Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1895-06-11

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may be observed that when truth stalks
with capital. some meanness turks be-
hind e.
IL never took Burton l.. Satterlee long
TO decide. and then he acted instantly.
Who was this William Haynor, who had
80 unexpectedly acquired fortune and
fame? The stylus" in It's i1udatory
biography. stated that he was a young
man, as modest as he was talented, who
shrank from all notice. especially rs he
was engaged on another child OF his ge-
MUS. Burton laughed aIoud-whlch was
the only way he could laugh. That was
too homogeneous: as II any author, how
ever young and modest, when about TO
publish, shrank from noticel SO he In
CURED and followed and, having a keen
ans curious scent. else hts present en-
ployment would have been brief he found
William Haynor didatic teacher and
moralist. one afternoon, sitting disconso-
late In billiard saloon, as they sit and
watch whom the lord OF the vineyard
has neglected.
Satterlee made a terse statement In
connection with a display OF his Official
badge. rs there anything in it?" faltered
the perturbed author. Yes. Burton as
sured him there was considerable In II,
just as there were two ways OF looking
at II. For one thing. The Antaeos was
liberal. most liberal, with those who fur
nished confidential. reliable information;
but. for another, 1t pursued and punished
| ruthlessly cbicanery that dared confront
II. Besides" he concluded, adroitly,
you don't seem TO have benefited much
by this scheme; q man Of your appear
ance would be putting on more side /
should think. with a thousand cold PUNK
ers in his clothes"
Then Indignation overcame discretion,
and in a stormburst OF vtuperatIon Hay
nor forgot himself so much as TO tell the
truth He'd be all manner OF acute con-
formations II he would stand II. TO be so
| done up by that little monkey-to give
| him such larry, and then light out win
| the scadsl He'd be the non.electest OF the
non-elect II he'd put up with ~
That little monkey" asked Burton;
what little monkey?'
why. Harry Ascomb. of course"
80. he's the writer
Write nothing. His sister, Miss Brenda
| liscomb wrote every word OF 1t. She's
an author, and so jolly soft she'd give
| him anything"
mot so jolly soft after all. She's an
author. hey? a professional? And the
| competition is limited TO amateurs only:
] think | comprehend the little scheme.
And then there was transfer between
accuser and accused which proved that
austere. and Haynor Joined the game
which he had watched so longingly with
all the 'side" OF wel-fortifed clothes.
Now for the chief consDlrator." said
| the indefatigable Satterlee. He knew his
| town well, TO use detestable current
phrase which he was apt to employ win
| clownish complacency: little doubt but he
| would discover the retreat where she was
| boarding her ill-gotten gains. u,
| Brenda sat at her desk, more paiIid'
more fragile. more pathetic In her SELF
III
| a strange, unnatural energy derived from
| the anguish OF her mind. Almost auto
| matically she wrote column AFTER coluiih
| of that merchantabe ware which she
| termed twaddle; for should her pen IN
| terpret the straining OF her thoughts, II
| would indite Harry, Harry, only ana con-
| tinually Harry.
| more precious for the responsibilities ne
| imposed? All, pleasant RESPONSIVENESS,
would that she could fulfill them! why
| didn't he return. when he knew so wen
| that she wouldn't reprove? And, INDEED,
! what cause was there for reproach? He
| was no different in faults from other
| bOys-a little impulsive and needless, that
| was ALL but in virtues far superior 70
them also winning; SO 1oliy, , 80 AND no
| take what she was earning ana was 50
| willing to give? .
| A meagre maid of all work. faithful
| in her service through regard ana
|
| ceive her. here interrupted the race pc
| tween Rrenda's fingers and emotions by
| bringing a card with the message OF
most important business y.ond. road
| with a feeling of repugnance. "B. L.
| S." she repeated. instinclvely. naming
| over the initials. and in flash the cause
| OF this repugnance was comprehehue.e .:
| How foolish, how excitable she was TO
| identify this stranger with the reader
| who had ridculed her story Ana yet
| who was he? And what could ms I'M
| portant business be? was Harry Ill trou-
| bae? Oh. she was so frightened!
| 1t CHANGED that the closet-door was
| open, and Brenda. as she thought OF her
| hapless moral tale. raised her eyes 70
| the shelf where IT had been lald IN burial;
| The package was not there; some one had
| taken IT, Brenda sprang TO her rect, gahp-
| ing and trembling. and so she stood,
| with hand pressed against her side, when
| Satterlee entered.
Two persons, especially OF opposite sex.
when meeting thus for the first time In
| the quiet Of small room, unoccupled save
superior in celebrity and vigor to reason as
the drawing OF the sun is TO that of the
| pencil. Brenda was particularly sensitive
to force. This great. heavy, slow moVlng,
| hard-breathing man appalled, her He
seemed 60 fill the space. and 10 crush her
against the wall. Tighter to her side ala
| she press her hand. for she could scarcely
| breathe.
Satterlee. on his part, instantly felt that
| mingling of delight and compassion which
| a rare, pale flower Will produce. Sucn
sweet. delicate girl, so neat, SO spotless' SO
| ethereal could II he that such as he
| should pass Judgment on such as sheY An,
| the pity OF II; yet duty wouldn't be duty
were 1t not hard.
pray be seated, Miss Liscomb' ne pc
| gan. setting the example. Il am a repre-
| sentative of the Daily Antaeos, and l
] have called to see II you wish to make
| any explanation Of the deception pracuced
petition for It's prize for the best moral
The Antaeos! The Stylus In the mat
ter Of the comE1ition. What a long-inn,
| volved, portentorB sentence! on, what ala
| this dreadful man mean,
! II don't understand faltered poor
! Brenda. 81,
| fleming under opposition. 81 recognized the
| successful tale. An Uneyentful Lire at
| once as one had rejected under the title;
| THE Markhams ana the Maidments And
| | recognized, too. the necessary Ior une
| ton of the competition. But II won't 90,
| Miss Iiscomb: really il won't do. The
Antaeos, as the conserXat oror OF P eb1se
wherever it dare. raise its head. what
| have you to say for yoursef?'
| Harsh words, uttered In a stern. meas
ured voice and yet already IN Burton
| there was interest toward his victim.
| Even the most faithful emissary Of the
| most infallible organ must have felt some
| compunction over that quivering. shrink
| ing form with handkerchief pressed closely
| 10 her lips For Brenda comprehended.
| Harry had seen the notice and had taken
| the manuscript poor boy; had gained me
! prize and was away somewhere spending
| il. on. what should she do 10 shield him?
| He had meant no harm.
| "Oh is there nothing l can do 10 avoid
exposure?" she cried: o., 49,.
| ION second thoughts" said Burton.
oraculsrly flushing with triumph, III you
| will refund the money, In consideration OF
! your youth. | think the ends OF Justice VIII
| be suhserved by a single notice IN the
| Antaeos setting forth the facts ana their
| remedy. without mentioning names.
"Oh, will, WILL | will work night ana
| day III youll only give me time.
| f'Whv surely, Miss Lscomb, you can
| not have made away with such sum IN
| SO brief a period. But what is the mat
| ter? You are III? Let me so for assist
ance" and Burton sprang 10 ms rect IN
| alarm, for across the sheen OF That hano-
| kerchief a vivid red was spreading.
| "Only 20" pleaded muffied voice:
| Cant YOU see how you horrify me?' And
| Burton crept down the stairs ana SUNK
| through the streets like one who has sur
| fered an irremediable defeat.
| Day after day he returned 10 the mousse
| besieglng the meagre maid with inquiries,
| vet PAVING royalty for his stress, Tier
| mistress was very bad, she reported; Just