The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1886-11-20

! 10 sleep Under blanRetS ana III the open CHI,
he appreciated the Injuries Of linen sheets
and II frescoed roof. 1t is, by tho way, only
your sick city Ct Tk or you dyspeptic clergy
man, who fancy that they have found in the
had bread, fried steaks, and frowzy Gannels
of mountain ,,icnieing the true art Of
tina, your true nountaineer or your gentle
mar who has ban obliged to honestly trough
IT, does not, az general thing write books
about its advantages, or implore their fellow
mortals TO come and share their solitude and
their discomforts
Thoroughly approaching the taste and COM
fort of lIarlowc's library, yet half cnvious OF
its owner. and half suspicious that his own
earnest life for the past few years might have
been different, Thatcher suddenly started from
whercon stood picture. 10 was Carmen dc
Haros first sketch Of the furnace and the mine.
Il 500 you arc taken with that picture
said Harlowe, pausing with tho champagne
bottle in bis hand "You show your good
taste It's been much admired. Observe
how splcnddly that freight plays over tho
sleeping face Of that figure, yet brings out by
very contrast its almost deathlike repose.
Those rocks are powerfully handled; what
suggestion of mystery in those shadows!
You know the painterr
Thatcher murmurod, "MiSs De Haro, with
q now and rather odd sclt-consciouslcSs in
speaking her name
4 pI ls,nv l,p an
ture, Of courscp
Thatcher thought he didn't. Wen, no; in
FACT lie did not remember
why, this rocumtent figure was an old
SPANS lover of hers, whom she believed TO
have been murdered there It's CHASTITY
fancy, isn't it7
Two things annoyed Thatcher; first the
cpitAct "lover,' IA applied to Concho by
another man; second, that the picture be-
! longed to him; and what the ID did she
mean by
Yes" he broke out finally; "but how did
you got it,"
"Ol, / bought it of her. I've beenn sort Of
patron of her ever since | found out bow she
stood towards us. As she was quite alone
| here In Washington, my mother and sister
have taken her up, and have been doing the
social thing"
How long SINGER asked Thatcher.
"Oh, not long The day she telegraphed
YOU she came hero to know what she could do
! for us and when said nothing could be done
except to keep congress OFT, why she went
and d,dt Tor she, and she alone, got THAI
speech out of the senator. But" he added
a littlo mischievously, you sem to know
very little about herr
"No--I-that is-rve been very busy late
"" returned Thatcher, staring at the picture
Docs she come here oftenT
YES, lately, quite often; she was here this
evening with mother; was here, think, when
| you caue.'
Thatcher looked intently at IIarlowe. But
that gentlemans face betrayed no confusion.
Thatcher reflled his glass little awkwarlly,
tossed off the liquor at draught, and rose TO
his feet
Come, old fellow, you're not going now.
shan't permit il, saM Hariove, laying his
hand kindly on his clients shoulder you're
out OF sorts. Stay here with me tonight.
| Our accommodations are not large, but are
elastic. can bestow YOU comfortably until
morning. Wait here a moment, while give
the necessary orders"
| TbBtrher was not sorry TO lie left alone. In
the last half hour he had become con yipced
that his love for Carmen dc lIaro had been On
some way most dreadfU!ly abussi While Ire
was bard at work in California, She Was
being introduced IN Washington society 10y
parties with eligible brothers, who bought
her paintings il J. relief tn the truly pal-
Gus mind to- indulge in rNurals Thatcher
| liked To think that She was already bcset by
hundreds Of brothers.
He still kept staring NJ the picture. Bv and
| hv il faded away in part, and very vlNtd rex
ollertiou of tn" misty, midnight, lnNonlit walk
be had once taken With her came back, and
refiled the canvas with is mage. He saw
the ruined furnace; the DARK, ovcrhang!nC
masses Of rock, the trembling in:Flcs'Ics Of
foliage, and, above all the fash Of Clark eyes
under uantiila Al his shoulder. VI nat H
| fool he had been! Had ne not really been as
s,n>nless and stupiG as this very Cancho,
Twin. here like o@f And ste had loved that
man. What fool She must baSc thought
him that evening! What u ,nob she must
| think him rowl
| He Was startled by a slight ruStIag in The
massage, THAT almost Cps&ed 1t ne turned
| Thatcher looked toWar, the door q the outer
office, as if half expecting that the how'd chan-
reIlor Ike the commander IN "iiuh juan,
might have accepted his thoughtits, invitation
II. listened again; everything w's sir He
vas co-ciot,> IT feeling III as ease and irife
nervous What n long iinle ffarsowe tdoh 10
make hi rir ;Aa rations He w0a'd iook out N
the iali 10 10 this il was necessary t. turn
TN TN, ca! lie did So aud in bis confusion
turned il ou.'
Where w,rl tie matches lie remembered.
that there Was d hruun something rn Vie
able that. ia the irony 81 mutcFn d~co rative
taste. ni.ht hold asuc. Cr matches, Or any
thing At an unpiGturcscGue characfpt lis
knocked something over, evidently The ink
som. thing .lse This time champagne glass.
Re,on!u- rsclcSs. and now groIiur III ran
dom in the ruins re overturned the EronZe
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