Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-06-17
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! on foot for the establishment of an emporium
of these noble creatures, and that money only
| is needed to float it."
II assure you" said Miss Durham, II am not
in the least interested in dogs"
mot as a speculation
mot even as a speculation"
Beaple Yoe was silenced.
Excuse me-" said Mrs Durham, 'you were
saying something about strawberry leaves-the
wild Alpine strawberry is delicious"
"Oh! you misunderstood me" said Yeo, ele-
waiting himself to his full height, removing his
hat, shaking the pnggary and putting on his
hat again, II was alluding to the coronet of an
Earl to which lay claim"
''Then, you are not an Earl YETI"
II am not one, and yet am one. The Earl
dom of Schofield was Observation-Disclosures
at the Jacobite rebellion. My great grand
father took the wrong side and suffered accord.
ingly-ac-cor-ding-ly. The attainder was
but for while. Preston Pans was 1745; Cullo-
den, l746, April l6 and mygreat grandfather's
attainder next year, attainder for Us years
which lapses this year. 1872 The Earldom is
secure-l have but to take it up-to take it up;
in other words resume it, and Beaple Yeo is
Earl Schofield."
Salome and Janet appeared to call the three
girls to them, and were little surprised to find
the Colonel and the American young lady al
ready on intimate terms. They were seated on
bench, SIDE by side, and Colonel Yeo was ges-
ticulating with his hand and whisking his pug
gary in explanation of the Schofeld peerage
claim. was following the genealogical tree on
the palm of one hand with the finger of the
other; was waiving away objections with his
hat, and clenching arguments by clapping both
hands on his knees. He was man so richly
endowed by nature with imagination that he
could not speak the truth. There are such men
and women in the world-to whom romance
rhOdOmontade is a necessity, even when no OBJ
ject is to be gained by saying what is not true.
Some people emproider on a substratum of
fact, bur Beaple Yeo, and others of the like
kidney, spin the threads and then weave their
own canvas out of their own fancies, and
finally embroider thereon as imagination
prompts.
Darkness set In. that night as on every other,
and most of the tourists had retired to bed,
wearied with their walks and climbs, and those
tarrying at Andermatt had also gone into the
uncomfortable Swiss German beds, tired with
having nothing to do. Only two were awake,
in separate wings of the hotel One was Sa-
lone, the other the American stranger.
Salome had two candles lighted on the table,
and had been writing to Philip. She sat now,
looking through the open window at the starry
sky, with pen in hand uncertain how to con-
tinue her letter She wrote to her husband
every few days, and expected from him, what
she received without fail, letters informing her
of the health and progress of the baby. His
letters we're formal and brief When about to
write he visited the nursery. inquired whether
there were particulars to be sent to Mrs. Penny
comequick, and wrote verbatim the report of
the nurse. Salome had indeed, only received
two letters. and the last had surprised and
overwhelmed her. 1t contained news of the
temperance of Mr.. jeremiah Her delight
had been exceeding; its excess was now
passed, and she sat wondering what would
be the result of this return on the
fortunes of Philip, and on their relations to
each other. Philips letter had been silent on
both these points. He merely stated that his
uncle had returned, was in robust health, and
added a brief account of the circumstances of
his escape and recovery. Not a word in his
letter about his desire to see her again, not
hint that he was ready to forgive the wrong un-