Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-09-15

eyes. she's better l had long talH
with your doctor yesterday. lie SPEAKS
English wonderfully well for foreigner.
HE does,'' replies Angus with deel
sigh. as the allusion recalls the misery OF
the morning.
He is an old friend of yours, ne tells
me-"
ga very old friend, monsieur.
$50 am ]. You needn't stare. L care
say you have forgotten me, but knew
you long before this DR.. de Blols did, and
nice time had Of my mountaineering
with you, too" =,
"Monsieur oyerwhelms me with sur
PRISE" says Angus.
''Your father, James Moray, was my
brother, and I sent for you here that
might tell you that you've no more right
to bear the name you do than the waiter
downstairs has. So you may put that In
your pipe and smoke it!''
mo; that you haven't-no more right
than a hinfdel has to salvation!' inter-
| poses Mrs Moray from the sofa.
Angus thinks the portly Englishman
must be travelling for the good of his
| mental health. He does not understand
him. He to be told by stranger that
he has no right to bear the name of his
| own father and mother! The man must
| be mad to think Of such a thing! and
Angus manages to get a chair between
| them before he ventures on reply.
Il don't know by what right you adj
dress me in such strain, monsieur; and
I can only imagine you must nave mis-
| taken my identity. Every one in Bruges
MPc MOr2v and nv
| self; and, as l have never even heard
! your name mentioned before, you will
pardon me for requiring little further
| evidence before l believe what you tell
| me on your own account. l cannot ac-
| cent every man as my uncle who chooses
| to say he is So"
This independent answer stirs up all
| the walls of Mr.. William Moray's wrath,
as he recalls the last time his brothers
son and he were face to face, and the
disappointment which then ensued to all
his hopes of making him his heir.
"Himpudence!' exclaims the voice from
! the sofa, as the words fall from Angus
! lips.
mo, madam, not impudence but indie
pendence! My mother has reared me by
! her own eXertions solely, and taught me
to lean for support or patronage upon
no man. SO that, though l should have
been glad to welcome any relation of my
dead father for his sake, am not bound
| to take an insult quietly even from his
brother And if you are his BROTHER" he
continues, turning to William Moray,
chow can you tell me I have no right to
bear his name?'
Because your mother was never mar
| -, I I,
you want the truth, you've got it!'
| Angus springs from his chair-every
vein in his face swollen with excitement
and advances with clinched fist to-
ward William Moray. '@~
You lie!' he exclaims, closing in upon
him.
On observing the action of young An
| gus, Mrs Moray founders off her resting
| place with a scream and the elder man
does not quite like the aspect of affairs.
He is fat and puffy, short-winded, and not
used to pugilistic encounters, and the
youth bearing down upon him looks dan
| gerous.
What would you do? What are you
| thinking OFF, he says loudly, backing
| toward the door. Il have said nothing
| but what I can prove"
| "You shall prove it, then, and before
we part company to-day, or I will make
you eat your words My mother not mar
ried to my father! Why, all the world
knows she is Mrs Moray, and receives
her as such!'
CAN the world of Bruges, you meanw
sneers the other. "Now, look here, young
man, don't mean to stand any bullying
on your part; so, if you wish to hear your
own history, you'd better unclinch your
fist and listen quietly; if not, shall ring
the bell for the waiter to conduct you
| down stairs again.
William Moray wipes off the perspira-
ton which fear has called to his brow
and addresses his nephew from behind
the shelter of the sofa, on which his wife
| has rearranged herself.
Young people are mostly quick to dis
believe anything they don't like he COM
mences, but Mrs. Moray and [ have
cause enough to remember the disastrous
| circumstances Of your birth and your
fathers deathH'
cause henough hindeed!' comes from
| the sofa.
However, your mother will be the best
referee regarding the truth of any state
| ment I may make to you. If you doubt
any part of the story, ask your MOTHER
! ASK your motherr' the same words
! DR.. de Blois had used to him in the MORN
ing.
| Go be continued)