Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-02-25

like 10 ros.-u 0-u pa e How / should
toit - restore little of its past rIorv
fo - u But am afraid that will 5avsy vy
sigh. WIN regretful
Rex, do You know that New ys.,,s
Doe Is close at hand, and we are down
clsI and forlorn? 1t is really w
SteAeu not 10 have smile for the l..t
Jays OF the old year." declared CIad1,.
sroi our eyes are full of tears az Won
SPEAK, you little humbue +, dscIsrs1 o1
"0. ..B' over regarding her tenderly.
because l think of your poiny co
lal across the sea. Oh, Rex. Rpx + is
ureadful ] / should never have IL
courage to part with you when the time
Came, you dear old boy y,
1t will not come Tor threa rnontho
9e' the spring Is the best time to start
on such journey"
lhTee months That seems a long
time. Perhaps something will happr5
oelore then to make you Change your
lou old gray walls, why will Won
not tell your secret, AID let me stav
with my darling Gladys, my promises
~ue exclaimed the young man. sud-
denly raising his clenched fist tosar,ls
lhe lyy-grown windows of the south
wing OF Fendall Court, now visible
through the trees.
Hush, Rex dear p Gladys whispered
IN awe-struck tones. I'm that room
where the ivy hangs thickest over the
window Herbert Fendall was seen for
the last time. His ghost will haunt
You if you talk and look So.
II wish could see his ghost and
tLsh should know for sure that he
haG departed this life"
You couldn't make the LAWYERS
believe In your ghost story any more
than IN the other more probable tales
you have told them"
"True-alas, too true acknowledged
Rex.
Now, Rex, let US put doleful
thoughts out of our heads for a time,
and try TO be cheerful for New Years
Eve-foI aunt Letitia's sake, and be-
cause it is right" Gladys said, with an
attempt at cheerfulness she was far from
feeling.
Tourists cn jaunting-cars occasionally
drove through the demesne of Fendall
Court in The spring and summer; its
long sweep OF avenue with overarching
trees and the wilderness of greenery be-
yond proved a strong temptation to
leave the dusty highway and old Tat
bury, the gate-keeper, had orders to al
low any respectable looking vehicle TO
enter.
"What possibilities there are In the
place, with proper care but it would
take fortune TO put it in Orderl See
that beautiful sweep of larn-a rank
wildernessl Look a: the statues, broken
and weed-growni And the lake is
nothing but a vast green waste. II
| gives one the shivers to look at it."
''True for you, your honor-it is but
sorry place now; but five and-twenty
years ago, W en- was lad, there was
not finer or better kept estate in all
the country round"
THE house is vacant, of eourse?''
''No your honor Some Of the Fen
dalls still live there; but they have now
only ha'pence where they once had
| guineas and they can make but sorry
fight against the wrack and ruin about
| them"
II am sure the place has history !"
alt has, your honor"
Relate it, Patsy; you are, without
doubt, good story-teIler-your face
shows as much"
Conversation of this sort took place
between the car-dTiver and his fare"
whenever a stranger was taken through
the estate and Patsy, renowned
whip" of the locality, was in his ele-
| ment when asked to tell the story of
Fendall Court. Unlike most Of his
class. he held strictly to facts, and al
lowed his Imagination no play In his
simple recital.
Thirty years ago, your honor, he
wculd begin, "yonder house was the
scene of merry .makings aud festivals
such as are told of in fairy-s1ories
every horse in the stables had a pedI-
gree, the table groaned with dalntles
from foreign parts, and the ladies' mad
their satin gowns over from London ana
Paris.
Sir Herbert Fendall, bachelor of
four-snd-twenty, was lord OF the manor
then A fine handsome gentleman he
was. but rather strange in himself-not
like other folk; and they do say that
the poetry he wroie would just bring
tears 10 YOUR eyes. Sure every lass In
the county would have given her two
ayes for a smile from him but never
one would he look at except Lady IT.
mentrude Mowbray. She was staying |
al the Court and you may well say sne |
vas a real beauty-l0Oked like the
yonno LADY. Miss Luttrell. that's living |
az FendaIi now, Molly Brady says. |
Their families were related. SO that Is
not surprising. The housekeeper showed |
me once Lady IrmeDtrude's picture In
the big drawing room-you see Two vi
its windows over beyant, looking 10 Tue
west-an6. faith, sir, L never see such
a sight Her eyes smile right uown On
Won and you'd think the sun itseit was
canght in her gold-brown halr, Whiie
har white neck, coming up out OF her
araen r gown. looks just like one OF them
lilies over beyant in its green leaves.
.sWeIl. sir. it was plain TO De seen
.bat she would marry Sir HeIberti fond |
anough they were of each other. and
eno Veil matched pair they were. so |
;. rent on till Christmas time, when |
.S,ora was great fox hunt. All the
s"aI;.v from the Court followed the
fta,nds with crowds of people from all
the country round. All, your honor,
tbat % was a sight for sore eyes It's
maii .n,ii I remember it. though | was but
hit of a Qossoon then. Sir Herbert rose
Close 81, q at Lady Irmentrude's side ana
handsome enough they both looked on
,is, their line blooded horses. Not much OF
the te hunt did they see, | am thinking,
sor sor they looked only at each other!
i aWeil sir. after the hunt there was
:. ,reat ball in the evening. when II
as Sin time to dress, Sir Herbert went up
w m"b his own rooms, and, il you'll believe
" ,~s from that time-now thirty years
nno,1tiII ane, this he was never seen or
Sserd of. Och, but that was a sore
me- me- for Fendalll And long and weary
was .r the search they made for MIN an
,hrongh the country; but never trace
conid they find of him; and Heaven
INV o knows what has become OF the
lord of Fendall sha rrsw
iO .sPnor Lady Irmentrude, she grew
-b;ter and thinner every day, tiii sue
,onEed Ike one of them liiles, thirsty
sop toUH drop of rain Many year she
soaht with the bitter sorrow IN ner