Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1894-10-05


murmur something not very compli-
mentary about people who went about
with trunks as big as 'aystacks, and
who expected to find Carriages and
'osses awaiting for 'em everywhere to
drag 'em up the Ills" Men were glad
to be hidden to Harley; they found
they could kill time and pheasant more
pleasantly there than at other places;
and besides well stocked coverts there
was peculiarly attractive stretch OF
lowland, through which small river
ran. which produced great variety of
feathered fowl, and which enabled
man keen about sport to get away oc-
casionally from the everlasting bang,
bang and barn door fowl business.
Among the latest arrivals were two
young men who were as unlike each
other in every respect as two youn e
men could be- Gilbert Hurst was a
barrister, whose father owned a GER
tain number of acres of land in the
country, and who found like many
other fathers of the present day that
farming your own land and feeding,
clothing and educating family were
pursuits that led to small balance
at your bankers and many sleep
less nights Gilbert was doing
fairly well at the bar, and was a
steady, right-minded, level-headed
young man, with pair of broad Shout
ders and pair of honest gray eyes
that told the story of frank and hon
est nature. John Beasley, his compan-
ion, on arriving, was tall, fair, narrow
shouldered, well groomed and very
rich. His father had made large for
tune out of small beer and was there
fore ripe for the peerage. Mothers
smiled on John Beasley, but John
Beasley smiled mostly when he had
the chance) on a certain enterprising
widow at South Kensington. who gave
charming little dinner parties in a
house so draped with art silks that it
was called Liberty Hail." the only
object in the house that was not over
draped being the widow herself
Beasley senior had heard something
about this lady and had lectured his
son, and advised him to marry as soon
as possible, and if possible to marry
money"
AS Gilbert entered the drawing room
his heart gave mighty leap when he
saw that Dorothy Lane, whom he had
been for two years desperately in love
with, was helping Lady Harley with
the distribution of teacups. He had
met Dorothy often in London, and to
make her his wife was the cherished
dream of his life; but he feared she
would think he cared for the thousand
ayear which she was supposed to pos
CESS. that he was not well off enough
to marry and, more than all, he feared
she did not care for him.
John saw her, too His heart gave
no leap-it was not of the leaping
seen her to such advantage as now, as
she stood in the soft light of the shaded
lamps, her dark red dress edged with
sable at the throat and wrists, fitting
her to perfection, and showing every
curve of her graceful figure John
remembered his fathers advice and,
like dutiful son, promptly rushed
into conversation with Miss Green,
who was among the guests assembled,
and who was favored by fortune to
the extent of five thousand year,
and who thought John one of the
most charming men of her acquain-
lance.
He was not pleased later in the even
ing to find himself next Dorothy at
dinner, while opposite him sat Gilbert
Hurst, who already seemed on the
very best of terms with his neighbor,