The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1899-09-10

4 Wyns0rd. the houeekeeper.
20 the far. Siriish bride Of
the owner OF Kefthle.gh Abosy, Dorset-
shire. paus.ng before the fuIi-iength por-
trait OF young man % apparently some
ave or ak and twenty years Of age. An!
now Oft have ] heard NY mother tell the
tale OF his counting Miss Thuriow. OK the
Hall. and how her father. . proud. hauga-
| ~ man, looked down upon him because ="
Here the old woman stopped. but xurid
Keith. who. In spite Of her eiated position
~ wife Of the most influential man in the
nsiGhborhood. had not yet outgrovn her
love Of . story. said quickly:
oh. tell Il to me. good Mrs. wynford
p!easc" and. taking . seat where she
could have full view Of the ptc'ured
| face, with IT. wavy brown hair. deep-bius
| eyes. and beautifully cut features. she
waited impaeentiy for the story.
We'll. ma'sm.' resumed the housskeeD-
or. you see. Miss Thurlow was . great
belle and had 30 many rich ana noted men
after her. and Master Walter was only .
third son. with two healthy elder brothers.
90 II 70 scarce TO be wondered At that her
father refused with scorn when the poor
young curstc OF 81. Anselms made bold
TO ask him for the hand Of his only daugh-
ter In marriage. In vain Miss Marion
wept and pleaded and said that she could
never love apother: the old man was In
exorsbIc. swore loudly. and sent Miss Ma
rion to her room. while 40 to Master Wal
ter. he drove him from the house. telling
him never 10 dare enter Il again. And
then went back to his pipe and Spectator
Ia cool disregard Of the two young hearts
he had - well-n.gh broken.
my mother was young woman ~ that
time, and she lived 10 more than reach her
ihreescore years and ten. but she often
said that she could never forget the facs
Of the curate ~ he walked into the library
on the evening after he had been at The
Hall; all the glad light seemed to have
faded from his usually bright blue eyes.
ana hc moved and spoke a. one In a
dream.
About eight months after that there was
wedding In Hanover Square. and the
bride was the beautiful daughter of Sir
Spencer Thurlow Of the Hail. But. In
spite OF the grandeur Of the nuptials--
bright flowers. sweet music. etc. to say
nothing Of the magnificent rent roll Of the
bridegroom-4t WAS well known that her
heart was not In H. a match forced by her
fathsr TO save her from forming an al
lance with some poor country curate with
no expectations was whispered by the
great people that thronsed to the marriage
feast What - lucky escape"
And Master Walter. you ask how he
bore IL?
buried the great sorrow Of his Efe deep,
deep down. and spent his days in going
about doing good. Well. the years few by.
from time to time whispers were heard
that Miss Thuriow had not done quite 30
we'll after nil. and that Mr.. Leonard, ner
husband. treated his young wife shame
fully. and there was rumor that he had
lost largely In speculation. and soon after
report that he had died. leaving abso-
A. fce q
L riagef
sir Spencer started To md his daughter
ana fetch her home az soon as he heard
Of the death Of his SON .n-law. But tray
cling was slow In those days, and when
he reached the humble little cottage where
she had spent the last months Of her mar
rcd iifo he found the heavy wooden shut.
tiers fast barred and look OF utter desc
/ lation about the Who'll. place. To all his
| queries the only answer was that after
the gentleman died tho lady and her maid
had gone on suddenly. hue whore nobody
seemed TO know. Tho old man employed
/ Detectives. spent money. etc. but all To
no avail: and NJ length. dishesrtencd. no
| returned home and before another year
WINS over the grass was growing upon his
| grave and Thuriow Hall went into the
hands OF n distant cousin.
About this time think u was that Mas
went for cruise In his yacht on the Med
| Herranean. accompanied by Ms next brotn-
| er. Wiifred. that In more than thirty years
ago. but never 10 this day has word been
| heard OF crew or vessel 10 after months
| OF anxious waiting the curatc Of st. An
seim's took his place ~ Squire Of Keith
| Is.sh Abbey.
"One winter evening, after he had been
| squire for some time he was sitting In
4 ~ az srsf to a. NJ
mon for the coming sunday. when n mans
voice. sharp and Aiscoriant broke In upon
| the stiffness:
There. you young cub. take thatl A
bird that can sins and won't mus, he
made 10 snR' Pipe NJ an give 'em "Ye
Banks and Brs~rf'' Walter Keith, Nv
| spite OF all his gentisnsss was no coward
| When he heard a cry he whistied TO Rex.
the great bloodhound, and ran quickly 10
| the door. Tho ground was covered with
snow. and In the moonlight ne saw very
plainly two figures ths one a rough-lco
Ing man. the other thiniy clad boy Of
some eight or ten years. carrying vio-
| lin A. RsH's deep growls this man took
20 His heels and ned, ta, the child. too
| Exhausted "a move. sank down a helpless
| mass on IN. snow. The squir. lifted him
| M and carried him tenderiy into the
/ warm, cheerful study. II was many n
! iong day since a child has been IN the old
| abbey. and ~ caused great excitement.
| even though this ono was only little
| unknown strolIing violin player. servan,s
| hurried here and there with hot blankets
| ruiied wine. etc. Truly there wss some
| thing Amos; pathetic IN tire small pale
| face. with It's black syeiashes and curly
| tarh hair. Those who stood ny never for
| got ho~ tire tears came into the squire's
| ~yes when he sw the deep welt. tina;
| cruelty and hard usage rad mats on tho
| tender flesh Of the hoy. Ore little arm
| was marked ~ith the letter c. which
| male all wonder. and cid Thomas. tire
| tvtler. whispered 20 MARGARET, the cook
Mark my words there's como myr;ery
| about .he lad; he doesn't look a bi, ike
| an Italian hfdi~r'
when ire rhss srs, came 20 ne vas
| ecmeshat frghiesef ~ finding himself IN
| wrange place, but the s3gsres Kind
| manner soon treasured him. and Rf,ie ~
| nuia the following was drawn from HIN:
was Csav9r be N~nm