother of ten-year-old Ann Byrne announces her wedding to Hudson Cortlandt socially and politically prominent Her husband has not been told about Ann, and the-new wife fears ne will be displeased. With An . Mrs. Cortlandt returns to New York, to ths house of Hendricks Cortlandt her husband's brother, with whom the latter is Hving. »

CHAPTER ll—Continued. “Ttw deceit would have been less, I no doubt. had sbe DOt had red hair,” his brother Interposed peaceably. and to her amazement Ann found herself laughing convulsively, in spite of her anger und fright. Hudson came suddenly down to earth. '‘Well.’’ he announced, “Minnie will have to choose between us—the child or me. I won’t have her. that’s flat. . . If you'll leave her. I'll take you with me—ls not, I’m done with you 1" Something in her mother’s lifted face frightened Ann. and she found resolution for further defiance. "We don’t want to go with you.” she declared passi.mutely. “You can. go off to Europe by yourself. . . . Well stay Here.” She ended on a softened note, and she turned her eyes slantingly on her new • friend. She thought that he received this declaration somewhat coldly, and ,ir>r bear! skipped a beat miserably. He was looking at his brother with an expression 'hat terrified her. "What do you wish, Mrs. Cortlandt?” he demanded. “I don't know!" she sobbed. “I nm so unhappy! How can 1 go? . . How can I stay?” She looked imploringly from Ann to her husband, before she buried her face in a minute pocket bandkei < liief. t Hudson Cortlandt was softened by this wailing appeal.- "I am willing to look after the girl,” he said uncomfortably. “You could leave her in good hand*." Mrs. Cortlandt looked up with a gleam of returning cheerfuine**. **l tiupptfse I might,” she murmured. “! don’t see why you can’t send her hack where she tame from; it will he the same for her as if you had never married me. except that he,r keep will be paid. . . . We sail In a week.” he added briskly. He was obviously glad not to break with the pretty creature he had married. He turned to his brother, with a specious relief in hl» manner. "It Is nil perfectly simple after all—lsn’t It?" ,V|f. Hendricks Cortlandt looked at him for a moment, and Ann wondered If It was something In his steady gaze that caused the younger man to drop his eyes uneasily. At length herald. “1 shall be alone here, when you are gone. . . . It is • JwWslble tllflt I might, for « time, undertake the re- . sponstblllty of Miss Ann—with the understanding. of course, that you will. Inter on. relieve me." He turned to , the silent child. “Would you like to stay with me?” he asked gently. Ann felt the tears burn against her eyelids, so she only nodded. She felt miserably certain that he did not want her. He ttirngd to Mrs Cortlandt “I assure you. madntn. that your daughter will be as well cared, for as lies in my power. Perhaps - n tittle girt In my home may prove a blessing. Eh. Miss Ann?" . The child was sp ired the difficulty ! of an answer, for at the moment when she felt that n supreme effort of some sort was expected of her, the library i door swung open, and a high clear voice cried, “Ho I intrude, Hendribks?” "G*d!” said Hudson. "It’s. Clarissa !" Ann’ was conscious of a general dismtjy. 'and that it centered mysteriously on her. She had never known anyone could ! be so lovely as the lady who appeared In the high doorway. Her hair was warmly brown, and shining; it hung! about iter face In artful and complicated arrangement a, and her eyes were | shining and quick ami pretty. above | her bright pink cheeks. Compared with Its brittle elegance her mother's hard country thinness had a common look. She laughed as she came down th® room, showing pretty white teeth. “A family jar already. Hudson?" she demanded, sending quick and amused glances from her embarrassed brother to his limp bride. "Doves In their little nest, you know!" She turned to Mr. Cortlandt and her darting look • dropped to Ann. who stood pressed Close beside him. 7 "Why—where did you find that. ’ Hendricks?" she queried, her voice suddenly shrill, and - all the smiling •Weetness gone from her eyes. "This is Mias Ann Byrne. Clarissa, i and fnte has sent her to me.” j "You mean?" “She is Hudson’s stepdaughter, but It has been arranged that she is to May here with me." <• Mri Remtesiyqr.-swung around to her younger brother, with a great . **iri of blue saute skirts.. “So!” she riled. “This la what your mad marriage has done! A child—left here with Hendricks!" I "1 believe that I am glad to have her, Clarissa," Mr. Cortlandt Intervened. “Already I am charmed with her." •■charmed?" Her eyes swept Ann from her untidy red hair to her shabbily shod feet, and she laughed tnereduloustj. "You are making the best of it—that is evident—but why should idle stay with you? Can’t Hudson assume bis responsibilities? If you want a child about —and I am sure I don't understand why you do—there's my Hendrick*, or little Fanny Cortlyn<tt ’’ "That will do. Clarissa:" Mr. Cortlandt spoke so sternly that Ann shrank back, frightened. "To wbat are we Indebted for the honor of thia visit F ter l tX^S*I l Xe“to'to‘X k tf HuX

