West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1884-09-12
THE FACE IN THE GLASS.

was called by telegram from my
office one day to visit an uncle who was
dying.
He had never even acknowledged my
existence He was "Mr. Worth, who
owns that fine mansion over there"
while was simply--or my small sign
declared me to be - Henry Worth,
MIDI
The "M.D." was my only wealth.
station or honor. In fact, when
young physician first puts out h $ sign
That Is about all he possesses save the
small stock of knowledge which he has
red until himself and pocketbook
are exceedingly Glow par.
IL was no short distance between nv
city home and my uncle's. Fully one
hundred and sixty miles intervened. and
1t was evening before the train slowed
up at the village OF Dare.
alighted with one or two others, and
looked around for some person from the
castle Gas my unclc's home was
callcd). i found an Irishman waiting
who after long parlcy To be sure |
was the iaght person, told me to get into
the coach
We must have ridden mile and "A
half when we turned into the Castle
grounds.
could not make out the place very
well, for it had grown dark i'm the APP
preaching night. We turned into a
long drive, and far back from the main
thoroughfaro stopped before the door of
Is dark stone mansion.
Not light was visible save dim one
in the ball, which could he seen through
the colorcd glass transom.
The coachman drove around TO the
stables, while i passed up the marble
steps and sounded the brass knocker.
What noise il did make. 1t seemed
as though every part of the house had
nm e,ho and u, mblcd at the concus-
sion.
For some time | was kept waiting
outside but Mt length the slow foot
ftepS of some one coming To the door
could be heard. Then came the sound
of bolts being thrown back, and then
the door opened.
Who was it.?
A woman from the looks of the dress.
es; 1t was a woman-an old, wrinkled,
%icked-lOoGing woman, who reminded
me OF one of the witches in Shakes.
peare' Macbeth"
what do you want?" was demand
cd in TREMENDOUSLY high tone.
MY name is Worth, from R
city nephew to Robert Worth" / re-
piled.
come in. was all she said, and |
was ushered into the hall.
followed her along the hall until we
reached door that was slightly aiar.
- on may remain here until | ac-
quaint master of your arrival" she
said. and left ple 20 myself
fire burned dimly in the old-fash-
nj 4
spacious par.or. Two wax candles
burned in the chandelier. The room
was furnished in n manner that de-
clarcd the owner TO be mar. of taste
refinement and wealth. Paintings hung
upon the walls in such numbers that
one imagined himself TO be in the studio
o some great artist.
ne wiudow-shutters were all closed
ana seemed not to have been opened TO
admit the sunlight for years.
i stood in the center of this room for
some time Pondering over my strange
adventure.
Robert Worth was my fathers own
brother. In early life they had quar-
relied and ever siucc were known to
each other a enemies. This accounted
for the ''prccariOus' relationship that
hal existed between US Robert Worth
hal never married. and up 10 the time
nc had sent for me on his death-bed /
bad never seen and seldom heard his
name mentioned in connection with
nv own.
Three pictures in the room took my
attention and one Of them was sure
VS. that OF my uncle. II must have
been painted when be was about TWEEN
ty-hve years old. There was a great
resemblance between him and INV
father There was the same piprriu,,
eye; the heavy black eyebrow. the
classic nose and firm mouth which de
clared him 10 be- % Worth
The other two paintings to which
referred were those Of q man and
woman.
The man must have been twcnty-9ne
or Two years Of age. TO SAY no was
handsome would bat poorly express H..
re was pi that class Oi manly beauty
Whicl mere word ar found made
gHate To- express. a high. broad fore.
head dark ewes and hair. and mouth
80 perfect bro JOS formal on that even In
tne painting one almost imagined they
heard 10 SPEAK.
The painting ~ the woman lor.
should say grI, for she ,..d NOT have
passed beyond her fcrrl .as v.r,
beautiful. Her beauty Wa. sufr.I,
1'hereni from that of fha RAMS ut
described beauty that m ro.,
feminine, golden hair. -kiao If rorg
"niienc-s. eye whose azure r.saIl .f.a.
o' tno summer skies ayo. ev.s .u ..Ef.,
Won might read 'hougbts rs prre a+ap
angels
lou may come with mo-"
started vshly as that trcnulou.
voice broke thc stiffness of thc room n
was from the woman who bad Ict uoiu.
0he had come Boo without making apy
noise, and had spoken these words close
To my ear
She cook one Of The wax candle ,..ff
'eT and LETT the room, ! falIow.Es.