Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1900-09-12
The Danyers Jewels
i Is the title of a
Thrilling Serial Story
Soon to be commenced in these columns.
Il Will Be Handsomely Illustrated

vi course" said Charles, siidk1ng his
head, "if that is your own experience l
bow beforeit. But for my own part
must confess I have not found 1t so.
Flourish like green bay treel No, Aunt
Mary, it is a fallacy. They don't. am
sure / only wish they did, But see the
rehearsal is beginning. May give you
an arm to the hall?''
The offer was entirely disregarded,
and 1t was with the help of mine that
Lady Mary retired from an unequal
combat, which she never seemed able to
resist provoking anew, and in which she
was invariably worsted, causing her, az
could seq, to regard Charles with the
concentrated bitterness of which So
verely good woman alone is capable.
soon perceived that Charles was on
the same amicable terms with his IA
ther, That they rarely spoke, and that it
was evidently only with view to keep
ing up appearances that he was ever in
vitcd to the paternal roof at all. Be-
tween the brothers, however, in spite of
so much TO estrange them, q certain
hndliness of feeling seemed to exist
N4AtO1 WIS lltlNiy llitSC UtSl CAlJGSGSu
under the circumstances.
The rehearsal now began, and Sir
George Danyers, who had remained be-
hind to put by the jewels, and lock them
up in his strong box among his papers,
came and sat down by me, again thank
ing me for taking charge Of them, though
I assured him 1t had been very little
trouble.
Not much trouble, perhaps, but a
great responsibility" he said courte-
ously
"a soldier. Sir George, I replied, with
a slight SMILE, becomes carly Injured to
the gravest responsibility. 1t is the air
we breathe, 1t is taken as matter of
course
He looked keenly at me, and was 81
lent, as If considering something
haps what had said.
Twas delighted to find the play was
one Of those which had seen acted dur
ing our passage home. There is nothing
like SO much as knowing a play before
hand, because then one can always
whisper to ones companion what is
coming next The stage, with all its
adjustments, had been carefully ar
ranged, tho footlights were lighted, the
piece began. All went we'll till nearly
the end of the first act, when there was
a Cry behind the scenes of, "Mr. Denis"
Mr.. Denis should have rushed on, but
Mr.. Denis did not rush on. The play
stopped. Mr., Denis was not In the IL
brary, the i1nprovised greenroom; Mr..
Denis did not appear when his name
was called In stentorian tones by Ralph,
or in pathetic falsetto by Charles. In
short, Mr.. Denis was not Forthcoming.
A rush upstairs on the part of most of
the young men brought to light the aw-
full fact that Mr.. Denis had retired to
his chamber q prey to sudden and acute
indispositiop,
"Dear me. said Charles to Lady Mary,
with a dismal shake of his lead, chow
precarious is life. Here today and in
bed tomorrow. Support your Aunt
Mary, my dear Evelyn. She wishes to
retire TO rest. Indeed we may as we'll
: all 60 to bed, for there will be no more
acting tonight without poor Denis. l
only trustsho may be spared to US till to-
morrow, and that he may be well enough
to die by my hand tomorrow evening"
We all dispersed for the night in some
anxiety. Tho play could not proceed
without Mr.. Denis, who took an impor-
tant part; and Sill. George ruefully in
formed me TINT all the neighboring
houses had been filled for these theatre
calls, and that great numbers of people
were expected. There was to be dane
ing afterward, but the principal feature
of the entertainment was the play. We
allretired to rest, fervently hoping that
the health of MI. Denis might be re-
stored by the following morning.