The morning call., 1894-12-30

! tinguished gentleman as Lord Mervyn
l am ONLY too proud OF the honor"
John Hughes-or Jack, as he was more
generally known-was a much over
worked ART critic on the Daily Telegram
a young fellow, brought up In luxury, his
lot in life had been an easy and contented
one till there came change which affect
ed his whole future career. While In his
senior year at college he was called home
by the death of his father. and found,
, somewhat to his surprise, no legacy ex-
cept an unsullied reputation and a good
many debts. Through the influence of an
uncle he secured position on the Tele-
gram, and set about manfully to work to
meet his obligations and to support his
mother. He was rapidly advanced, for he
liked his work and toiled faithfully at il,
and vas now on the editorial staff of the
great newspaper.
As he entered his room and proceeded to
dvest himself of his wraps lie thrust his
foot against an object lying half concealed
on the edge of the bureau. Picking il up
he examined it curiously.
1t was the photograph of young woman,
clad becomingiy in furs. A pair of smiling
eyes looked out at him from under the
shadow of dainty cap. Who On earth
could 1t be2 Jack scratched his head in
perplexity. Then. turning IL over, he saw
on the back: ITO Charles Mervyn, in
loving remembrance of 81. P"
"Charles Mervyn." That must be the
young sprig to whom Osgood had given the
her picture TO a man like that? And then
there was that ''in loving remembrance"
too. Well, he certainly didn't care about
it, only
Next morning as Jack entered the press
room of the Telegram, he met the theatre
cal reporter pacing impatlently up and
down.
81 want you to do me favor, jack" he
said. GRANDMOTHER dead - apoplexy;
want to catch the O'Clock train for Liver
pool. VIII you write up 'Rosallnd' to-
night? It's at the Star"
Jack said at first he couldn't do 1t, but
in his good nature finally consented. At
O'Clock 10 the evening he started for the
theater. Just as he was passing into the
house he felt q tremendous slap on the
shoulder, and next moment some one had
grasped both his hands and was SHAKING
them violently.
Jack looked up and saw little man of
sandy complexion, whose blue eyes were
gazing into his with all the joy of recog-
milton.
Jack. old man. you haven't forgotten
me, have your"
Forgotten you, my boy? Well, l hope
not. Thought you were abroad"
II was. Got tired of wandering about,
and looked around for something to do.
LUX ucicg WHos w yOu tliDh VI tnlSf
He handed Jack card, upon which wa
engraved: ERNEST Rulhen. manager Of
Harriet Parkhurst Company"
Jack laughed.
$50 this is the end of your studying in
Berlin, is lt?"
Never studied much. Couldn't get the
hang OF the German language, some
how"
They entered the cafe aud seated them
selves at n side table
What are you going to do now. Jack ?"
asked Ru:hen.
ION the Telegram staff; came to write
up 'Rosalind.' How much of notice do
you want-will two columns do?'
Certainly"
1.-Two columns in the telegram That
means success. Now, Jack, you will get
your reward Immediately. Come and see
Miss Parkhurst act. Shall we lock ION
from the stage or the house?''
"rhe stage, by all means"
They turned down by the side of the
theater and passed in narrow little door.
which dirty sign announced 20 be the
stage entrance. A few steps furtbe down
a passage and they stood upon the stage.
The curtain was down. Everywhere there
was confusion. Workmen were Fastening
to and fro. carrying furniture and shifting
huge pieces OF canvas. A file of soldiers
were rehearsing their drill noiseIessly with
their captain. The stage manager, In his
shirt slaves. was giving orders to all
cool, collected. undismayed by the chaos
Of scattered articles by which he was sur
rounded.
Ruthen made his way skillfully be-
tween the scenes and Jack followed him
more slowly.
Miss ParkhErst, let me make Won ac-
quainted with my friend, Mr.. Hughes"
AS Ruthen spoke Jack raised his eyes
and found young lady. Yes, there was
nc. possibility of mistake; she was the
original OF his photograph. There were
the soft furs nesting close to the slender