law would care to share It with me. It Is Madame Rachel." “Oh!" cried. Mrs. Hudson. "She Is that famous French actress, isn’t she? I <*ould be ready in a very few moj ments —fifteen, nt the most!” Mrs. Renneslyer swept her with inj different eyes. “Very well," she said, indifferently. She established herself j in a chair by the fire. Mr. Cortlandt seated himself opposite her. leaning toward hbr with a j curious look of an antagonist. “Go I with your mother. Ann.” he said, j “You can doubtless help her hurry.” And so Ann's future was decided. When she was alone with her mother, during the last precious week of their companionship, she found that the only way to avoid mutual tears was not to mention the coming parting so she obligingly refrained. There were | plenty of other things to think about. In the first place she was plunged into nn orgy of buying. She and Her mother both had completely new wardrobes. The pretty bride bought lavishly, in spite of her imminent visit to Paris, f- ' People came hnd went during the swift interlude, but the child retained no clear memory of therm Mrs. Kenneslyer was the only .one whose initial ; impression persisted through Inter (familiarity; Ann always remembered ' the malicious prettiness of her first appearance. At her brother-in-law's. re<]ihMrs William Cortlandt brought her daughter Fanny to see the newcomer. but the two children were shy <>f each other, and Ann bad n<> time for oofiiempornneSiis Intimacy in her last days with her mother. Mrs. Hudson was inclined to like this sister-in-law. “She Is a widow, just as I was." Mrs. Hudson Informed Ann. "Except ! that her little girl is pretty. Fanny is sweet. isn't she? I hope you will try to be like her. Ann: she Is such a little j lady." elung to het mother In away that was flattering but disconcerting. She followed,her miserably about The 'house; stood beside her bureau when she curled her blonde hair; helped her to button the complicated new frocks, and to pnek her finery into two shiny new trunks. Notwithstanding nil their preparations, however, it was not until they j clung together at the dock that the mother and daughter suddenly admitted the serious nature of their separa’V’ ” W&v iJfer n JrW The Twh. Children Were Shy of Each Tty Other. tb-n. Mr< Cortlandt shed a fen gentle tears and preftily besought her brother-in-law to be kind to his charge, but Ann only hung desperately about her mother’s ne.'k. dry eyed and silent. In looking hack on rhe leave-taking It always teemed to her that in the moment before the gangplank was withdrawn. site grew appreciably older She never forgot the feel of her mother’s cool fresh cheek against her own. or the last lovely glimpse of her. ynting. agitated and charming, as she leaned out over the stern, between the churning slde-paddles. crying and smiling together, and waving and kissing both her hands to the old man and the child on the dock. Her mother had been gone only a fortnight whet), one snowy afternoon. Mr. Cortlandt returned home earlier than Was his custom. Ann knew at once, as soon as she hail run to meet him. that something terrible had happened. because lie was so sorry for her. The compassion in his eyes awakened ! all the bravery in her soul. The worst had happened; there had been a collision at sea. and a scattered few i>a< | sen gers, picket! up by another ship, had returned to tell the tragic tale of ! the doomed Arctic, which had sunk off , the banks; while only two days out I from New York. For a time Mr. Cortilandt refused to give up hope, ami day he, went to the offices of the I Collins’ line ; but as time w ent on lie was forced to abandon any expecta- ! tion of the rescue of hjs brotiier and j his bride; Rack in America. President Pierce , then cast about among his supporters i for', another miuiater to Switzerland, and Id Washington Square Mr. Cortj landt devoted himself to'bomforting a I