Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-08-15
MIRIAM. The Romance of Heahcrlcigl Hall

After Earle Fairfax had impartcd this bit of news lacon,cally, Sir Rupert cursed his luck and turned his horse's head home ward.
 ''You knew nothing of thisa' he qucs- tioned, glaring at his coachlnnn, while they were returning slow paced and weary, seeming to forget that individual was 1n- cluded in the mornings condemnation. ''No, master; 'pon honor," answered mcek-cyed John, turning faint with fear lest his master should order him down and off and go on without him. But Sir Ru- pert said nothing more and was silent all the rest of the way back to Heathcrleigh. Sir Rupert alightcd at the inner gate shutting off the long avenue of elms, and rushed in alone over the flagged pavement, across the terrace and into the hall, more like lunatic than the feeble old man that he was. John drovo off toward the sta bles, glad to his hearts center of the oppor- tunity of putting space between the irate master and himself once more.
 ''Thcy are gone; married and goner' Sir Rupert shouted Ill desperation, banging tho massive doors after him as he entered. 'Hcnccforth she is no daughter of minol"
 Poor frightened Clarkson was the only ono present, and, courteseying mecky, she an swered: "Yes, masthur." Then under her br%ath she could not help murmuring:
 ol A1lC SO oOIJS OOT
 The father heard and partly understood the sympathetic words in reference to his daughter, and, in his present state of ex- citement and anger. he could lily brook word to tho contrary. Turning wrath fully upon tho sympathetic Hibernian he shouted: II will not have word of your pulling sympathy, Clarkson. Miriam is poor enough now, God knows without mak- ing mention of it."
 Peggy covered under the frown of tho eagle eye bent on her offending head and the master of Heathcrleigh strode on by her, and went upstairs to his apartments. ''Send James to mo immediately" he called in authoritative tones from tho first land ing, where he sat down for q moments rest.
 The housckcepcr went ill search of tho butler with hastcning step "Shure an the masthur's mad as an owl It bates the very haythun how angry hc-is. He's Ell torc up an he's afthur wantin' yes this minute; an it's the loikcs of ye to be hurryin roght off,
 James ran upstairs to the bidding, and almost flew along tho shadowy corridors, bent on obeying his masters bchcst, and shortly stood before him. Tho quiet, airy peacefulness of Sir Rupcrt's apartments aontrastcd strangely with tho stormy soul of it's occupant.
 Tho breeze that came ill over the open easement from the sea, fresh and sweet, only famed an aged fucc flushed with anger, played with whitoned locks timdly, and died amid the silken curtains unhceded
 Nature and natures soothing influence had no part in tho thoughts of tho proud soul seething ill it's own wrath. No; the legendary curse had fallen, and Sir Rupert as one of the victims was busy trying to cope With it's influence
 "You sent for me, sirF' questioned James, softly, the strange light in his masters face startling him.
 "Yes, l did," returned Sir Rupert, say agely. "Have my dinner hero in an hour. Since that undutiful daughter of minc has