The morning call., 1890-09-02

so nara. we are uul III dDsOlutC pCuuiS'
mo; but it is pleasant making money IN q
way one likes Besides, there will be some TO
| give away when we find we have too much our
selves. And how is your trade going on ~
ITO tell the TRUTH not brilliantly. In Tact,
| am rather hung up for plot"
| "a plot?"
| write this week and though have rather neat
| sci of characters and small incidents ready, IL
| YOU understand, main idea Is wanting"
Dear me- that is unfortunate. why don't
| YOU 20 ont for walk, or for halt an hour in
| the underground, or TO the city ON bus, and
| find ones"
"NIy dear Millicent, what nonsense you talk
AS II were the least likely to fad my ideal plot
| that way! No; l must try and worry 1t out N.Y.
| self somehow"
"Weu. must be OF, Good-by Stephen; take
my advce-go and look for your ideal in the real
| of life. i am sure you can md II there.. 90,
After his wife had gone stephen Mostyn ate
| his breakfast aud then sat musng little, aft er
which. springing out of his chair lie said
| II never felt less inclined 10 write IN my HE!
( Really, have good mind TO follow Nillllcenrs
| advice and go out" 49,,
In few minutes he was standing on the door
| step, deciding upon his next move.
| "What Deastly fogl l certainly shan,t iose
much under ground, SO here goes for tie Metro
pU Where foT?'' said the clerk sharply as
| Stephen stood vaguely In font oil the ticket
"0n. Wbtecnapel. l should think that leaves
| room for discovery" he thought TO himself.
WHAT class"
| "TbIrd-beJter do it thoroughly. Now, then,
for a trial trip between Kenslngton aud the Mile
| End road, 10 test MIlllcents theory"
a small boy with a large, heavy parcel got
| into the carriage with him, ana spent some
| moments in vainlv trying to secure his burden
| more firmly, BY means OF knotty bit OF stllhs
| that crossed II here aud there IN purposeess
| fesoons. Mr.. Mostyu lending his helr, between
| them they made rather neat thing OF 1t.
"Adventuie The hlst; ended, | fear" said
| Stephen 10 himself 81 really can't ask him how
old he is ana where he lives, ana If lie thinks 1t
| healthy"
Temple ~
| walked au elderly Young woman with a fringe
| and an American cloth handbag. She sat down
| opposite 10 Mr.. MoSiyn, put both her hands 10
her head If 10 make certain 1t was still III lis
place. opened her bag and realizing hat she had
! not lost her ticket, looked al the window ana
1N0l exactly IDEAL but scarcely real" thought
| Stephen. DO you feel tile drausht from The
| windnw ?" lie asked.
| "No. don'l, thank you.r with a well-arranged
| look of spltefu IImldlty, and cha nging her seat
10 one at the other end Of the carriage.
us This ab"ginntn2?" thought stephen NOW
/ should like TO ask her If she thinks my life for
| thirty five years has been working up to the
| climax OF meeting her. yelled IN golden log, IN
| lhlrd class Metropolitan railway carTlAgeY
wonder II its any good going on with THIS mel
| dent? Madam--"
"Sr, lhiok this is BIackffiars Station ~ she
| said, whiSkus her head round as she spoke,
| the end Of her nose depriVing the glass OF
| very hue smut at The sans lime.
al is not my business 10 t her that she Is
now still more attractive than when size 20; in
| thought Stephen; "She would probably give me
inlo custody If dtd-BaekfIiars! yes, it Is. DO
| you get cut heIe?"
| : yes" plunging at the door as she spoke.
| "Ah," lie said, turning the handle for her, II
| dOu'I."
| There entered, before he shut the door, a
small wolnau, holding IN one arm a tiny bundle
OF baby, and pushing before her little boy.
