The Princeton union., 1900-04-12
CHA PTEtt IN-- Continued.


she said Il ith Il little laugh. II hope
something else is wrong with you"
Mrs. Lam caster sighed. when get
back from his house 1 may tell you
what l an going for, but shall not
new-no, ] shall not now"
Mrs. La hcaster had several times
taken sho 1T drives in the pony cart,
which was always at the disposal of
the guests of Carnleigh, and so, when
she order@d it out at ten o'clock, no
one made any comment. AS she
drove up near the dilapidated domi-
cile of tn E Fanshaws she began to
shrink fro "a her intentions. The place
certainly presented torn-down, for
6fdding as pect. In front, not twenty
yards from the porch, was a decaying
rail fence and a gate that sagged to
the earth. The roof of the porch was
low and lat, dank and moss-grown,
and on it lay some pieces of ragged
cast-off clothing on which two or three
cats lay sleeping in the sun. The two
sisters half lay, half sat ON the porch,
and Mrs. Fanshaw stood in the front
doorway, her dull gaze on the cart
and it's i Innate. The dogs sprang
from und er the house and ran bark
ing furioflsly to the gate, and Mrs.
Fanshaw, thinking that the lady had
stopped to ask some question about
the road, as passers-by often did,
shambled down the steps and out to
the cart. She succeeded in driving the
dogs back, and then leaned over the
gate expectantly.
Il calle d to see Mr.. Ronald Fan
shaw" an hounced the visitor; ''is he at
hclne?"
Eyes, nj ha am answered Mrs. Fan
shaw; "Ae was up in his room jest
now. W Pn't you light an come in?"
The robm into which the aristo-
cratic caller was ushered had a worn
scrap of carpet from the door to the
big, socty fireplace: There were on
the walls several warped chromos and
crudely enlarged crayon portraits of
Fanshaw and his wife, also photo
graphs Of every member of the FAM
Ny except Ronald who had never
cared to have his picture taken. Mrs
SdNt luc tlS1IOE d. turkey
wing fan, and brought in some fresh
water. Mrs. Lancaster was slipping
it from he edge of the big cracked
tnmbler when Ronald came down the
narrow breaking stairs and entered
the room
"iou may not know who | am,''
began Mrs. Lancaster. as he stood
waiting for her to resume her chair,
after shd had risen and given him her
hand.
ou 1hay rest assured madam, that
everybody in this neighborhood knows
you, at lEast by sight. The poor and
needy have good cause for remember
ing you.'
She started at the sound of his
voice ard stared at him for fully a
minute; her eyes were expanded in
surprise, and she seemed unable to re-
ply to his compliment. She put her
handkerchief to her quivering lips,
and when she finally spoke it was with
visible effort at self-control.
II hope you will pardon me-" she
faltered ''but your voice is so like
that of a dear one who was taken
from nle long time agony hus-
band, y no met a tragic death dur.
ing the war. Last night when l
heard yPu speaking in the distance /
was rer blinded of him. and now--:oh!
1t is We ~ silly Of me. but-you can't
imagine how much your voice re-
sembles his, and" (the speaker swal-
lowed >omething which seemed to
stick in her throat) "then your hair,
and eye Is, and hands remind me of his
$3.50 very much"
Ronald had flushed red, and seemed
at a loss how to proceed.
II am sorry he said, finally, "if any
features Of mine bring up sad recol.
ieCtions''
81 am a silly goose, the visito,
said, with a little laugh, which was not
quite her own. II hope you received
the note L wrote you yesterday"
Ronald bowed. 1T was the one thing
which sustained me-made me work
on to the end. L almost lost hope yes
terday afternoon. There was not &
man On my side, even the sheriff was
afraid to open his mouth. A dozen mer
had threatened to kill me-
His auditor was bending towards
him, feasting on his features with wide
open eyes and hands tightly clasped il
her lap.
II was almost sorry + advised 70,
to try to save him, Mr.. Fanshaw, whe1
the climax was reached and T realized
your own peril; but now that you hav,
triumphed am glad wrote you-oh
so glad! For your work last nigh,
has shown me what a noble man yo,
are, and"
II Think" he said, seeing that sh,
was not going to proceed, "that tn
usual haste in such matters is not du,
to the evil natures of these people
but to a certain inability to believe il
the innocence of man accused as thi
one was.''
1T is certainly good Of you to defend
them as you do," said the old lady, hel
eyes still bent eagerly, searchingly OF
his face. "You have heard perhaps O.
the capture and confession of the rea