Evening journal., 1901-04-04
a DISCLOSURE.
,'Yours almaYs-Marion." !"

"Yours always-Marion."
The photograph on which the words
were written stood upon the mantelshelf.
The young man who read the inscrip-
tion aloud was described in Debrett as
Sir Anthony Elliot, Bart, grandson Of
the late Sir Robert Elliot and fifth bar
onet Of his name.
"Marion" was Lady Marion Allardyce,
the daughter and sister Of an earl, a So
ciety beauty and one of the richest heir
esses in England. They were to be mar
ried in the spring, and he was on the
point Of starting in order TO join the
party at her country home.
A servant tapped at the door and en-
tered.
IF you please, Sir Anthony a gentle
man Of the name of Crosse wants to see
you"
"Crosse? I don't know the name.
What is his business? Did he sayT'
Says he's come all the way from New
Zealand on purpose to speak to you"
He was shown in.
"Sir Anthony Elliot, 1 presume?' he
queried.
"Yes," said Tony. "wnl you take a
chair? I am rather pressed for time"
THE business viii not take me long to
explain" he said. "In fact, it can be
told in two sentences. / am here to in
form you that you have no more right to
the name you bear than 1 have. Your
father was a carpenter, and he sold you
to Mrs. Elliot for a f5 note"
There was a moment of silence. Tony's
cigarette went out. He threw it into the
CRATE.
"You make a very strange assertion"
he said slowly. "Will you kindly explain
yourseff"
"W-ith pleasure" replied Crosse.
"Your roputed father died n year after
he married, Quarreled with his father and
became a sheep farmer in New Zealand.
n / was his next neighbor and knew all
II about him. Three weeks later his only
child died too.
"Then Mrs. Elliott adopted a working
mans baby and left the place. I didn't
understand her motive at the time.
comprehended when / learned that the
late Mrs. Elliot had hated her brother
in-law because she belieyed he had set
the old baronet against her husband and
herself"
Crosse handed him two papers "You
can have 100 more proofs if you like to
go out 10 Queensland" he added briefly.
"And your object in travelling thou
sands Of miles on a matter which does
not concern you? / presume you have a
motiveY
Certainly" said Crosse calmly. eI
am a poor man and no longer young. /
want comfort and security for my old
age. Give me $500 a year for life, and
you can enjoy your fortune in peace and
marry your ine lady. I'll hold my
tongue"
Great beads Of perspiration stood on
Iony's brow. His head swan. Then
the carpenters son pulled himself to-
yether threw his head up and perempto-
lily ordered Crosse out of his rooms. But
when he was alone a cry Of passion and
despair rose from the bottom Of his soul.
He wrote to Marion that important
business would detain him in town for a
ew days and cabed to a globe trotting
riend.
The answer to his message came, and
hat afternoon at dusk she greeted him
n the great hall Of the old country man
ion.
I'VE shall have an hour OF two alone.
But how white you are Tony!" she add
d quickly. "There is something wrong.
What is itf
you shall know directly, Marion"
Ie took her left hand in both his own
nd looked at the flashing hoop Of dia-
A'Aiho ne Adu lldNeu luttes nave
omething to tell yOu-something that
in change the current of our lives. But
efore. | tell you / should like to be with
ou just for half an hour, to enjoy for
ne brhf half hour more the sight OF
our fao,, the sound of your voice. Ny
Veethealt, ] want to live for a little
lille before the darkness falls. May II"
Il don't know what it all means. but
course I'm ready TO do whatever you
ish, Tony" There was a pause pres
tly, and she touched his sleeve.
Tony' your luggage? Didn't you
ing any?"
No" he said slowly. 'I am not going
stay. You will understand when the
bck strikes"
''Will it never strike Tony?" The
hck answered the question for itself.
Lady Marion Allardyce" he said, II
7e you back your freedom. Recently 1
rned that have no right to the name
lear. Today the news was verified by
BILE. It is sufficient for you TO know
lt my father was carpenter in a CO.
lial village and that my name is not
Anthony Elliot at all, but just An
bny Brown"
Is that all?D she cried. 'Is that alp
n frightened me TO death. i could
imagine what terrible thing had hap
hed'
You don't seem TO understand" he
H. '1m a pauper n nobody, a-a-
Anthony Brown
Won, are you any the less n gentle
D by instinct and education? Are you
the less the man ] love-the man OF
others whom have chosen 10 love,
or and obey till ] die? Would you re-
r to mArfy me IL my history were
Nilar 70 yours2 OF course you
hdn't. Oh. Tony" she added. break
out into smiles. 'you-you-idiotr'-.
hange.
Francis G.. DuPont received a fine