Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-11-10

himself as his nephew, Alfred Stantield.
On the day that he sought to visit his
uncle. StanGcld was met by old Samuel,
the servant. with sad but firm an
nounccmcnt that Mr. Van Dorcn could
not be seen. Then the young man had
written his l;insman quite long letter
in which he told OF his orphanage. his
poverty and his desire to win some sort
of clcrlship here in New York.
The letter was not answered After
three weeks Of waiting Stanfield began
To grind his teeth with wrath at his
uncle's hcartless behavior and to say OF
That gentleman the very Littcrest things.
lie said these things Ia. =. person whom
he had not mentioned in his letter.
That person was his young wife. Mar
tina, whom he had married Just before
shaking the dust Of Charleston from his
feet. Their union had been IN elopcment.
and they were now living on some
what slender legacy which Martha had
inherited when child. Her father nn,!
several relatives were all furious at her
for having married Stanfeld. They
admitted that he was u gentleman. but
declared that his family was broken
down. and that daughter of the
naughty house Of Rollaston sh ould
never have chosen so Ineligible a
lord These Rallastons were then what
we call leading people in Charleston,
which ut that time was q town filled
with fashionable pretcnsion.
But Martha had made her choice, and
though she felt sure that IL would al
ways be snccringly regarded by her
kindred as an Impru,lencc alike desper-
ate and objectionable she soothed her
perturbed soul with thoughts Of how
she had won the husband of her maid
emily choice. Trouble now seemed low
ering in gloomicst threat over the for
tunes Of the young pair. Before long
Martha's legacy would be spent to its last
dollar. As it was she and Stanfcld were
living In rather inferior apartments on
Catharinc street What was to be done?
They had come from Charleston with
the hope Of ultimately and perhaps
promptly winning Van Dorcn over
hut here. us It were, the old fellow in.
visibly scoffed at them, fortressed in
such impregnable manner against their
approaches that he might Us we'll have
been the emperor Of China once and for
all
They told you he drove abroad in
his own carnage" said Martha, one
Il 4 tttCN
stop II and insist on speaking with
him"
Those words Of his wife, rs after
wards remembered by StanReld, were
fruught with queer prophetic humor.
For few days after the strange occar
sion came TO him Of indeed stopping"
Mr. Van Doren's carriage.
II all happened like q fash, rs such
things are so won't TO happen One
morning StanHeld was strolling on
broadway when he saw the clumsy
though somewhat nristocratic convey
ance of his uncle come trupncling along
past Rector street lie had no idea who
owned the vehicle with itseoekadcd driv-
or and two pondcrous roanA though be
had seen Il several times before during
previous strolls Already. however, he
had heard. rs we know, that his rob
uncle committed the monstrous New
York extravngance OF driving out 10
his own couch Then. again. the cynie
fidings had drifted 70 him that Mynd-
herst Van Doren would never have
dreamed Of setting mp for himself this
private equipage Il he had not become
a martyr 10 rheumatism. MOT gout.i
not bitsof IT. stunfeld's informant
had added; '.he's altogether TOO plain. .
liver for that u ~
And now. as the slow, massive ear
riaqe passed him. Stanfleld glanced With
In Il and discerned. though sonswhai
family. thin. hnrd-faced mnn leaning
nrninst It's back cushions just after
this glimpse Of his unlEnDwn unels -
been offered him he Starred - he -
ceived large dray. drawn b tWo ped-
dencd runaway horses. come dashipg up