Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-03-29
Iv.-AN OUTBURsT OF TEMPER.

1V.-AN OUTBURST OF TEMPER.
Gale Cardonne had but one congenial Friend
certain DR.. Weatherby. man little crotch
ETY. but jovial, good-hearted fellow withal, a
most excellent physician and we'll read. not
only in the classics, but in the polite literature
| OF the day. Every idle evening either found
Gale Cardonne in the cosy office of the doctor
or the latter in the library at Northbrook
Cardonne, you ought to get married. the
/ doctor said one evening
| They were seated in the library little more
/ than the top of the doctors bald head visible in
the smoke with which he had enveloped himself
why so: Weatherby?'
They had familiar way of calling each other
by their last names.
You might look elsewhere and fare worse
remarked the doctor.
You have some one to recommends" Gale
Cardonne said, interrOgatively.
Aye. have" replied the doctor. ''One who
| is worthy in every respect of any honest mans
| love. | mean Janet Thorne.
Just then something happened which rather
disturbed the doctors cOmpacency. pair of
brawny arms seized him, lifted him from his
chair then replaced him in it with considerable
violence.
The doctor small man. but tough as O
tennis ball. with very little temper, or else but
a sluggish one He shook himself, adjusted
MS shirt collar, picked up his pipe. and recrossed
his legs.
'Cardonne, didn't know that you INDUCED
In profanity" he said, his pipe once more in his
mouth"
did swear? You are to blame. You pro-
voked me-
"Oh, did, eh." asked the doctor. "very in
nocently SO, l assure you. Dueling is under
ban in this commonwealth and generation Still
would be excused for asking for an explana-
ton of such sudden Outburst."
'she Tilted me-" growled Gale Cardonne, his
passion spent
WHO Tilted you?"
"Janet Thorne"
"No, she didn't" the doctor said, with en-
phass.
IL tell you she did" declared the other. with
equal emphasis. ''Ought not to know? ~
underwent it! That's just why am 80 sensi-
tive
"she did not jlt you?" persisted tho doc
tor.
Gale Cardonne was on his feet again.
y" What do You mean 2" he fercely demanded
on. you want me to be precisei Well, she re-
jected me-"
That's the better word" rejoined the doctor.
could she have had 2"
You You might ask her," erowled the owner of
Perhaps she doesn't love YOU"
%Ihat isn't very complimentary to me- Wealth
"Oh!" calculated the doctor, lapslpg into ST.
lence for time.
"Cardonne. if she loves you she'll marry you."
ne slowly said There is some mystery about
the matter. She Is very frank and abominates
concealments. have known her from baby
hood. aud her mother before her. Hal"
The exclamation was sudden and explosive.
and his face intensified.
IL think know" he said, possibly not aware
that ne was rubbing his hands "Cardonne. If
you'll apologize to me for that shaking I'll find
you wife"
'Janet!" asked the German baron. /" with an
Illuminated face "Do it, and I'll get on my
knees to you 1 I'll consider myself your debtor
''Oh, don't be so profuse," interrupted the
Doctor but push the tobacco pouch over this
way"
V.-YOUR MOTHER ISN'T YOUR MOTHER.
"Janet" DIR. Weatherby said, lit was shabby
in you to refuse Mr.. Cardonne."
He had stopped In front of the cottage. and
she was leaning over the wheel of his gig.
The blood filed her face, then left it marble
white.
Did he think so lightly Of It as to mention
ii: she asked. her eyes swapping.
"L19htly:" cried the doctor with a shrug of
his shoulders Il am glad we weren't on the
top OF Notre Dame when he mentioned it! Janet.
your mother isn't your mother"
1t was an astounding announcement. and
made III the abrupt way usual with the doctor
1t was an inconsistent, improbable impossible
statement, and yet Janet understood him For
moment She seemed bereft Of speech and mo-
ton.
..Dr. Weatherby, is that true?" she gasped.
eyes, Janet"
"And father kept 1t from me?"
There never was any need to tell you"
''Why Is there need nOw?"
ANSWER that yourself. Janet. That is why
you rejected Gale CardOnne." t.e
eyes" gasped Janet. 1T would not have
been right. You have guessed the reason-as
a physician. solely, perhaps. And my mother
my real mother, my true mother-was she in
sane!"
No. little one"
"Father in heaven; thank Thee,"
Her hands were casped, her eyes were rever-
entity upttcd. her face shining like the face of
saint. At least the doctor thought so.
"Janet, your happiness lies at your feet" he
significantly said. You will be sensible enough
to take it up"
Janet stole off into the dim woods to be alone.
under the trees and the wonderful revelation
Her stepmother whom she supposed was her
real mother, had died in the insane asylum raw
Ing mad. Poor Janet believed that she had in
herted the faint; the dreadful visitation would
come some time; she could not bring sorrow to
the life OF husband, or shame and suffering to
her offspring