passionately rebellious child*. Her sorrow, he knew, would pass, and for himself he felt a curiously poignant regret at the sudden end of his lovely and foolish young sister-in-law—a tleeper regret, possibly, than if she hsd been leas lovely and more wise.. CHAPTER ill Taking Root. Ann took the shock of her mother’s death in a curiously adult fashion that touched Mr. Cortlandt deeply. She defensively fenced off discussion -of her bereavement and endeavored to carry* on the pleasant and amusing life Abe had begun with him before the bad ♦ news came, but under the strain of i this pretense her Irregular little face grew white and drawn, and her eyes. , under her shock of red hair, became j entirely unchlldllke In their tragic in-

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By Janet oA. Fairbank Copyright by The Bobbs-Merrill Co. tensity. Nothing could have bound her closer to the old num than this reticence, for he. too, found grief something that It was impossible to chat about, and he said to himself that under strain his young foundling was showing breeding. m Acting on his suggestion, Mrs, William Cortlandt made an effort to approach the girl. She was witling enough to do It. for her heart was too kind not to respond to the appejd of a lonely child, but she was forced <.o report no success. "She' absolutely was short with me. Hendricks—lmagine that! I could get nowhere with her." Mr. Cortlandt sighed. The reticence which delighted him in Ann he often found sadly lacking in his sister-in-law. He took up the inattee with the child, however. "Ann.” he said, forcing himself, with some difficulty, to speak directly to a disagreeable point, "why were you so stiff-necked with Mrs. Cortlandt,? She meant to be kind to you. and one should not be priggish with those who mean to be kind." Ann shot to her feet, and stood, tense and erect, at his knee. ."I know," she said. "I was horrid to her. ... I couldn’t help It. . . . You see—she hated my mother —she and Mrs. Kenneslyer. . So 1 can’t talk to them about heft . . . There's only you . You and Mrs. Allen. I’ve been thinking. ... Allen is used to me; she had me with her almost all my life, you see—and she is all alone, like me. ... I could be a help to her some. ... I know she would take me ... I am almost certain she would." It was out at last, and she turned swiftly away from him. so that Mr. Cortlandt could not tell if she were crying or not. He was curiously moved himself. There was something so valiant in Ann’s abdication that he wanted to take her in his unaccustomed a ring, and bld her defy the world. He looked ,at her slim back and her stiffly held head, and wondered if tears were streaming down her face. Suddealy he was ashamed of the half formed thoughts he had barborej! as to how be would ever succeed in unburdening himself of the inheritance of fils brother’s stepchild. He had never seen Mrs. Allen, but now he thought of her with an antagonism that amazed him.. - . . He wanted Ann himself! All at once this realization shot acres, his bewilderment. simplifying everything. He wondered how he could ever make the child understand his need of her. . . . Her shoulders moved convulsively, and at once, without any further deliberation. he went over to her. "What am 1 doing?" he wondered, as he went. He put bls hands on Ann’s shoulders, and turned her to him. Yes; she was crying. “Mrs. Allen can’t have you!” he said at once, almost roughly. "I want you myself." Ann dashed the tears from her eyes, nnd looked up at him for an instant. “Why?" she said. “Why do you want nie?" She strained away from him. rejiellent and hard. All ft once hopelessness swept over Mr. Cortlandt. "How could I hope to win a child's affection?", he wondered. Undoubtedly she preferret Mrs. Allen. “I want you because I’ve come to care for you. my child." he said heavily. “I nm quite selfish about If.” He looked steadily down at her lifted face, nnd saw joy transfigure It. in a flashing glimpse, before she flung herself upon him. and gave way to an outburst of sobs. i After that there was no question of Ann’s future: the old man and the chlbl understood’ whatever bewilderment the rest of the family might have about their relationship. Mr. Cortlandt frankly abandoned himself to the joy; he felt in his vicarious parenthood.