The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-10-03

Philipa, who had been sitting, rOund-eyed and
not greatly disturbed, the foot of the bed, al
ways remembered how her mother looked,
when few minutes later she nestled closer to
the supporting arm and died with smile on her
lips
There was something else which the girl re-
membered, too and this something else was the
cough with which the last illness bad begun
the tiresome, hacking little cough. She remem-
bered its sound so we'll that when she first heard
1t one night in her fathers room it chilled her
very heart She had grown accustomed to the
knowledge that he was not strong. His physical
beauty was of a dangerous, perishable order.
More than once she had seen an ominous flush
on his delicate, feminine face and an omiaous
tremor of his fine fair hands.
You were coughing all last night governor,
darling she said, and she said it with an anxious
pang.
He smiled the faintest of smiles and one hold
ing strong but unconscious expression of
trouble.
'Did Ip he said eyes, really, [ think did
The fact is, | think I caught trife of cold when
l crossed the channel, on my way to meet Hank
err, and-and l don't seem to get rid of it. But
there is need for anxiety. of course" And
yet his rapid glance at Phil seemed to ask
question secretly Nothing TO be anxious about,
is thereP he added
II hope not" Phil answered sBut wish you
would stay at home at night during this damp
weather"
By this time he was regarding her with actual
my dear child" he broke forth. ''you speak
as if you were not sure, and that is absurd.
could not stay at home, you know. How could
LIZ And then what possible reason could there
be-faith Phil my dear" breaking off and ris-
ing with short, light laugh, ''you almost make
me uncomfortable. Cons that sort of thing
is special horror of mine. Your mother, you
know-poor Liias. Poor girl"
To Phil it seemed as if he was seized with a
sudden, momentary fear and did not like to give
the matter even q passing thought. Was he
afraid2 She knew that death and pain always
unEerved him-did he feel terror at the mere
fancy of their possible approach? She could not
help wondering and feeling uncomfortable her
Eself. And then she wished to reassure him.
'The medicine you want, governor" she said,
lis money"
at is medicine a good many Of us want, he
put in
Eyes, but you want it more than the rest of
u.s. If you had money, and rest, and luxury and
well, the rest of it-you would be we'll enough,
l think"
81 am sure" he answered, II should like to
try it, Phil" And he half sighed, half smiled
again.
Phil nodded.
$50 should l." But her sigh was not half
one ''If old Miss Emily Roscoe had left me
her money" she said, after pause, ''how nice it
would have been"
''Ah! IT," said Fairfax "But she never for
gave your mother, and SO Wilfred Carnegie got
it."
ana we nave only one poor SHAW leIC TO cling
to-" Phil proceeded: eff old Mrs. Oswald would
debut she won't"
II am afraid not" said Fairfax with perfect
composure and earnestness.
Phil, is not that the door bell? You had bet
ter 60, perhaps"
CHAPTER H.
Phil went out obedienty But it was not an
other creditor In short time she came back
with companion--a young man who followed
her as if he was quite at home-a young man
who had picturesque, dark. aqunefeatured
face, and who evidently dressed up to and
nodded upon the Philip Fairfax model that his
likeness to him was kind of marvel, though the
two had no form of other resemblance than the
same order of tall wllowy, graceful figure
ut is nobody but Ernest" said Philippa, and
marched back to her old place with darkened
face.
Ernest laid aside his hat and took a seat. He
had cigar In his hand, but he did not lay that
aside. Her fathers friends rarely stood on GER
emory with Phil-partcularly such friends as
Ernest
81 have some news for you," WAS the new
Corners first remark
Good, bad, or Indifferent" questioned Fair
fax.
Bad" was the answer. "Mrs. Dorothy Os-
wald has announced her intention of leaving her
possessions to Wilfred Carnegie"
Phil turned round with flashing eyes and
cenched hand.
tits a shamew she cried. ''It's burning
shame"
The young man smiled at her as if he had
been used to smiling at her all her life
"Yes, it is a shame" he said But am not
Mrs. Dorothy Oswald, after all. | am not going
to leave my money to Mr. Wilfred Carnegie"
Phil shrugged her shoulders and turned her
back upon him. She was not prone to cere
mony either.
when did you hear t9" Fairfax asked
'Only this morning There seems"-sardon-
icaly-"to be a sort of fascination about this
Wifred Carnegie. l rather fancy he is what
might call nice young man. Old ladies in
variably become enamored of him, and have
even heard OF young ladies who were not utterly
free from the amiabe weakness. Mrs.
Oswald met him by accident-had never given
him thought before-only knew him
thirty second cousin to whom Miss Roscoe had
left money-but she had not known him six
months before she began to mediate upon the
dscreetness of leaving him her fortune instead
of building lunatc asylums with it, or letting it
drift into the hands of disreputable relatives.
She says he will use it to some good purpose and
she can trust him with 1t. Being the young man
he is it appears he did not want It, and requested
as a special favor that she would give it to some
body else. But she prudently resisted his inn
portunities, and sent for her lawyer and made it
over to him, with all due form and ceremony,
and there the matter stands They are such
friends, | hear that he has consented to take up
his abode in her household since he has no fam
lily of his own.
"He lives with her. interposed Phil.
$50 report says. What delightful thing it
must be to stand in the shoes Of Mr.. Wilfred
Carnegie!'
Fairfax shrugged his shoulders.
"Our straw has foated past us on the current
you see." he said to Phil '.And it was the last
straw, too"
But he was not very much disturbed, disas-
trous the affair might seem. 1t was not his
habit to allow anything to shake his composure
to any great extent. 1t must be confessed that
he had not relied much on Mrs. Dorothy Oswald.
His wife's relations did not regard him with un-
qualified admiration. Some of them even went
so far as to apply certain hard, names to him.
But Philippa's mood was not resigned one,
by any means She was more intense and less
tranquil. She had never seen Mr.. Wilfred Car
negie but her feeling toward him had always
beer one of dislike, and now it amounted almost
to detestaton.
While her father and his companion talked
l.. ho hnu hnar, Iad