Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-09-09

lines ebowed her that there was somss
thing worse than a renewed demand far
money, and that disgrace, open disgrace.
would be the penalty II it were not
forthcoming.
With white lips and eyes afame with
indignation. she read on, each word
branding shame upon her heart and
brain. 1t ran
My Dearest and Best Slster-Do
you remember what you said 10 me on
the ocean. about helping ne out OF
scraps? Well, I'm in the worst one
you could imagine. and Margaret, you
must help me. or our good name will be
blacKened forever While half crazsd
with wine / took $500 from my room
mate, Simpsnn-you recollect hfm-and
dozen OF Gus went on ten days
spree. / didn't know what was
doing, sir, indeed, i didn't, and that cad
says he always despised orr pretenslons,
and will certainly give me over US
scoundrel unless every cent is refund
ed In 3 month.
II feel more for you and mamma thaa
myself
Yours, in everlasting regret.
BERT"
She sat like one to whom the death
sentence had just,been read-wide eyed,
dszed. Slowly the reality OF IL all It's
horrible truthfullness, left its outward
sign OF her inward conflict.
The letter fell from her trembling
fingers 10 the door, whers II lay VIII its
nippaut announcement OF q great q
haunting itself shamelessly, a
whose consequences were so ornr
thrust upon her.
She drew back the folds OF her loo
clinging gown from contact with th'
miserable sheet, and pushing II from
her with ths toe OF her slim, arched
slipper, stood looking down on 1t with
no trace OF pity about her eyes or
mouth; only scorn unptterable.
There is mere 'geStlemanly pee
cadillo' | suppose" she ~ In harsh,
unnatural voice. "A CopleyCa CoplsyIi
Oh, my father, that chilN2f yours
should have done this thing RAd sne
threw herself PROSTATE hef 80
Copley's unrespoDslve efiigyN
me TO keep disgrace from youV
name. AT any cost 10 nc.
lAlutT, IL cuAll W htRb uhNhiiANNs
She lay there I'LL the great cathe
clock struck one, trying 10 make 4
out OF this terrible difiiculty,yet tndinR~
none. Sse knew that their quarterly
income was not due for weeks, aud be-
sides she had breathed a vow TO her
father. whose spirit she felt to be real
presence, that her sweet timld mother
and Ethel should be spared all knowl-
edge OF Bert's sin II she alone could
prevent It's exposure.
Suddenly, ike an inspiration, the
thought OF what her sister had SAID
about the notice In tho Baltimore paper
when she had been 50 wrapped In loves
young dream that she scarcely needed
her, took her night candle and cautious
made her way down stairs. There lay
the paper. All was still, the quiet
sleepers unconscious OF the tragedy
being enacted under the same roof that
sheltered them.
Back 10 her room once more, she
sought the paragraph with feverlsn
easerness TIL at last 10 cangtt her eye.
A long account OF tho Maryland HIS
tOrlcal Society wound up by SAYING
And those cid records, dating from
about 1885 10 1900, have never been
ioand. Among them Is supposed 10 be
a list OF those who emiRrsted 70 the
province 40 the time, aud for the SAKE
of important work to be com Detod tho
society offers 81 900 FOR such informa-
ton from an authoritative source
THE brass UvH-rrr-r-~~-e~-
really. y
From the secret drawer Of an antique
escritoire, In the corner OF the room,
she took a tiny key. with q biz OF black
ribbon tied 20 Il, aud hastily fitted II
into the curious lock which she bad
studied and wondered about from tod
ding infancy. In all her imaginings
she had never dreamed that, Ike Pam
dora's box, lt heid her own wok
There were dozens of pafthments,
some OF which dated back 10 Claiborne's
time. and thors, tied together with per-
sonal letters Of Sir Lionel COpIoy. WAS
the long missing list
The old fascination came over Ter Ia
full force. She set books, paper weights,
ANYTHING, on the curling parchment,
1atteniug IL out on the table before her,
There were many familiar names, those
Of her life long friends. aud many OF
whom she had never heard. Low down
tho list her eye fell upon the words
pale. Itim, tut lcglble:-"PauI har-
conrt-valet.
Minutes tucked OF Into sbours, and
she still sat gazing, till all the page
seemed covered with ''yalet, valet, and
presently the obi Gus word began 10
move upon the tine worn document
IL had legs. armS-a periwigl
IL was bowling seryllely. Now 10 10
brushing pair Of top boots. and-ab,
IL is bringing towels aud tho Datbl
All the cavalier blood In her yeins
seemed breathing. beating ia an angry
surge against her throbblng temples,
and misery. tho like OF which she had
not thought II possible for mortal 10
suffer. laid hold upon her soul. The
shame OF Bert's conduct was nothing 10
this shame-nOthing.
"Oh. heayenl" she groaned 10 agony
OF spirit. making a groplng effort 70
find the window; 81 am going mad"
She got the sash up and let the damp,
refreshing air blow In from the dark,
echoiDg square.
This trouble OF Berrs has been TOO
much for me. II IL only ny cfazed
fancy. That IL not there az all"
Still moving unstea1ily, soc opened
cabinet near by and took out finely
finished photograph.
NO. no, she said sternly; that pa
triclan nose. that sensitive mouth DID not
come OF Wallets stock But why am
irving 10 conylnce myself? Don't know