- He came home early In the afternoons, in order to teach Ann to drive, and he deligbt<sl tn her fear loss ness. It was. however, in the long winter evenings, when he took advantage of the freedom from social engagements which his mourning gave him to read aloud to Ann. that he most enjoyed her. They dipped into all kinds of books; he found this exjierimenting !with a child’s imagination to be a pure delight, and Ann flowered Intellectually under so stimulating a compauionriiip. The first time they went to Grace church for the Sunday morning service the child was the recipient of many curious glances from under demure bonnets. She looked extraneous amt Insignificant In the big Cortlandt pew, and *as possibly aware of it. for when the service began she hunched herself nearer its other occupant, where she might lean against him and share his hymnal, after the pleasant Milton Center fashion where books were few. Just ahead of them was his sister s l>ew. with Mrs. Renneslyer—very lovely in black cashmere tempered by an ermine cape—(Sitting straight and-alert at one end. and lier husband, red-fared and jorial-look!ng. ilotjcfred down in his corner oh the aisle. Between them was their son. Hendricks, named fqr Ids uncle, und destined from his ctadle. as Mr, Cortlandt well knew to be his heir ami his favorite. With -Ain’* lack of-|>®auty bs. mind. It gave him some satisfaction look; at .Ms nephew, for young Hendricks at thirteen resembled neither hi* beautiful' mother nor Ids dashing father. He was a fat child, with somnolent ey«s. and lips that pouted, as he endured the sermon. "Clarissa shouldn’t throw stones," her brother reflected. When they came out on the steps, they found a light snow falling. Close by the gate was an especially fine turnout, opulent with buffalo robes and white horsehair plumes. It was Mr. Hendricks Cortlandfs sleigh and people paused to watch him take possession of He turned ;o young Hendricks, who stood *oßly waiting beside his mother, ride up with me?” he asked him. It was a long established custom of his. to drive his nephew home from church on Sunday. “Yes, sir,’’ the boy said, relieved. He i

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♦»w»4wW-W w « w w w ’ would have climbed into the back seat, had his uncle not restrained him. ; "In front. Hendricks, if you please. With Tom. Ann rules ,wi(h jrje.” With a quick clean spring the country child waS established, and Mr. Cortlandt followed her with a somewhet malicious smile. As he tucked the fur robe about her he knew that with so simple an effort he had done much to establish Ann as his favorite. Behind them the relations, in the Theodore Renneslyer’* smart sleigh, were dismally discussing her. “We are ! fools to allow it!" Mrs. Renneslyer said angrily. “If the girl had looks I declare I should he convinced of the necessity of our taking steps!” “'Yes.” agreed Mrs. William, “but what steps, Clarissa?” And for once her sister-in-law had no answer ready. Mr. Renneslyer swung around to join in the conversation. “She’s got spirit, by gad. No wonder Hendricks likes that! And I’m not so sure. Clarissa, that you are right about her looks. Those queer big eyes of tiers! Give her time to grow up to 'em. and then see!" The ladies laughed, for here they were on sure ground. “Don’t he more ridiculous' than you can l>elj>. Theo." ! his wife said briefly. “Yoq are getting to be a silly ojii man—you see beauty in anything feminine!” Even Fanny tossed her meek betid. “Ann pretty?” she echoed. “Oh. Facie Theo, what an idea! “You’ll have t<> find some better reason than that for Hendricks’ infatuation.” “Well, by gad. she’s' fond of the old boy. you know. ... I suppose, really. Hendricks is a human being, underneath all his formality. Ann thinks he is, I have no doubt, and I’ll take odds he likes it.” The women looked at each other uncomfortably; there was more in this conjecture of Theodore Renneslyer than they liked to admit. When Hendricks came home for dinner he confided to his mother that Mr, Cortlandt expected Ann to call him uncle. "Just like Fanny and me.”* he added arrogantly. "Some day he’ll, be sorry, you’ll see,’.’ “Hendricks.” she said, crisply, “it is mucli more likely ,to lie you who is s«<r.v." After supper In Washington square, when Mr. Cortlandt would have settled down to-his book, Ann stood stubbornly before him. He looked up. ironically inq’tliring. T*Why don't those penpie like me?" she demanded defensively. “What people?” ’ “Oh. those Renneslyers—that fat boy and fils 'mother—and Fanny’s mother, too." ■ “PoMibly' they think „ that 1 am growing- too fond of yon.” - Ann shot a sidelong glance at Mr. Cortlandt hno. he yvas not smiling. “If that is the reason. 