The Forrest City times., 1890-10-18
WAVERLAND.
A r.,. ef Our Coming I.asdloras.
aY SARAH MABrE BRIGHAM.
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When reached my room could not sleep The timbers of the stable werc yet burning, and cast . weird light into my window. fancied could see the black. ened forms of all the horses and cattle on the place, as they probably lay roasting in their stalls Then remembered by whose nid we had been saved from a terrible ,,psth. So complete had been the arrange mrnts of the mob, that not door or win dow had been left unguarded. The order was given to fire on any one who should attempt to escape. That was the reason of the shot that came whisxing past my head hs opened the window.
 Almost unconsciously to myself, Miss Everett had become very dear to me. Her quiet ways and pleasant face had not only brought sunshine into the house, but into my heart as well. felt glad that to her we were indebted. But what would be the result of this nights worki was an oft returning thought. Would Lord Waver. land listen to reason and humble himself enough to make terms with his outraged tenants' or would his proud heart bring further calamities on his family'
 With the first sign of day went out to look at the ruins the fire had made. Tbe long line of stables was now shoulder ing pile. But was gladly surprised to sec the horses coming one after another for their morning feed. found that every living thing had been removed before the fire was kindled. So, 1 thought, they show more kindness to the beasts than to man. But do not believe that they would have burned the house. They only thought
 to frightcn Lord Waverland into comply t--~. fkat~ l.
 fast bell sounded I went to the dining room, but it was empty. I thought Lord
 waverland and his friends were making up for their lost sleep. When an hour passed and no one appeared, a search was instituted. It was soon discovered that they all had left in the night. A maid from Lord Waverland's room brought me | . note, saying:
 'I found this under Lord waverland's s pillow"
 opened the note and read;
 Lloyd, you may deal with the brutal tenants as you thiak best. l shall never
 set foot in this house again if l escape alive. shall retarn to puris. where life 1 is more agreeable e,-where can live with. | ont the fear of being mobbed or burned alive. SIR EDWARD WAvEsLAND This, then, was the way he chose to pro l tect himself, When the tenants began to | gather, calling for Lord Waverland. and I found tha, he had left, they were very an- gry One man who seemed to be their 1 lender said
 l 'rrhat is just the way with the English | from the highest down you cannot trus, I their promises
 ''I will listen to your requests" said, | as they began to murniur their complaints. "Youl what right have you 10 arrange I thingss When my lord returns he will blame us for making terms with you, .
 said the leader
 When he said .nat took the note had l received from tny pocket book, saying "Hcre is my authority" and read it tc l them. That was sufficient evidence and 1 they were willing to make new contracts
 with me.
 "Now, what are your grievances ] i asked.
 "We want our rent lowered to the Grif 1 filth valuatiou" tthat being the rate the
 Land League had adopted, said the
 speaker.
 1 Well. if you will come with me I will do the best can for you.'' I said. leading
 the way to the library. where had mar | of the estate and book containing the 1 rent roll and the accounts Of the tenants. ! The first thing did was to lower the rent
 to the Griffith valuation and then from thc rent roll l made settlement with each tenant to the new rate. Then as fast as l possible reinsta.@d those who had been
 eyicted, or provided for them in some
 other way. From thn, time l began in earnest to work for the welfare of my pco 1 pie and to save 'siny inheritance" 1 On going to the arawing-room fe morn. i ing found Miss Everett there, .tatehsns
 the sunrise on tAe lake and among the 1 grand old mountains
 Well, little girl said, as I came tc her you seem charmed"
 l "Yes, Sir Loyd. this Is charming view. have watched the sunrise from hero fer
 the last six months and every morning il
 presents different picture. Just now, see
 the grand old mountains are shaded by n
 feecy cloud. But look, there comes a
 streak of sunligh, like a rainbow on It's brow. And there in the distance is the o'Sullivan cascade We can see Its dane. ing waters like silver thread sparkling in
 the sunlight, but We cannot hear it's deaf ening rnar as it rushcs from cray to crag 1 in reckless hastcl'