Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1899-07-06

throughout Great Britain.
The announcement just made was by
no means unusual or extraordinary;
vet a little OF the florid hue left the
Hon. Jasper's rudy cheek, and a nerv-
BUSINESS not customary to him worked
his frame.
His hand, too. trembled. and he per-
ceptibly hesitated ere he turned the
handle of the door leading into the
room indicated.
Standing there, he looked the type OF
true Englishman, whom the world
had treated we'll during the nearly six
ty years which had passed over his
head.
Time had dropped some powder on
the once dark locks. but the brow be-
meath was unlined. and the smile about
his mouth had not lost it's almost boy
ish winsomeness.
Yet he was one of England's ablest
barristers. ana his Office had been the
consultation room Of nearly all of Eng
lands greatest advocates. In that Of
flee a lady. a stranger, now awaited
him. He surely was trying her pa
thence and ours.
He opened the door and entered. At
the sound, woman dressed in deep
mourning. her face entirely concealed
by the heavy Grape Of her VEIL but h
certain elegance and grace of figure
perceptible beneath its folds as it fell
to the hem of her gown, rose from her
chair. and stood, with one hand touch.
ing the edge of the table, almost as if
for support. She bowed her head
slightly. he fancied almost haugntily.
"Is this the Hon. Mr.. Strong?" she
asked
And the low. sweet voice instructive
ly attracted him.
at is, madam" he responded, with
an answering bow. "Pray be seated,
and let me know in what way I can be
of service to you"
Without obeying the courteous in
vitation, she raised her arm, and, with
a quick movement, threw back her
veil.
The lawyer started. A woman of ex-
luisite beauty. elegance and grace
stood revealed to his gaze. She could
twenty years. Her dress was simple
rendered more dazzling the fawless
purity of her skin, and her low, white
brow was shaded by ripping waves of
broke the silence:
81 saw an advertisement some days
ago in London journal. 1t was this"
And she held toward him a paper She
had in her hand.
His own trembled as he took it from
hers A premonition as to his visitors
GRAND had dawned upon him at his
clerks simple announcement; yet the
advertisement to which she alluded
had been inserted for six months in the
daily prints, and heretofore had been
without response.
One haSty glance convinced him that
his suspicion was correct. The printed
words at which he glanced We're of his
own composing. and this their purport:
"Any one able to give information
concerning Herbert Dalrymple (noW
Lord Montfortl. who left England three
years ago, or of his wife. or possible
heirs. will receive Il reward of $500, by
applying at the office of Strong. Turn
bull & Strong, II Charing Cross, Lon
DON"
One hasty glance the lawyer took,
and then his gaze, shrewd but kindly,
rested on the strangers face.
II am to believe you bring us news
of this young man," he asked. 1T will
be most grateful to his mother. She
has received no line from him since his
rash and unfortunate marriage
Again that strange smile parted the
exquisite lips.
MIR. Dalrymple's marriage. then. was
deemed unfortunate by his fricnds?'
she questioned.
NO longer Mr.. Dalrymple. If he
lives. madam, his brothers death
makes him Lord Montfort."
$50 1 inferred from the wording of
the message, she replied. els it the IT,
tie which makes this new anxiety
among his family concerning his fate?"
The lawyer frowned.
His mother is dying of a broken
heart" he said, ''pining for the one boy
left her. the pride which banished him
from his house the worm of remorse at
her heart Him or his she would wei
come with open arms. The wife she
once despised she would now give Il
mothers love. If there were children,
she would make them as her own. 1t
you have news, madam, pray you
withhold it no longer. know not
whether the reward might be of SER
vice to you, but. for authentic inforna
ton we would gladly double it,
Information concerning Herbert
Dalrymple is, alas. not in my power to
give you! But of his wife,
She paused
"Weil. what of her? Poor girl! If
she has suffered, her future shall know
no want. no care"
she has suffered. Mr.. Strong-aye,
cruelly!' was the low. quick answer,
with sudden fire and meaning in her
words Suffered as neither you mol
this proud, naughty woman can con-
ccive-suffered as only can tell you,
for am she!'
The lawyer staggered back. How
was it, with all his legal acumen, his
legal penetration, he had not suspected
this before: What, indeed, should be
so natural?
And how readily, in the sight of this
glorious beauty. could he understand
the infatuation that had made the boy
he had known from infancy give up
home, fortune and friends for it's pos
session?
Yet, through it all there came sud
den sense of pain, Of disappointment.
He remembered, on his last visit to
Montfort Castle, the sad, despairing