Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1900-12-21

and fro. she stood by the bedside, and
when she did speak, these few and en-
phatic words, My poor boy, it is now all
over alone gave vent to her thoughts.
oh. what a history is contained in these
few words. the usual expression of he
poor, when one of their community is
taken away by death, 1T is all over
now" The weary pilgrimage of life Is
at an end-he is at rest from his trou-
bles.
She had greeted me with a passing
eurtsey as she entered her home-sucil
a moment was no time for ceremony
but in the midst of her sorrow she did
not forget the respect she considered
due to a stranger. Thinking her chill
dren intrusive, who, since their moth
er's return, had become more familiar
with me-, she more than once gebuked
them, contrary to my wish.
l was DESTROYS to hear from her own
lips some account of the deceased,
whose fate had SO deeply interested ME.
Between intervals of sobs and tears I
learned the following:
Her husband was an Englisbman Of
noble lineage, while she was of humble
origin, being left an orphan in her child
hood. She was adopted by a kind heart
ed Christian gentleman, who stood in re-
lation of foster-father to her, while in
her teens. She n the deceased had
met and mutually loved at first sight
There was such a social disparity be-
TWEEN them hat her fo~ster-father forbid
her any intercourse with the man who
became in time her husband. She, how
ever. was disobedient, and her lover, who
held a high position on the staff of the
governor Of Victoria, sacrificed all for
her sake and roSirpinn b;c nH;o,
companied her i%ncognito to Sydney, New
South Wales. where they were secretly
married-here she mechanically turned a
plain hoop of gold on the wedding"
finger.
MY foster father was an actor. I
became an actress. To separate me from
my beloved, he procured an engagement
Tor me IN a distant colony. He thought
the separation would bring forgetfu!ness
to both. After our arrival at Sydney we
were to have sailed for Newcastle whers
l was announced to appear on "boxing''
night, but, having a day to spare before
the steamer Dandenong sailed, we ocs
cupled the time in driving around the
many beautiful resorts Of the metropolis
OF New South Wales. 1t was about 8 d.
M, when on the Parammatea road and
ulrectly racing st. Johns college, our
NiASu at SoIIletllluS. MY husband
1--WE Were married hat same morning)
taken was unable to control
the nimal They dashed madly along.
until, turning a corner, We came In con.
tact with a street car. Our carriage was
upset, l was thrown against a sharn
curbstone, my right cheek was torn opeu
my stage career was ended. I wa,
taken, senseless, to our hotel. The Dan.
aenonS IN which a Stateroom was EN-.
gagged, sailed without u.s."
=! cannot describe my own feeling as
she related the story so far. In spite Of
the beard and moustache, I could sea
the handsome and classic features OF
Lord Percy ~Plantagenet Howard. In
spite OF scars or care-marked burrows
could see the former beauty and soul
expressive eyes as i exclaimed:
'tlhdy. don't you know me?"
Ihat Christmas eve there wa gathered
at John Moody's Truckee hotel, a hunt,
ing party from San Francisco. Amonl
them was Thomas Francis Blaney, tha
British consul, a personal friend. of mine,
anu ne was telling a romantic story OF
no" ne was advised by an English law
1lrm to use every effort and spare no ex-
pense in discovering the whereabouts OF
Lord Percy P~lantagenet Howard. who
was supposed to be in California. and waa
now the Earl Of Arundel. His older
brother, Who inherited the estates and
title had dice without issue. Hearina
ms story, l called him aside. Together
we left the hotel for the undertakers
Inc SKY above us was one vast dome OF
Ilolten apphire, unbroken from all tho
tour points of the compass, save by the
crescent line and faint disk OF the new
moon, and by one singular white cloud,
IN shape Xix the backbone OF some ans
~tedeluvian monster, spanning the Sky
from east to west. Convinced beyond all
doubt that the dead man now laid in tina
gruesome abode Of woe was identical
with whom he sought, I introduced him
to the Dowager Countess of Arundel
Our Cindy." Presently stealing on the
night winds came the Christmas anthem
from the neighboring church where mid.
night mass was being celebrated.
Cantet nunc 10, chorces angelorum
Cantet nunc aula Coelestium
Gloria in excels!s Dec!
Venite adoremus
f Venfte adoremus