1 don't mind.” she declared happily. “I 'ddn’t want any one to like me—-only you!” CHAPTER IV War and a Debut, Momentous things happened in the winter before the opening of the Civil war. and AhU. Byrne, then in her sixteenth year, spent a thrilling six months hearing them discussed. Sympathy for the Cause of the South centered in New York, fur a good proportion of the newspajiers in town.defended the doctrine' of secession, add feeling ran liigh. ( From the time s|xe first heart! of him Ann bad been.a.champion of Abraham Elnrolp. aitjidugh she could not have said why. Certainly she got none of her enthusihsm from the people about her. for even Mr. Cortlandt had a New Yorker's distrust for a leader from the rural. West. « When thejiewa of Mr. Lincoln’s nomination reached New York, Ann was tin- sole member of a gathering at her guardian’s house who did . not I regret his sinless. "My ward.” Mr. <’>>rtlandf bad snid. smlling somewhat wryly, "Is a great adhiirer of 'uie splitter. Sbe has never agreed with the rest of us‘in oar belief that Mr. Seward is the man to save the situu--tion.” Ann wa* somewhat embar-' raised.' but she was proud of herself, too. and of her capacity to piek a winner! ' The election of Abraham Lincoln was the signal for greater defiance oi the part of the South, and much unThey Dipped into All Kind* of Boeks. easiness was felt as to the future. In December South Carolina finally took the greatly discussed step, and wtthdreXt from the United States. This move had been so long anticipated that it was received with surprising calm, but a few days later the North 'awoke to a real shock on hearing that Major Anderson, who was stationed in' Charleston harbor, had retired from the untenable Fort Moultrie to Fort Sumter, which was, he stated, better prepared to withstand attack. This news was quickly followed by the announcement that the secretary of war bad resigned, because President Bu- ■

ciianun had refused to order Anderson back to Moultrie, and ugly stories began to leak out of late transfers of government arms and munitions to the southern states.- After, thjs there was appreciably less talk !n the North of conciliation or compromise. Immediately, after Anderson’s move the federal nrsenal seized by volimteer troops acting Under suite authority, together with all the harbor and island defenses, except Sumter. Without a protest from the officials who filled the offices, the custom bouse and the post office were also takec over by the state government, and-the flag of South Carolina was raised over them December 31. Before, many weeks five other southern states had seceded, while in New York the iuen who were friendly to the.South were openly triumphant. Arsenals, forts and revenue cutters were t.dten over almost daily during the last weeks of December. IS6O. and early In the new year a ship sent to bring supplies, to Fort Sumter was fired on. and forced to turn back. The political complexion changed rapidly in the North. It was a time when events moved rapidly and opinions reversed overnight. All efforts to stein the overwhelming tide were In vain. As the spring <liW’ on. Major Anderson s situation in , Fort Sumter grew critical, and civil war. until recently a thing which might he argued about, loomed.close and passionate. - Ann found the prospect of it-so exciting that she almost forgot her approaching debut. In February a convention of tlVe seceded states was called in Montgomery. Alabama, where a provisional framework of the Confederate States of America was adopted, and Jefferson Davis was elected president. His inaugural address antedated Abraham Lincoln’s by a trifle more than a fortnight. On the whole, apathetic incredulity was the sentiment which seemed most widely diffused in the North, but there were still optimists who hoped for a peaceful_solution. Mr. Cortlandt went over to Washington for she inauguration, and would have taken Ann with him Imkl not an inconvenient ami belated attack of measles kept tTer at home. He left some days before the event, as he wished to consult with various people in the capital, and he arrived to hear that Brigadier General Twiggs, commander of the United States troops in the Department of Texas, had turned his entire army over to the seceding state government, foggier with all equipment and munitions m his ’Control. “This is the final touch.” Mr. Cortlandt wpite Ann- “One-half the total military force of our country is in what we must call enemy hands. . . . Washington is in a state of terror.” . Whep he . came back-to New