The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1895-08-08
JUDGED UNHEARD.

One frosty night in October Dr. Dudley
Keith left his brougham on returning from
~ professional call and stepped into his
club at Piccadilly.
Tive men leaned against the writing ta-
slle by which he hurriedly sat down. The
yuunger--an embro NJ D.--owing much
of what success he had attained to DIR.
Keith, was laughing with his companion,
cho just then exclaimed:
"You're an awful sooundrel, Joycep'
"Oh, come, Mountfortl That's a big
word It's only joke, you know. have
not the least idea who she may be-"
"Show it TO Keith, and before Joyce
could remonstrate, Mountfort handing
photograph across the table, said
"Look at that, Keith. Perhaps you
Know the originnlP Joyce got it today in
answer to a matrimonial humbug. l tell
him he Is an awful cod.
In silence Dudley Keith devoured every
Hneament of the grave, sweet face of the
girl he had met and loved two months pre-
Vious, he the guest of Colonel Norton and
she the orphan companion of the colonels
nearest neighbor, Mrs. Annesley.
The girl from whom he had parted ono
month since under the mutual understand
fng that he would claim an answer to that,
as yet, informally spoken question, when
be returned, as he meant to do now In
few days time.
Rising to his feet he confronted the two
wondering men:
E'You are right" he said, between his
oeeth. "None but a cad would play such a
low, dishonorable game. Sit down." he
continued to young Joyce, pointing to the
writing materials Enclose and return this
ant once"
And awed by that tone of authority, the
shame stricken Joyce did his bidding.
And Dudley Keith drove home to his
handsome house in a whirl Of anger, scorn
and wounded love. He had thought her so
pune, so womanlyl But she was like all
the rest, ready to sell Observation-Disclosures in
a joke or earnest 1t mattered nothing.
Half an hour later he flung open his
desk and wrote letter to Colonel Norton,
aXcusing himself from accepting his prof
fered hospitality for the next week.
1t is Mrs. Arnold's "at home" FIVE years
later. Her gardens are gay with the bril-
liant colors of nature and of fashion. She
herself, the gayest of all, rests a moment
from her duties as hostess with her init.
mate friend, Harry Joyce, now a qualified
NJ d.
"I am surprised to see Keith here" he
WIS saying. ne Is SuCn n reClQSe ana q
vsritable misogynist as we'll"
Really Nevertheless 1 once knew him
20 pay very marked attention to the COM
Panion of an aunt of mine, but he failed
unaccountably to put in an appearance
when expected"
"You don't say so. should never have
suspected Keith guilty of Irritation. I
rccollect some years ago he gave me the
greatest taking down 1 ever had in my
Life in connection with an unknown lady"
And Harry Joyce related the episode Of
the photograph.
"What was it llke?" Mrs. Arnold gasped,
as she paled with fear before sudden
Shought.
"Oh, an awfully nice looking girl, in
white, holding violin. WhyP What's the
znatterP"
"Oh, what shall I doP' family articu-
Hated Mrs. Arnold. "It was sent it. /
never thought of harm"
And hastily she told how, to enliven the
dizziness of a country visit she had taken
from her aunts album the photograph Of
her companion and posted it in reply to
an advertisement.
Just in fun, you know. only wanted
10 see what answer would get, but none
came. The photograph was returned at
once, without even one line, as, of course,
you know. Oh, what can doP'
"It's awfully awkward" muttered
Harry Joyce, but of course you must give
"a square account of the thing; there's no
doubt of that"
"You mean-tell DR.. KeithS Obi
Must I2'
That's 1t, I'm afraid. You see, 1t looks
sAs If 1t had worked mischief OF course
Keith concluded the girl had sent it her
self, and the fellows awfully changed
since"
In a quiet glade, apart from her other
sg1Iests, Mrs. Arnold made her confession,
K1erved to the task by the keen sting of
sgenuine remorse
AT last he broke the silence.
''Beso kind as to give me Miss Warren's
oddress--you mentioned that you knew
St."
"Dr. Smiths private hospital, Harley
street. She Is lady superintendent there
She left my aunt, Mrs. Annesley four
years ago, faltered Mrs. Arnold.
In the lady superintendent's private
Eoom at the hospital, one hand resting on
Ehe table with unconscious force, DR.. Dud-
Rey Keith stands. He has desired the page
40 announce him only as "a gentleman
wishing to see Miss Warren"
With tremendous effort he held himself
rerfectly still as she quickly entered and
lifted her dark eyes inquiringly to his
A breathless silence. One low cry, then,
grasping the back Of chair, she stood as
Eigidly upright as hs. He drew back
step and extended his arms. IT will not
nsk you," in low husky tones he said, $50
much as to touch my hand in formal greet
1ng initial have spoken. 1t will be for you
then to pronounce my doom, but speak
will, and answer me you must"
And In short, deliberate sentences,
(which could not disguise the passionate
aloquence, he told his story. Then he
waited.
Only for one brief moment. Then, with
trembling steps, but the radiant light of
great gladness on her beautiful face, she
crossed the room and fell with a shudder-
xng sob on his breast felt his strong arms
close around her with the quick rapture
Df possession, heard his voice in broken
accents whisper In her ear;
"My darling, at lastW-Forget- Me-Not
An Aristocracy of Brains Plus Cash.
An oristocracy of brains--that is to say
an aristocraoy composed Of individuals
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