Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1898-10-27

hey. Fulke, my son, departed with
out me. l thought him surrounded
with his friends, but after a few
weeks had elapsed soon discovered
this was not so. To explain briefly,
Fulke had purposey visited the abbey
alone save for his servants, drawn
thither by woman. This was a girl,
governess, whom he had met and
protected from some insult, and at
tracted by her great beauty, had fall
len madly in love with. The govern
ess, Margaret Dornton, soon after this
meeting left her situation. Fulke dis
covered she had returned to the only
home she knew, an old maiden aunt,
living in the town of Nestley, and
without a word he followed her. The
rest was simple: his love bore down
all her scruples. She was a depend
ent, unhappy, young.
"Fulke soon won his way. She be-
came his wife. Judge me harshly if
you will, but on receiving the news l
refused to see them, to acknowledge
her as my daughter, or assist Fulke to
provide for the low-born wife he had
chosen, as l then called her. Since
then | have discovered that she was
the daughter of an officer, a brave
and gallant man in every way my
sons equal; but blinded as 1 was with
ruge and pride, doubt If, even had l
known it then, it would have availed
much. Two years passed, all letters
that reached me l burned unopened.
Ny friends tried to reconcile us. l
was firm. Then came the news-sud-
den, awful, terrible'-Sir Humphrey
passed his hand over his brow.
Fulke was dead. l read it in a news
paper. He had had an accident, and
morse began. | set out for Italy,
where my poor son lay. He was
buried when | arrived. His wife had
disappeared, taking her child with
her. Year after year have searched
without avail, but few weeks ago
fate flung me against farmer in
America, man named Brown, who
had lived in this neighborhood. With
oIt knowing me he gave vent to a
grumble at the country, stating why
he had come away from England.
The name of Margaret Dornton, the
girl Fulke had married, told me at once
my search was ended. Then with
threats and cajoling ! got the truth
out of the man and his wife. My
sons wife had died under their roof.
Broken-hearted, sick unto death, she
III d dragged herself from Italy to
place Fulkes child in my arms. Her
aunt was dead. She was utterly
alone. Feeling that her own end was
approaching, she travelled to Nestley,
hearing | was at the abbey, but before
she could reach me she passed away.
Brown confesseS now that she left a
sum of money in their hands, with
her dying command that the child
was to be taken to me. How they
kept that command you know. On
every hand | have heard of their
cruelty and neglect of my grandchild
and their robbery of the money that
should have been hers. | had given
NV word that they should go unpun-
/ ished ii they told all, but confess to
having felt desire to mete them out
the justice they deserved. When |
knew all | fastened to Nestley, trav-
eIeu down with Godfrey, and learned
that my search was far from ended,
and that the child | hoped was found
vas ruthlessly torn from my arms,
perhaps forever.
| Lady Darrell stretched out her
white hand.
Have courage, dear friend,' she
said gently. She will be found-I
am sure of it."
Roy bent and kissed his mother,
his face white and agitated.
She shall be found if she is alive, "
he said hoarsely. Il will bring her
i back to you myself, Sir Humphrey"
! Without another word, he strobe
/ from the room, and down the stairs TO
J the other two.
Il am ready whenever you like" he
sud abruptly.
! Godfrey Armistead looked up
| from his notebook.
Newton has returned from Nestley.
/ N'S SAAS eh' SiAho tnS oSoIllpLlOu LIDS
left the station. They have telegraph
ed UP to London for more men, and
have sent some police to Moretown.
which place l propose We visit our
selves"
Frank got up eagerly while the earl
buttoned his riding-gloves in a ner-
vous manner.
Godfrey alone was calm-he was
too used to trickery and deceit-and
lis quiet manner was as a rock of
strength to the other two men, who
were trembling with excitement.
I'VE will take Newton and another
man with us, he declared; and in a
few moments the whole party was
once more on horseback and away.
Alice sat beside Myra as the pony,
urged by the whip, few along the dark
path.
She not only grasped the side Ct
the cart but clutched it as II its firm
hardness were barrier between her
and worse than death.
Occasionally her apprehension