The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1897-03-06
THE Wears DAUGHTER.

The flCAR y DAuUHIER
Cyril Hardinge entered his West End
chambers about one n. IN. ina very self
satisfied frame Of mind. Previous to
that evening fortune had treated him
in none too generous fashion, but now
the tickle goddess, seemingly repentant,
had made amends by placing fame and
fortune well within his grasp. His
three-act up-to-date society play had
been received by London audience
in style never anticipated by the au-
thor, and when, in response to the re-
peated calla of the, enthusiastic theater-
goers, he stepped before the curtain and
bowed his acknowledgements, he felt
that the hour of triumph had arrived.
All rccollections Of his previous fail
ures faded from his memory, and his
life seemed to date only from that mo-
ment. Being possessed of moderate
income, he had never felp the, pinch of
being hard up, and had met his numer-
GUS reverses with commendable forti-
tude. But now all the, world was at
his feet; his name was made, his flu
ture productions would be eager
~ sought after, and, consequently, the
glow of pride which suffused his whole
frame was pardonable. After the play,
he had received the congratulations of
a number of men whose names were
foremost in the literary world; men
not actuated by any feelings Of petty
jealousy, but men who resolutely en-
couraged any promising aspirant TO inn
mortal fame.
On entering his room he turned up
the lights, and not feeling any inclina-
ton TO retire, he casually took down
a lurge tobacco jar from the mantel-
piece and proceeded TO load an old
brier. Throwing himself into nm easy
chair, he lit his pipe, and, with extend
ed limbs, pulled clouds Of pale blue
smoke toward the ceiling. lie was a
young fellow of about 30, and not af-
fecting the mannerism OF others OF
his cult, wore dark beard trimmed in
the style immortalzed by the genius
of Van Dyke, u fact which made him
look considerably older than he really
was.
A mass OF thick black hair accentu-
ated the pallor of his clearly-cut face
face cold, reserved and dignified, and
one which revealed to the close OBJ
server much OF its posscssor's life story
1t showed that it's owner had seen times
OF trouble, times when the very heart
seemed 10 he knocked out of the man
times when his only companion was
ha chn of
mouth revealed the man who by sheer
force OF character had risen superior
TO the trials, which fate had imposed
upon him.
As he sat there, consoled by the
soothing charms OF the goddess Nico
TINA, his thoughts were OF a decidedly
pleasant nature. He had achieved sue
ccss-achieved IL when young.
And yet, look of intense and pas
sionate longing occasionally crcp
across his face. Did past memorie.
trouble him, or did he yainly endeavol
TO look into the dim future? He sa
and smoked for some time, and then hi
eye rested on. the table by his side
on which lay an envelope addressed (,
him. lie took IL up In n listless fashion
and lazlly scrutinized IL. lie saw tina
il had been written by female hand
and had not been through the post. anS
he therefore concluded that il had beer
left by caller. He broke II open, an,
read the following epistle:
"Dear slr:--Piease pardon the liberty
take In writing to you. have just wit
messed the great success OF your play. Yo'
have now made your name and viii b
much sought after VIII you grant me tn
privilege OF interviewing your am en-
deavoring TO set my foot upon the frs
rung OF tho literary ladder. but 80 far hav
not met with success. am not connecte
with any paper, but feel confident that tn
report OF an interview with you woul
be accepted. shall call tomorrow In or
der to learn your decision. Yours yer
truly,
ANNIE RALEIGH"
IInrdlnge read the communicated
with much interest. but never looke
at the signature. lie put the letter o
one side, pressed down the tobacco 4
his pipe and between whiifs NUT
tered.
poor girl, no success-well, surel
in tho hour of my triumph can d
some one n good turn-call to-morro'
--utnph. reserving. too-well, we'll
hnte 20 bc borcd-nnd BY woman
too however. | think I'll see her
wonder who she is7" and he took up IN
letter again.
annie Raleighi" lie cried. GOO