Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1901-06-20
A SON OF OLD SCOTLAND.
By Maud Howard Peterson.
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(Being an extract from The Potter and
the Gay" Published by permission.
Copyright, 1901, by the Lothrop Pub. Co.,
Among the books of the year 9Th
Potter and the Clay" by Maud Howard
Peterson, published by the Lothrop Pub
hshing company, Boston, stands out
prominently as one of the strongest char
acter stories of the time. The story may
be said to be rdina in plot, but the
writer has planned just such a plot as
would best portray the strength and weak
American army girl. whose favor is Dug
by two English army officers, friends of
veIyan is the interesting one. A sturdy
ION of western Scotland. who from his
of fear. who revelled in the mad ragings
of the sea and storm, who longed for the
time and the opportunity when he might
place his name among. the army heroes
of England. of whom his father was one.
Yet when the time arrived love for a
woman had made him weak and a cow
ard. and he failed. and his failure cost
hlm not alone his honor but the woman
he loved. His honor was afterward re-
trieved, but without the fame of which
he had dreamed, and the woman was gone
from him forever. In no part of the book
better than in his declaration of love for
the heroine. made in his old Scotland
nome, and this We reproduce below.
THERE was a storm chill in the air.
l. T~revelyan readjGsted the carriage
robe that had slipped away from Cary
and turned up the collar of his driv-
ing coat. Now and again he glanced
at Cary. The girls face was turned
away and she was looking out over
the gray cragE to the grayer sea be-
yond. The last three months had
wrought an indefinable change in her.
T~reveylan had noticed it on his arriv-
al at the Camerons' hat morning. He
wondered vaguely if it had anything
to do with travel and the process of
polishing to which Cary so often
banteringly referred. Well he was not
going to worry over it. He had only
one day and he meant to make the
most of 1T.
He had written the Camerons he
was coming, and had not even waited
for an answer. He had announced his
intention and it was enough. He had
known Tom Cameron since they wore
kits together, and back of their
friendship his mothers family had
known the Camerons for generations.
Somewhere in the history of the
houses there had been an inter-mar-
rage.
1t had taken him hours to reach
the OaIACIOASs IL "OuAo any AA
hours to return. But this n after
noon at least, was his. After it,
might come the deluge. After it
probably would come the deluge. He
wasn't feeling very sure of himself
or of his own self power. After a
man has been in torment for three
months
Tom Cameron's horse knew the road
well-almost as we'll as Trevelyan did
and kept up a steady pace. and Tom
Cameron's cart vas comfortable.
John was expected that afternoon
for three days. Well, Cary would not
no there to welcome him. Cary would
he with him. Stewart might have her
undoubtedly would have her, for
those three days, but to-day-this art
his.
The Camerons, learned in n signs
cf the sky. had demurred at the storm
chin in the air and the threatening
clo,ds, when after an early lunch,
.rreyelyan and the American girl had
s+enned into the cart. Trevelyan,
borever. had no intention of having
-. 1vell-laid plans frustrated, and in
-. masterful way, had overruled the
objections. The storm was a PosslDl-
~ HIS return next morning at daE-
h,eak. a necessity. Let the storm
come. He defied it.
rsrx, shivered. Trevelyan noticed it
"a loaned toward her.
.You are cold2"
cav turned her eyes away from the
arav crags and the gray sea. Trevel-
S,n:s were near her own. She shook
s.yor she fa1tered, "It must be Scot
,.,d-the Scotland you told me OF as
el,;ld. Once, long ago I fought you
a.a,,+ Il. If I had dreamed-h i had
,.axvn-" her voice faded into the
hoom of the nearing surf and she