York. Ann found him in a much more hope-* ful state. He thought Mghly of the inaugural address, and he had met and talked with the new president and advised wfth him in regard tb some of his appointments. “He is a shrewd than,’’ he fold the girl, “shrewd, and able, and soinethlng more. ... It may be that he wifi prove the man for the hour. But-wliat an hour!" “Uncle, don’t you- think that I had better postpone my party until all this trouble is over?” She wondered why he looked at her for so long a time, before he answered her. , "No, mydeaft .. . Youth. . . . We shall have the party as planned, no matter what comes after.” Ann beamed radiantly upon him. “Ami perhaps by the thirteenth of April everything will, be all right again,” she said hopefully. Throughout the latter part of March and the early part of April it looked as if Ann’s optimistic judgment was justified, for nothing of great importance happened. It was on the day before the reception tljat the calm broke in a most startling manner. .Major Anderson had beyn in communication with Washington, and. every ope knew that he had requested supplies to be sent to him at once, but tw one really believed that the troops of the Confederate state* would actually attack; the situation had been a threatening one for so long that people had grown used to it. When, however, the news reached

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New j urk that Fori Sumter, hying tm American flag, had been fired upon. It lighted the city like a torch. Sympathy with rhe secessionists was forgofen. or discreetly silenced, and indignation arose shrilly from all quarters of the tojvn. s f'. The general impression was. however, that the defenders of the post could easily subdue the attacking party. The papers were full of vainglorious tributes to northern arms and northern courage, an<!l the fashion of the hour was to scoff this foolhardy attempt of the Confederates. Therefore, in spite of the fact that the bombardment continued, and that Major Anderson whs slow in crushing the forces attacking him, the preparations tor Ann’s party went on. and, notwithstanding the troubled times, on the evening of April 13 the line of family carriages reached all tlie way from Mr. Cortlandt’s door to Fifth avenue; even there It turned, like a column of artillery, and stretched away up that aristocratic street almost to the resplendent portals of the Brevoort hotel. Ahn stood beside her guardian, and in his opinion' she was the loveliest thing in all New York, in that budding April weather. Mrs. Renneslyer re I y i ■ frgwr SB “We Shall Have the Party as Planned.” ! ceived with her brother on the Important occasion, and in spite of her I instinctive antipathy to Ann, she was ! forced to confess that the girl did her guardian credit. She said very sweetly to Mr. Cortlandt. that she was extraordinarily .lovely. She had written to young Hendricks to come over from Harvard for his uncle’s reception, and she wondered what effect Ann’s sudden transformation might have on him. She rather suspected a soft tendency toward love surprisingly implanted in her son—somehow sl»p had counted upon his inheriting her metallic quality, rather than his father’s well-known warmheartedness —and she wondered if. after all. this impressionability might not be turned to advantage. The debutaute heard of hi« expected arrival with careless attention. It was almost midnight when Fanny Cortlandt told her aunt, with >i little ■ gasp of relief, that young Hendricks had arrived, and almost immediately he appeared in the doorway. He had grown somewhat taller, and his clothes were artfully cut. so that he did not appear frankly fat; his round face was filled with open dismay. “Why—what has happfened?” his mother said anxiously. The boy looked about him dazedly, as though for a moment he could not adjust himself to the fact that dancing and gaiety were going on. “You haven't heard, sir. have you?" he said to his uncle, solemnly. “Fort Sumter has surrendered!”. "Oh L” cried Mrs. "Renneslyer shrilly. “That means war!” Her pretty* face blanched at the thought. Mr. Cortlandt stood for a moment, staggered : then he advanced into the middle of the room and made an Imperative gesture that silenced the musicians. “My friends.” he said, and his cold formal voice shook, “we have had enough of dancing! Fort Sumter has fallen!”

“Why not, you are the prettiest girl I know!" (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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