Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-12-05


up ii front Of this great gateway open
ing to tho grounds Of an imposing man
sl0n up the Hudson. This lady was
neither old nor yolIng .she appeared 70
be well cared for; she was well dressed
equipped from tip to toe in & prosper
Gus neatness and womanlinese She sur
veyed the handsome grounds "It's .
good place, but II must cost good deal
70 keep It up, she murmured, critically.
Truly, IL was d handsome home; the
soft forenoon sunlight lay on the grass of
the lawn-on the lilies and the still water
in the great stone basin where a pipe
dripped
Il was delightful; two or three statues,
pieces Of gray, weather beaten marble
stood at agreeable distances, and a sun
dial, evidently not indigenous to the
place. graced a sunny grassplot.
Presently this apnreciative visitor
stopped, and, turning. addressed some
one who had kept scat in the carriage.
"Yon can stay where you are. my
dear, or you can come and look about in
the grounds. They are very nice; as for
me, shall 90 at once to Gabriel"
She passed beyond the gateway where,
two large stone heads grinncd at her
from the high arch.
"Heathenishi' muttcred the lady;
shut, then, what could you expect from
painterg''
She paused, for just then q man, a
young, handsome man. came out from
sidewalk shaded with pink kalmia, and
confronted her: he had fine mass of
rudy hair falling to his shoulders: he
wore velvet morning coat, and he was
smoking cigarette; that seemed to be
bis only occupation.
The strange lady regarded him mo-
ment.
ssAh, she said; then, smiling a little,
I know the look; you've got the fam
lily look, after all. You must be my
nephew, Gabriel Hertford!n
The young man dotted his hat in cour-
tesy.
THAT is my name, at your service; if
aunt, but beg pardon Tor not knowing
your name. /"
All, yes, forgot I am Miss PEN
field--Mary Pentield. came this morn
ing to look you up as soon as heard of
that shameful business. ! am sorry tor
you
s.Ah, said the young man. slowly,
you are very good to remember me;
YOU are the first one TO say you are sorry
for mel''
Il dare say; nobody cares, although
everybody talks about it; but, then.
there are great many others. I call it
great shame that one man can fix things
so that his falling will drag hundreds Of
others down with him. This man,
Gould, ought to be put in jail"
Miss Pentield looked about her. Ca
briel had flung his cigarette away and
was looking at his visitor in what seemed
to be q mixture of perplexity and amuse-
mcnt.
This must be q very expensive place
to keen up; it must take a lot Of money. >
ssYes, said Gabriel, evidently follow
ing as Uest he could where his aunt led,
1T takes good deal, but since my
father died It has rather run down. nv
being alone, YOU know -"
Well, don't suppose you will try
to keep it up any longer. even as q
bachelors establishment; you will have
to work now to earn your own living.
You like TO work, Hope, GabrielY
Yes, like to work. =
Miss Penheld smiled rather Qrimly.
have come to offer you situation:
you know own all the land between
the two rivers out there she spoke IS
| II she thought Gabriel must have map
Of the section where she dwelt tout
t there before his eyes habitually- and
am always on the lookout for good
overseer good man to manage. There
are the cattlc-such work As I have.
IS