The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1885-08-06
A FAMILY AFFAIR
BY HUGH CONWAY,
"Author Called Back" aud Ozark Days"

Hungarian students, then. Tho time
should be again whon they used TO go OF a
morning and rake over the ashes OF burnt
Jews 10 find tho gold pieces they had swal'
lowed
Everybody heard this coarse and brutal
wiah. Mr. simmons face flushed, IIo half
rose from his chair, and glanced at Horace,
That glance was enough 10 make him resume
his seat
Tho look OF horror, absolute horror at q
guests having been insllted at hS table,
which Horace'a face wore, was more than
wonderful-it was sublime. Never had such
thing occurred before, Such another shock
would be all but death blow, His knees
trembled his face grew white 10 the very
lipA He met Simmons glance with an en-
treating, appealing, apologetic look, that
spoke volumes OF abasement and mortified
tion.
Mr.. Simmons, with the qulcRness Of his
race read what was passing Ia Horacet
mind. Ills anger merged into pity for hii
courteous, kindly host llo reseated himself
and said with pleasant smile, "llow curious
such things sound TO men OF tho world like
uan Thcn no said something IN praise Of the
LATTE Horace gave q sigh OF relief, and tc
his dying day viii dove that gentle jew,
But Herbert had seen his brothers. face,
and Llmew that catastrophe had happened.
Ho guessed that Mr. Turner's jew batting
pyocliyities had brought II about, So he
Klroltly turned tho conversation, and by an
admirable exercise Of self-abnegation sci
Turner booming away about the iniquitlos Of
the mayor, aldermen, and town council Of
Blacktown II was an heroic act, and no one
but Herbert know what II cost him.
Taking II altogether, tho Talberts do not
count that dinner among their social sue
cessOs.
Frank Carruthers had by now grown
rather tired Of Fallon on tho principles Of
true art, He, seated midway between the
hosts, had fully appreciated the Simmons
Turner episode, and was longing TO give wont
10 the laughter which polltencss compelled
him 10 stilo, Moreover no was thinking a
great deal about Miss Clauson, and how
lonely she must be feeling, A young man
always nntten himself that tho young
woman he loves Il lonely without him.
Frank know that whom the party nd.
1ournod 20 tho drawlngToom no should zoe
Beatrice. Her unccs wished her 10 DO there.
and II was not tho rulo Of Hazlewood
House for tho men guests 10 go straight from
the table TO tho moklng-room, So whilst
Horace and Norbert woro Gooing that the
curiously shaped Venetian TASKS were going
round with hospitablo, but not with coarsely
convivial speed, Mr., Carruthers was sum
monlng up courage 10 desert his post ard
cheor Miss Clauson's Loneliness, The thought
OF that loneliness grow 10 painful that, tai.
ing n9yanaCo 0f Horgeo'a being, gl-n~od
deep conversation with Lord kelston, he
rose, slipped from tho room, and passing
across the hall opened tho drawing-rOom
door.
The drawlng-room door, Ike every other
door IN llazlowood House, did its duty with.
out noise, ThorO arc somO peoples doors
which always scrapo and bang, Just as there
arc some peoples shoes which always croalf.
Tho Talborts' shoes never creakcd The
Talborts doors never uttered q sound So
Frank stood on tho thick, Goit carpet and
looked at Miss Clauson, who had no idea that
her solitary cxllo was ended.
She was seated ON tho music bench. IIor
hands wero ON tho keys Of tho plano, but
making no mpSlc She was gazing with
gravo eyes far, far 0way-looking right
through tho ccn'or Of tho satIn-wool Shora-
ton cabinet which, full Of choice porcelain,
stood against tho opposite wall. Ilor
thoughts, sad or sweet woro In droamlOnd.
And Mr., Carruthon stood watching hor.