Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1891-05-17

bhe gathered her sewing up with "a decided
shake of the head. No, no. she said, q
know Of no woman living ia these parts
that answers TO that picture But | was
certain that something lay beneath her EN-
phatic deuiai, for | heard her Whispering
TO her husband that night when paused
in the hallway to remove my overcuat.
God help u.s. said the old man in horri.
fled tones, Sure ~ you are born Hester,
he's seen Lady Whittakcrp They were
naturally "A silent old pair, but that night
they did not address "A single remark 10 me
beyond the necessary questions OF tca
or milk, biscuits or cold bread, bat sat
and eyed me furtively rs one who had cx.
perienced strange things
THE next day and the next | fingered
about the little town, awaiting the coming
OF the lady who had so wrought upon the
that dreamed Of her all night and, wax
ing, had thoughts Of nothing but Of her.
Passing me on the street she never once
turned her face or eyes toward me, but on
following her ] was rewarded once, as She
paused at the little white gate, by one
swift, dcmurt glance from her glorious
eyes and smsc roguish and inviting,
while yet touched with a melancholy and
defiant scorn. ! rushed forward but she
had entered and was gone, and though
hung about the place till dark / saw no
more Of her. Jim, don't think me a fool
but tell you | loved that woman. Yes
and somehow believe at times love her
yet, or at any rate she closed my heart
against all other women for have found
none that warmed my heart ~ she did
with that one bright, sudden smile
THAT there was some mystery surround.
ing her could not doubt, for question ~
| might and whom / would could learn
nothing Of her. Most Of thoge Of whom |
made inquiry declared there was no such
person living IL the neighborhood, but
several Of the older inhabitants responded
only 10 my question with shake Of the
head and "A meaning look, which cxaspcr-
ated me beyond measure. What do you
mean by that" / asked old Paxton one
afternoon as | joined him on the road to
town. The old fellow shook his head again.
but possibly feeling frceF with his sharp
eyed wife awuy took his pipe from be
tween his lips and said: Did you never hear
Of the ghost woman Of Wye, siry That's
she you're talking Of, and If you'll take au
old mans counsel you'll have no more 10
say Of her. f. fares il with them that
wicked Lady Whitaker smiles upon, no
all the people about will tell you. Ask
some one to tell you Of young Ovid Ar
mold.
""Tcll me yourself urged
Ono, indeed, / won't. Tve said morc'n
enough Of her ~ it's Icaving him, I
went direct % Josiah Durham, who had
been absent for some days Before we be-
gin 10 talk business I said. tell me who
and what Is infy Whitaker The old
mans shrcwl gray eyes looked back Mt me
from beneath his bushy brows like two
points Of fire That's "A hard question, sir.
20 answer, but can speak for myself and
say, don't know There's many another
who has tried 10 find out besides you, Mr.
Bremen, and 10 my knowledge none ~
them ever did Some Of the people about.
the wise young ones, will tell you the
whole things nonsense; some others will
declare she's q wicked spirit doomed 10
haunt the scene Of her evil earthly life,
while and such as have seen her will say
frankly that she Is mystery not 10 be
solved
"'Tcll me the whole story, I urged
"That, sir, you'll find IN this book
lie rose aud handed me an ancient leather
bound book flied with yellow. time stained
A'HF'H ''Hf'l'Nl WIN 'lIIfl fl'l "Ilililk. IlH
Il the diary 81 my great grandfather. John
ntban Durham, who was minister here ia
100 ! glanced at the book hc offered me
and then no. him when hc laughed iuyol
Excuse me, Mr. Brcnncr. hr
said, but your look of amuzrmcut and .u.
-redulity made me forget my manners.
am going 10 leave You now FOR little
while, II you do not mind, and you uay
III. T.. l.. "a d q
In 1906 Of the fair lady 90 whom you seem
10 have lost your heart
Impossible" ! exclaimed, vcxcd a. the
{arrulous old fellow, whom ] supposed %
b. making fun of me
"'Well, read, read, and satisfy yourzeI
You won't believe the story at first did
not, but it's true for all that When saw
4es first 'yas even Younger man than
1ou, and was mad, mad about her How
.ycr that passed after ! read that old Jour
raj, and have seen nothing Of my lady
or nearly sixty years
AS soon us he was gone / opened the
quaint old diary with an eaRerness / was a
title ashamed Of, and az 10 fell easily apart
u a certain page ! read the tOpmost line.
! have been 20. day 10 visit my Lady Whit.
aker' Well Of course can't give the Rev.
'iAAhAifAiA NFPlfANf Jul AIlF lAfJI EAllfifNl.
vas this: in 1905, gentleman calling him.
elf Lord Whitaker, and his wife Lady.
Judith, hal come 90 make their home iH|
he colonial village Of Wye From what
he minister said there must have been
much speculation among the townspeopie'
y 10 the reasons 80 young and fashionable.
pair could have had for leaving England
Or quiet American village but what
hey were never seems 10 have trauspired
hdy Judith the Rev. Jonathan described
= a beautiful woman, saucy aud witty and
eckless IN speech and manner, ~ much so
indeed ~ 10 De scandal ~ the quiet
community, which shre'ydly
oniectured that IL Wa because u her Lord
Whitaker had forsaken home and friends
VI obscurity.
AFTER while even graycr disapproba- ,
on u her began to be felt. and finally the
tile town rang with a story Of how young
iaurice Langley WA fairly mad about the
eautiful Stranger, whose smiles upon him
'cre 20 warm ~ 10 seem 10 utterly crush
er husband, who went about the place
'ith a couptenance no 'grcwsDrne and woe.
VI as 10 touch the very heart the minis
r said. AZ last the end came, and the ,
iost dreadful tragedy the lnw-abidiug.
jwn had ever known thrilled IL with hor ,