Frederick citizen., 1895-02-22
FOL. a..

Have you never SCI yOui 49,
srrows to the music of an Old tune!
Ire there no songs which nave mace
>&emselves part of your personal MS
&cry, OF course there are. You mug the
.p,embrance of melody that belongs
Al some particular incident or period OF
~our life. When you hear 1t. although
an are occupied with friends, or In
-oociety. dining at your club. perhaps
- assisting at one of my Lady Diana's
haste receptions, your mind is far
&way, busy with a pleasant or painful
memory Of which the people around
rou know nothing. Sometimes the very
lords Of the ballad fits your speciaI
nae. When you have had much sor-
xow your heart quickly responds TO
rlaintive lays and sad.
i And thereby hangs q tale.
My friendship with Tom Ernstone
Il of long standing. Some OF my ac-
nualntances have suggested that the
intimacy has not been to my advant-
1ee. He Is much older than I. His
&c Is more or less errat'c. He has a
titled income, which makes him In
dependent of the world. I have no
ettled income. have to work for my
ving: but I succeed in making a fair
hcome. and there an end. II 1t Is
ssoned somewhat by my devotion to
om that Is my business. He likes to
ID up o'nights. So do I. His career
las a mystery in 1t. Mine has not.
Perhaps that Is one of the links that
blnd us. He Is proud and I am not.
Perhaps this Is another.
When | say Colonel Ernstone Is
proud, speak of him as he is spoken
D. There is pride which Is laudable,
Inc there is something like it which
snobbism. My friend Tom was
! ticent and reserved. Some people
blink That is pride Perhaps 1t was In
TOMS case. perhaps not.
! have known shyness and modesty
histaken for pride. Tom Ernstone
generally regarded as proud man.
BE may have attired himself in a kind
moral armor in fear of attack. Or
is reserve, his patent leather boots.
lis closely buttoned frock coat, and his
omewhat stiff military manners may
lave betn mislnterpreted. He is proud
his country l know that, proud of
he army, proud of his daughter and
Yer beauty
There are friends Of his and mine,
no Tor long time thought the link
between him and me was Terese. She
Wonderfully pretty, but years
younger than l am. At the outset Of
MS narrative. I have more than once
peen entrusted with the care of her
lttle business in the way of shopping.
But Tom has always been at one end
pr the other Of our expedition. He
fither started with us or waited at
home 20 receive us. Not that he would
'not trust Terese with me under all cir
.eumstances, but he hated" as he con-
Pessed, Ito have her out of his sight"
Terese is twenty-sweet and twenty
can say and swear to it, She looks
|somewhat foreign, in keeping with her
pane. Her hair is black, her eyes
lovely contrast in blue: she is fair but
pale. She has the sweetest manner
imaginable. Her voice Is soft and
musical. There is a touch of pathos In
.tne expression Of her face which sug-
pests certain melancholy that shad-
ws Toms own features. Tom is a
eolonel on half pay. He lives in a quiet
Charmlng house on the borders of
Hampstead Heath.
we OTTER meet, Tom and !, at the
srthenon Club, where Sir Christopher
faailam passes q good deal OF his time.
hailam is young Yorkshire baronet,
Pich' popular, and of frank kindly dis
position. His family and Toms have
|tor generations had adjacent territor.
e. rights not only in the same county
'sut IN the same parish.
Tom knaw ua1ya % 41,o, orA Rro,~
|She earliest days Of the young fellows
|Doyhood, had always taken an interest
,n MN; was his proposer at the Club:
Ahd the cottage at Hampstead had
|seen him there at luncheon on most
|oundays for a year and upwards.
we had chat, Hallam and 1, one day
'nuout our host whom we both love.
~ was In reference to his strange mar.
Paige' and his daughters somewhat
tonely girlhood. The Colonel, 1t was
|said. had made an eccentric marriage
.oroad. His wife died almost immed-
sateiy after the birth Of Terese. Hal
'Am said nobody whom he had ever
met mad seen the mother of Terese.
hs iaet was topic of engrossing in
,rest In certain country circles of the
orth' He remembered when he was
euite lad how his father had horse
~mpped a neighbor for having public
y cast some aspersion upon Terese
tnrough a sighting remark about her
mother.
From this we fell into expressions of
umiration OF the girls beauty. her
lhdness. her grace and thoughtfulnese
the head OF her fathers little house
poid: and we said nothing of the VIC
ous gossip which both Of us had heard
rom time to time, in one instance go
ng so far as to imply that Terese was
10y the Coloners daughter at all.
happily this had not come to Ern-
ZONES ears. He had never once dream
mat In all of the wickedness of the
,cked world. there was anything 10
icked as the shadow of a suspicion
xprcssed or implied az to the relation.
'p between him and his accomplish
little housekeeper.
COLONEL Ernstone. although his gall
services In India, and other I'm
risi backgrounds Of Imperial Eng
nu' We're wsll-known and recognized.
~ one Of the social mysteries Of Lon-