Arizona republican., 1899-01-18

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BY EDGAR FAWCETT.
Continued From Yesterday.)

she said. Its q very sweet and holy relation, I should judge, when two people enter into it with proper
 motives and felings.'' Mrs. Kennaird gave cne of her trillingly musical laughs. It was q laugh that always sounded well in q drawing-room; it had been for years like tke delicate little trumpet peal of her rcg1ant popularity.
 My dear Kathleen! If you could only hear yourself! You don't know what really deyvy effect you create, with your droll assumption of ex- pericnce. But the wisdom cap, my child, is decidedly becoming. Go on, my dear, and talk of marriage as a sweet and holy relation. The ensemble is immensely fresh in a willowy girl with your cut of features
 An" cried Kathleen, flushing and biting her lips. T truly believe, mamma, that if you saw one man rescue another from drowning, your first idea of the affair would be whether the savior per l formed his feat with awlwardness or | grace
 At about this tirne as it happened, Mrs. Kcnnaird committed the crowning mistake of Ter life. Among the per | sons of note who had most cordially greeted her on her return was stanch | former friend, the 1aarchionesS of Den ludlen. Tho marchioness was woman of large heart though quick temper. She was famed for the sincerity and ten acity of her likes and dislilzes, and Mrs IIennaird had long stood high on the list of the former. Lcdy Dendudlon ] thought that Sir Franlzland had treated her friend with sorry stingincss, and very freely vented this opinion. She fell in love with Kathleen, and cncour- aged an intimacy between herself and her only daughter, Lady Guinevere POindexter, one of the reigning London belles. Twice she invited the kennairds to come and visit her at the most de- lightful of her several country-seats, Dendudlon hall, near the Devon cliffs. 1t was during the second of these visits l that Mrs. Kenaaird'S fatal blunder Oc- cured.
 Besides Lady Guinevere, the mar chioncss had two other children, both sons. The eldest, Lord ArInitage, had lately married and was travelling On the continent. At Dendudlon hall, vixen Kathleen end her mother made the second visit there, was the younger son, Lord Egbert Poindextcr. Neither of the ladies had ever seen him before, and for an excellent reason. Although in his latter twentics and of a marked personal beauty, he lived a most retired life on account of his lancncss. An ac- eident in childhood had partly deprived him of the use of both lower limbs, and he never moved himself except with the aid of crutches. His mother was al- most fanatically fond of him, and guarded him as the apple of her eye. She confided to Mrs. Kennaird that he was immensely rich, and would in this respect far outshine his elder brother, even after he should become mar 1uis; for an elderly aunt, pity ing his juvenile misfortune, had left him great property in Sussex be- sides ample moneyed capital, to the rage and disappointment of a bevy of waiting heirs. ''It is q great chance,' proceeded the marchioness, flor Egbert l to show his fine humanitarian spirit. He will, I am certain, send his name ringing through the. centuries as mo- ble and wise benefactor to his race. His marriage. you know, is impossible and-'
 'Why impossible, my dear Lady Den dudlon?'' broke in Mrs. Kennaird. The marchioness' pure-cut patrician | not have said impossible, perhaps, but surely in no sense probable. At least, not for years yet. Egbert is still young. If he once reached an age of sufficient discretion to make him real ize that the woman whom he asked to become his wife might give him fidelity, companionship, affection, without a 0aeam of the sentiment which younger men expect and demand, and if, so realizing, he married as much with head as with heart, why, then, I should put no obstacle in the way of such union. But now" And the marchioness lifted one hand, waving it before her face 'Plenty of girls might say that they cared for him, you understand, but Here, with a self-consciousness little laugh, she paused ''However. my friend, let us talk of something else.''
 Mrs. Kennaird thought her prejudice most perverse and ill-advised one, which no doubt it was considering the gentle charm of Lord Egbert's conver- sation and the marked comeliness of his viaage
 More people came to Dendudion hall in a day or two, and the ;rarchioness, occupied with other guests, failed to see what swift and tender havoc Kathleen had wrought in the breast of her younger son. B,;t Mrs. Kennaird saw, and tingled with new, delicious hopes The KeEna;~ds were, and yet were not, a portion of the present house party; | their stay had graciously been taken for granted as an indefinite one Lord Egbert fell in love with a kind ot tu- multuOus expedition. He sat beside the | object of his sudden passion as long each day as she would let him, and | vixen not following her oa lis c1utches he did so, as far as feasible. with his DO etic blue eyes. The determination ot his mother had thus far zever giver him thoEght; TOW he repeEed agairst |