The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1896-05-12

A Deep Plot.

Deep Plot
Stanley Claremont, to forward an
especial purpose which he had in view,
Insinuated to his uncle pretended be-
lief that their guest was not deriving
any very great amount of qualification
from his present residence at the man
sion. "
Into very frequent fits of abstraction
had Sydney fallen since he had been
Sir Loghlen's guest, the cause of which
will be readily surmised by the reader;
and his guests great absence Of mind
had been more than once observed by
the baronet.
And 50 Sir Loghlen was very easily
brought to believe that time was now
In reality passing rather slowly and
drearily with Sydney Drummond.
And what could be done for his
young guests enlivenment.
Stanley was ready with his answer
90 that question.
A few young friends Of his own, he
suggested, had better be invited; and
n his advice were adopted he could
safely promise that Mr.. Drummond
would soon be cured of the ennui with
which he was now so evidently troub-
led.
Sir Loghlen had conceived a partic-
ular liking for his present guest, and
so readily consented to that which
would make the young mans time pass
more pleasantly while beneath his en-
&ertainer'S roof.
Stanley then, lost not moment in
sending out invitations to five or SIX
of the most reckless young men of all
his acquaintance; and by the follow
ing morning all whom he had invited
had arrived.
And Stanley took good care that
neither his uncle's guest nor his niece
should again approach Sir Ioghlen un-'
til all the invitations were fairly on
their way and entirely beyond recall.
And recalled, If that had been posi-
BILE. they certainly would have been
when the lovers-we now may safely
term them so-had been told by the
baronet of that which his nephew had
said. and of that which, under permits
sion, he had done.
Frances was furious against her
cousin for what she justly termed his
willy, underhand conduct: and Sydney
protested with a sincerity which the
baronet could not doubt, that in all his
life before he had never known such
perfectly happy moments IS had been
many of those which he had already
eniOyed as Sir I4oghlen'S guest.
And as so he said, Sydney, perhaps
unconsciously to himself, glanced to-
ward Frances, whose eyes sank be-
meath the gaze, and whose face was
once more suffused with a rosy blush,
But the mischief had been done, the
friends whom Stanley had invited had
arrived. and few and far between be-
came the opportunities for those con-
yersationS, in which indeed but little
had been said and for those rambles
together which-forgetting for the
time. how impossible, In the future,
appeared the realization of the dream
In which they were INDUCING made
this greatly abused world to them a
paradise.
Boisterous, ''faSt" young men were
these friends of Stanley's, who de-
etroyed all peace and comfort within
the house; and as deeply as the lovers,
though from far different causes, did
the baronet deteSt their presence In
his mansion.
In the dusk of evening, four days be-
fore that one on which the baronet had
fixed for his departure toward London
with Sydney, and his nepheU, ana
niece, Stanley Claremont and Abra-
nam Mailer were together. and in earn
est and almost whispered converse
Gion, in thick plantation which be-
Ionged to Sir Loghlen O'Meara and
which was but few hundred yards
from his mansion.
The peddler was now we'll mut11ed
.uD and without his pack.
He had followed the instructions
which he had received from Stanley,
and had taken good care not to be seen
In neighborhood which it was gen
orally believed he had quilted several
days before.
After many words had been ex-
changed between these two men-sc
different In station, but so perfectly
seuual In Eascality-the peddler, doubt
ingly shaking his head, srumbled forth,
"Um! 1t will be very hard job!'
"Not to man of your genius, Abra
nam" fiatteringly said Stanley. And
continued: do but succeed in it, my
rood fellow, and then I shall be the
6rst to say to my uncle, Behold in
sydney Drummond the man whom you
were seekingr
whatever might be the secret which
emitted the baronet to Sydney Drum