Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-11-08
the best of his fellow-countrymen had


friendly circle, the land of the Magma
Charta of freedom, that first won it for
itself, that first gave it to the slave, that
taught the nations the law of liberty, the
law of progress, the law Of justice; the
land that first peopled her colonies with
her own children, that first explored the
seas and the wilds Of heathendom, that
first planted the roots of civilization in the
worlds remotest corners, that first gave
the savage the schooling of commerce. that
first gave him the standards of Christian
life, and the aspirations and possibilities of
a future of advancement, of happiness, and
even of greatness. Aye, and the land that
first sowed the fruitful seeds of moral and
material majesty in the soil of our own be-
loved country, our second England, our
Greater United Empire of the people.
The banner of st. George it was that
fioated over the pioneer bands led by Fro
bisher, Drake and Raleigh over the Episco-
paiian settlers in Virginia, over the Puri-
tans Of MASSACHUSETTS and the Quakers of
Pennsylvania 1t was the thrilling tradi-
lions of Old England that nerved her chill
dyen, our fathers. to catch them up and
carry them on with glory undiminished and
increasing. 1t was with an all-compelling
pride in the greatness of Great Britain
that the founders and upholders of these
mighty states unhesitatingly adopted the
language, the laws, the literature, the
ldlluS. tIlS CuSuOlHS, luc GKdultlOtS VI luGlT
old fatherland. We to-day, as a people,
still breathe the very air of England, in
spire her thoughts, possess her birthright,
share her aspirations. work out, with her,
her and our common problems, progress as
she progresses, suffer as she suffers, linked
together by nature in the march to our
common destiny-the destiny of the sure
supremacy of the English-speaking people.
Why do we senselessly blink our eyes to
these inspiring realitiesl Why sink our
nobler selves down to the plane of miser-
ably small professional StirrerS-up of fac
tional and geographical jealousies2 Are we
not strong men, strong enough in our ma
tive American strength, moral no less than
material, to stretch our patriotism wider
than parish politics? 'What is great in pa
triotism," said one who gloried in his own,
'comes not from the love of ones country
to the exclusion of others, but from the for
getfulneSs of ones own self in the possess
sion of larger idea of humanity" Mean
must be the soul of that man be he who, in
whatever cline his lot be cast, is capable Of
grudging the well-won tribute of pride and
affection for the motherland of his fathers.
Blarnaby and his wife resolved to live
their own ample life, rich with a ripe and
rare experience, apart from the jostling
footlight paraders, content in their own
sufficiency, saying little, thinking much,
amicably with all.
He thought it best to form q silent part
nership with a comparatively young man of
high standing who owned seat in the
Stock Exchange.
But why delay over crawling details2
Two more years had not passed. now five
in all since the string of disasters that had
driven HIM abroad, before Blarnaby's firm
had strobe right to the forefront of railroad
and mining tinanciers. His genius for
scheming, Terwilliger's practical explora-
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thing before them. They were both of an
age, and had tastes and aptitudes alike.
And the first million they made soon
courted and welded second million, and
between them they made a fine growing
family of millions that promised to occupy
all the spare mansions in Wall street and
build up big millionaire colony again in
that colonial squatting- ground.
In his second year Blarnaby paid every
cent of his wiped-out debts, with interest
to date. refusing the proffered banquet, and
even declining to accept the service of plate
which the grateful creditors urged him to
allow them to present.
81 am not in society,"" he quietly re-
marked, aand it would jar on my perfect
enjoyment of my own freside.''
He regretted that Fotheringham's I'M
doubted abilities had not been able to pre-
vent that gentlemau'S second bankruptcy
during his absence in England But our
hero did not conceal his disgust that the
creditors got little from their debtor but
the information that the $1,000, 600 they re-
ferred to, with suggestion that it rightly
belonged to them, had been unfortunately
settled on his wife that very day twelve
months.
Good Miss Bennison was the old friend
with whom relations were renewed on the
old terms. She always had had sincere
admiration for Blarnaby, and it had grown
a hundred fold when she learned how he
faced the world afresh and single-handed
had conquered adversely. They had many
a genial chat about old times, and the good
fortune of Genie, whom he was truly de-
lighted to know was so happy.
Do you fail to guess what her happiness
was? Know, then, that within very few
months of the marriage of Mrs. Shicksper
event took place in one of the favorite
churches in that quarter of wealthy London
known as Belgravia. 1t was double we'd
ding, which transformed Genie Dabchic of
New York into Lady PonsOnby Tyrwhitt of
Norman Castle, Sussex, and the Lady Els
peth Graeme, daughter of the Countess of
Ossulstone, of Catherwood Court, Cheshire,
into Mrs. Ettrick Shepherd Hogg of New
York and Newport, r. l. Much as she
wished to drop her mere courtesy title,
Mrs. Hogg found it hopeless to induce her
American friends to address her otherwise
than 'Your ladyship"
Lady Ossulstone's name was as if it had
never been, nor did Blarnaby go out of his
way to speak of MIR. Hogge.
The Tyrwhitts visited Miss Bennison
every year. The good lady greatly wished
to bring them to meet Blarnaby and resume
old pleasantnesses, but Blarnaby always
declined, sorrowfully enough, but firmly.
sI'm no longer desiring to be in society,""
"But come as friendS2 We care as little
for society with its big S as you do"
Nothing could move him. Besides, he
gave much time and thought to insure the
good bestowal of his large charities, a work
which lay near to his heart and his wife's.
He was getting oldish now, too, and pre-
ferred the company of his wife and hand
full of unpretentious old friends around his
cosy fireside.
One day in Madison square whom should |
Mr. and Mrs. Blarnaby meet but Sir John |
and Lady Tvrwhitt. They met half way
along one Of the narrow walks and there |
was no escape. The Tyrwhitts were de- |
lighted to catch their shy friends. Moth |
ing would do but Mr.. and Mrs. Blarnaby
should call upon them. Lady Tyrwhitt |
was so charmed to learn from Miss Benni- |
son what he had been able to do for her |
uncle Terwilliger, whose very existence |
she had never known hint all her life until |
auntie had told her last summer in England. |
Blarnaby was not so skilled now as of old, |
Dr. perhaps he no longer cared to hide his |
feelings.
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