Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-04-25
CHAPTER XIII.
a STARTLING LIKENESS.

thought HIM mad, so subdued did she think
him; but Clarice knew nothing of the pas
sion which began to make her dead cousin
friend SO restless. She felt no surprise
when he told her that he had asked Miss
Van Duyne to marry him-she had suspected
from the first that such would probably be
the result.
A change came over James Dalton, and
now there We're times when he hesitated IN
his Self-imposed task OF finding Clarence
Suydam's destroyers. Why? Because his
suspicious, he feared, might wound the feel
ingS of his promised bride, and eventuate,
finally, in dragging her into publicity His
calm conscience was gone from the time of
making that declaration of his affection to
the beautiful Celeste-he became restless.
nervous.
Often he felt sorry that he had been &C.
cepted, and found himself wondering how
he could have been so precipitous in trust
ing his untainted family name to one
whom he had known so short period; but
this sorrow he felt more on account of his
parents than himself, for he had no fear of
the criticism of the world, whatever notori-
ETY. his bride might gain because of her con-
nections. But these thoughts would vanish
as the vision of his lovely fdncee, with her
fearful eyes and quivering lips, rose before
him. How magnificent she would appear
in the drawing of the fashionable,
surrounded by those who could in nowise be
likened to her! But, if that was not to be,
how delightful to sit by his own freside and
have her society all to himself!
The marriage was TO take place on the
first day Of the new year. Mr.. Dalton placed
upon Clarice Suydam the work Of assisting
his bride in her preparations for the we'd
ding and then went quietly to his duties.
One day, shortly after Miss Ovington's
union with the General, LIE went over to
Brooklyn, and, while there, called upon the
widow Of Mr.. Henry RAYMOND. the unfor-
tunate man whose body had been found in
the East River.
We will precede him.
Little BERTHE, the widows bright-eyed
boy, was crying over a drum, upon which
he had been beating so Justify as to break
the head.
Mrs Raymond drew the child up in her
lap, and tried to coax him back to reason.
'Don't cry, BERTHE, DEAR" she said, hold
ing him close to her-'don't cry. Why,
even good little babies are not so foolish!'
But, mamma, babies don't have drumsl''
sobbed the boy. eff they did, and broke
them, guess they'd cry, loud, too-awful
loudT
''Good children never cry, BERTHE"
''And amt good, mammal"
eyes, darling when you do not annoy
mamma, replied the widow. Chow ready
are his answers" she murmured to herself
$50 much like his father"
The boys sobbing ceased presently, and
he looked up into his mothers face.
eff I am awful good, mamma, dear" he
said, twill you send for Mr. Dalton to make
US CALI"
This was a question which he had asked
more than dozen times of late.
Mrs. Raymond did not answer.
''Will you, mammal" persisted BERTHE.
''Why do you wish me to send for him?"
because he is so like papa used to bel
mean before he got to staying out all night :"
''Hush, Bertie!" exclaimed his mother
F'hUsh! You must not mention thatI'
''But, mamma, why can't I? You think
do not love papa any more, because he
would not come home at night and sit with
us as he used to do. But l do love him
Just the same"
''You are different from your mother
BERTHE" said Mrs. Raymond, with q sigh.
''May you never know the pangs of neglect
But your father is dead. and you will do
we'll not to speak of him
''Was papa q good man, mammal" said
the child Needless of her admonition.
''Why do you ask, Bertie?"
because, if he was a good man, he is
happy now, and it would be wicked for you
to say that must not speak of him"
'FYou must not ask such questions" re.
piled the widow i'll q choked voice.
Bertie was silent for a moment, and then,
for the third time, asked for Mr.. Dalton.
''Please send for him. he pleaded
''Won't your
All the mother maneuvering was scarcely
sufficient to convince her child of the impro-
priety of such q proceeding But BERTHE
had his wish gratifed, for soon a servant
entered thereon and announced "AIr. James
Dalton"
The child danced with delight, and al
most tumbled down the staircase in his
effort to reach the draWing-room first.
James Dalton took the little fellow upon
his knee and kissed his rudy cheek
''Now, BERTHE" said Mrs. Raymond smil-
ing, 81 trust you are happy. He has been
very anxious to see you, Mr.. Dalton"
James Dalton amused the boy for a few
minutes. When the enthusiasm of the child
had somewhat abated, he drew from his
pocket miniature, which be handed to the
widow
MADAM, whose likeness is that?"
''Why, where did you get it, sir?" ex-
claimed Mrs. Raymond. ut is a likeness
of Henry!''
James Dalton set the child upon his feet
'Bertie," he said, patting him on the head,
''will you run away for few minutes? You
may come back again, and 1 will try to
amuse you
After some coaxing, the child was induced
to leave the room, and Mrs. Raymond was
alone with the artist.
''Mrs. Raymond, said James Dalton,
F'you believe the portrait which you hold in
your hand to be portrait Of your deceased
husband?"
81 do" replied the widow, with puzzled
look; shut how you came by it is mystery
which perplexes me-"
She handed it back to him as she spoke.
at need not You are mistaken. Henry
Raymond did not sit for this likeness; it is
one of an intimate friend of mine"
ga friend of yours
''I refer to Mr.. Suydam, the artist who
painted Mr. Raymonds portrait. Mr.. Suy-
dam changed much during the last two
years of his life. Are you not aware that
Mr.. Raymond and Mr.. Suydam were half
brothers?"
Brothers. exclaimed the widow.
eyes, madam, Clarence Suydam was the
only son, by the first marriage, of Mrs.
Edward Raymond, whose first husbands