She sat down, tie baby Keeping its position in
81 formed ly lis mothers the bow
holding close 10 her. pulling at her shawl and
continually asking. her IN an uninielligible
mutter Tor something that she either had not
got OF didn't mean TO pant with. Her bonnet
was slipping OF her dull. untidy hair; her face
was %hite win tired iaselless eyes pinE'
| Tie poor little apology for a baby might have
| lung round her neck by ribbon, and the other
| child was snail and sickly. A shruuken, de-
just as Stephen Mostyn was beginning to
weave round In his mind pathetic, tender
| fancy, the small boy becoming more than uu.
| usually impOrtunale, his mother said, with no
| flicker of change in the expression of her face,
but with voice whose rough grating easily
| oyerpowered tile noise of the TAIN:
jest you stop a woTritin' Tommy, else I'll
| tell yer bloomin dad when we git 'ome-see if l
Stephen shut his eyes, and only opened them
| as the little family bundled out TWO stations
| further on.
| "The Monument ~ "Mark lane !" No fur
Their passengers invaded his carriage
~ cant stand d,, this any Longer and the con,
next station aud 70 back"
| "Aldgate J"
Out he jumped and crossed to the return plat.
| form, literally feeling bis way. The underground
| station at AIdgate is often quite dark IN the mid
| die OF summer. and on This day the fog was
dense. lie found his way 10 a seat and. $50
thick was the darkness) did not discover til he
had taken bis place at the end OF ii that there
| were two other people near him. One OF them,
man, was speaking in disagreeable querul-
Gus voice.
Pm sure It's not my fault II get nothing to
| do. | am always trying 10 find something"
" Yes; in other peoples pockets" answered
woman, voice. You want the wage, not the
work"
/ Good heavensl that is Mlllcenrs voice ex-
actly," thought Stephen; what an extraordinary
resemblance! !"
What becomes of money in your hands can't
"It Is Mlcenrs voice What In Gods name
is she doine?" and Stephen tried TO catch
| glimpse of the figure that was screened from him
BY the man between them, and still more SO by
What have you done with the money sent
Done with it +? Spent it, OF course. family
cannot live on nothing. 1t was not much for you
to give.you, who live IN luxury you, whose
My husband IS very far from rich; and II he
were so II would benefit you III no way. Every
iarthlug have given you for your wife my
own made by my own work. l, a woman, worked
10 helD woman, as would man, but not such
as you"
" Whatever you may have given you owed to
:" owed her?"
Yes; Tor taking from her what was hers by
right"
. Shall let this brute go on speaking to her"
said Stephen 10 himself, holding the edge OF the
seat tightly In each hand.
''And now that she is III and in want you in
your prosperity grudge little help 10 her and
her hungry children"
Il have lowered myself by listening TO you
thus far" said Millicent, 'n order to see il you
would not in lime say what expected Of you
what waited for. Now that you have done so
] Will answer Won fllly this once and sneak
with you again. L feel that you cannot nave
lived your lie without some ones having called
| you liar ana coward, or without your Knowing
that many had IA right to do so. Therefore / Will
not pause TO add my testimony TO theirs. When
husband 10 walt an answer lie was happily
away from home. To save time /, contrary to
my inclination opened your appeal 1t con-
tanned manly reference TO your wife, and my
husbands regard Tor her 10 past years and a
| ctlnging demand for money for her and your
children, II not for you, and II ended with Il sug
gestl0n as 10 the possible unpleasant cOnse-
Guences 10 his domestic happiness If tile subject
OF your letter became known to me. Every de-
tail OF the story. as far as il concerned himself,
my husband mad long since told me, and no mud
thrown by you could shake my trust.
fon lie when you say that l look from your
wiie what wa. hers by right My husband once
loved her with all his heart and soul. and she
made him suffer bitterly. But lie had loved her.
| as | say. and for his sake / consented ar the
miserable story should never reach mis- ears 10
give him further paD) to help the woman who
mad repaid his love with betrayal, his confidence
before lie gave 10 me what L took from no one
else. You lie again when you speak of her pres
cnt suffering and the wants OF her children
STENCIL" as the man attempted to speak. "Do
you think In dealing with one like you should
take no steps to verify your statements or
the Two children that lived with you and that
you call hers, one only was your wIfe's, and has
| been dead six months, you cur. And your
wfetched wife flung from her my husbands love
and trust, not for the love OF another man, but
for lie with you who dragged her to the mre In
which she died nearly a month ago! Nearly a
week since had proof Of all l am saying, and
my only reason for conserving to see you again,
as you asked was to tell you OF this. aud also 10
warn you That II you ever communicate with or
modest me or my husband In any way, have
means to make that your last public performance
or a considerable time."
As she said the last words Millicent rose. walk
Ing straight up TO and getting into the train that
had just run into the station. The man she had
been speaking with sat still while She moved
! away, but, as she opened the carriage door, he
started up with an oath, as II to follow her
Stephen MOstyn's umbrella becoming uufortu-
natey mingled with the swearei's legs lie was
| precipitated painfully on Is The platform as the