The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-10-16
PUT YOURSELF IN HIS PLACE
ny CHARLES READE,

SAAE 44N AAS AhbA1
ny CHARLES RBADE.
Author q "FO.G Play" "Grt0lA Gatsnt, =" etc
CHAPTER XvI.-CoNTINUED.
Then don't you provoke q fellow
cried Henry, raising his voice.
Grace clasped her hands In dlBmAy.
Jael Dence said, In her graVest and
most mellow voice, You do forget the
good Squire saved your life this very
night .1r.. -
This was like oil on all the waters,
well, certainly ] oughtn't TO forget
that said Henry, apologetically. Then
he appealed piteously to Jael, whose
power over him struck everybody dI.
rectly, Including Grace Garden. Look
here, you mustn't think, because don't
keep bowling, I'm all right. Ny arm
Ia disabled: my back 10 almost broken:
my thigh Is cut. Pm In sharp pain, all
this time: and that makes a fellow inn
patient Of being leotured on the back OF
1t all. Why doesn't he let me RoH I
don't want to atfront him now. All
want ls TO go and get nursed a bit some.
where.'
Now that Is the first word OF reason
and common sense you have uttered,
young man. 1t decides me not 10 de.
tain you. All l shall do, under the
circumstances, Is To clear your rubbish
out Of that holy building, and watch II
by night as well rs by day, Your
property, however, shall be collected,
and delivered TO you uninjured; so
obllge me with your nams and ado dress. ,
Henry made no reply.
Raby turned his eye full upon him,
Surely you do not object To tell me
your name
Il do.'
tWhy2'
Excuse me.' .. E.ia
what are you afraid oi2 Do you
doubt my word, when tell you l shall
not proceed against your
mo; II Is not that at all. But this Is
no place for me to utter my fathers
name. We all have our secrets, sir.
You have got yours. There's q picture
with Its face to the wall. Suppose 1
was to ask you to tell all the world
whose face It I9you Insult and hide from
the worldr
Raby turned red with wrath and sur.
prise at this sudden thrust. You inso.
lent young scoundrelI' he cried. What
ls that TO you, and what connection can
there be between that portrait and a
man In your way Of life2'
There's close Connection said
Henry, trembling With anger, In his
turn; 'and the proof Is that, when that
picture Ia turned to the III ht, I'll tell
you my name; and till that picture Is
turned to the light, I'll not tell you my
name; and II anybody here knows my
name and tells II 10 you, may that per.
sons tongue be bliRtered at The rooi!'
'0h, how fearlnI!' cried Grace, turn
Ing very pale. But I'll put an end t.
1t all. I've got the key and I've his
permission, and I'll-oh, Mr.. Raby,
there's something more In this than we
know She dRrted to the picture and
unlocked the paddock, and with Jael's
assistance. began to turn the picture.
Then Mr.. Raby rose and seemed to bend
his mind inwardS, but he neither for
babe nor encouraged this impulsive act
Of Grace Gardens.
Now there was not a man, nor wo-
man In the room, whose curiosity had
not been more or less excited about
this picture; 30 there was a general
movement towards 1t, OF all but Mr.,
Raby, who stood guile still, turning his
eye inwards, and evidently much NOV.
ed. though passive.
There happened to be strong light
upon the picture, and the lovely olive
face, the vivid features, aud glorious
black eyes and eyebrows, seemed 10
fash out OF the canvass into life.
Even the living faces, being blondes,
paled before 1t, In the one particular
color. They seemed fair glitterIng
moons, and this glorious sun.
Grace's first feelings were those OF
simple surprise and admiration. But
as she gazed, Henry's first words re.
turned to her, and all manner OF ideas
struck her pell-mell. oh, beautiful
beautiful y she cried. Then, turning 10
Henry, 'You are right; 1t was not face
to hide from the worh--ohi the like
ness just look az him, and then at her
can ! be mistAken2' ~ !, ~
This appeal was made 10 the connpa-
ny, and reused curiosity 10 a high
pitch; every eye began to compare the
dark-skinned beauty on the wall with
the swarthy young man who now Rtood
there nd,submitted In naughty silence
10 the comparison. - '-'s.
The words caught Mr.. Raby's atten-
ton. He made u start, and elbowiuR
them all ont OF his way, strobe up to
the picture. - s.~..T,,g. 80,
Who do you say, Miss Garden /?
What likeness can therebe between nv
sister and asmith ?'and he turned and
frowned haughtIly on Henry Little,
Henry returned his look Of defiance
directly. .a'l@. ~ ~
But that very exchange Of defiance
brought ont another likeness, which
Graee's quick eye seized directly.
why, he 10 still liker you,' she cried.
Look, good peoplel Look at all three.
Look at their great black eyes, and
their brown hair. Look at their dark
skins, and their naughty noses. oh,
you needn't blow your nostrels out Of
me, gentlemen; l am not bit afraid Of
neither OF you, And then look OF this
lovely creature. She ls q Raby too. on.
~ softened down by her sweet womanI
Illness. Look at them all three. IN
they are not one flesh and blood, I have
no eyes, IN $50 .5liog6 n 60
'oh yes, Miss; and this lady is hIs
mother. For l have seen her; and abe
Is sweet lady. and she told me had
q Cairnhope face, and kissed me for IT,
D Upon this from Jael, the general con.
Viction rose into hum that buzzed
round the ROOM. III -
Mr.. Raby was struck with amaze.
ment. At last he turned slowly upon
Henry, and said, with stiff politeness.
is your name little, STRIP %. :
Little Is my name, and I'm proud OF
your name may be Little, but your
face Is Raby. All the better for you,
He then turned bis back to the young
man and walked Flghtlin front OF the
picture, and looked at Ii steadily and
! Il was q simple and natural action,
yet somehow done In 30 imposing d
way, that the bystauders held their
breath, 10 see what would follow.
he gazed long and steadily on the
picture, and his features worked wis.,
Ayr he said. Mature makes no
such faces now .a.days, Poor unfor-
t0nhin OlFlp And hIu unIOo faIiara,l n