The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-12-17

# E $; $ < $ Ss $ & ''yery we'll. Let dinner be served at once; the fewer dishes the better, he said as> he looked at the envelope. An, from my little brother on the farm. God bless him. wish he were here tonight to tell me about his rabbit drlves, ms traps. his dogs and the last light he was
 then took a drink of whiskey. l VIII leave the letter for an after dinner cor dial" he said to himself.
 When the meal was eaten vernon re- turned to his room-his den, as he fondly called it-the place where he had plan ned some of his most stupendous enter prises. He dismissed the servant who had followed him, unlaced his shoes, put on his slippers and smoking jacket, ht hls pipe and settled down, letter in hand, in the big arm chair before the grate The letter read:
 Tuscaloosa Dec. St.
 Dear old bud. Yesterday I cot a pos sum Which you will get From Ine spress offs about the time You get This. ALSO some misselto and some red haWs ana bag of Pussimmuns and Some Calamus Root whut I dug Out the Ground myself
 Sis Is got herself new bow ana sne don't speak to me enny mo hardly they IS church and sis is to have ball the Same Mite their is So Much cuttin Ip at the House that I don't feel at Home any More my Colt Is big Enouff To ride now but Pa he wont let me git on him much Re is going to be a race horse you bet \ Wish you was commmin home for Chrismus ma and Pa was talking about you last night And they Cried just Ike Miss Anne wilson done the other day when i showed her the sute of close you
 sent me. god Bye Frm xqr y1friS lyi1E verBon 5G1 When the millionaire speculator had finished reading the letter. 1t fell from his hands. The man got up from h1s seat and nervously paced the noor. ~ zfA m and incidents of the day. that he was | thinking. He put on his shoes and over | coat and closed the door behind him. The
 streets were thronged with people net toF lnS | whre he was going, nor did he care. he | must have air; he must have exerclse. | The clang of electric car bells Tell on
 deafened ears: the shouts of newsboys ne | did not near; the fashionably attireo evening strollers he did not see. But in stead there arose before him peaceful
 Virginia village that nestled by the the side | old-fashioned home with wide verandas | running around 1t; of rustic bridge that spanned the purling brook separating
 his old home from that Of the wilson | residence
 Now he was in front of Grace Church.
 The bell In the great tower pealea s1,o tho
 emnly. Faintly came the voices or ns ins | sweet and soft from the organ Keys. Every sound of the great bell was 2 l thrust at Vernon's heart. He nasteneo
 onward For miles ss he ~Ttxed; FIX music At d did l not sound right; the laughter or the
 other guests seemed mirthless. lie tried | to eat, but the food was tasteiess; ne tried to drink, but the wines were in- sipid, He arose and walked rapidly | homeward. When he got in bed he trled | to put away the picture of the ElrglhlSs
 village; tried to put away n the race bSt Se Se l could not do either of these three things.
 His mind went hack to the old mill where l they used to go and plan for the Luture.
 would be rich. He remembered the good blythe bitterness of the parting He could shut his eyes and see her tear
 stained face as she stood on the ralIWay l platform that June morning. ten years l ago; the waving of his mothers hand- | kerchief as the traia moved away; Lhe melancholy look on his fathers race put
 in doing so he had forgotten all the ha, sTls- | their manhood. He was becoming Sor- did. The hair on his head was beglnnlns
 to gray; his step was becoming less nrm' | his appetite more cratic, ms whole oe- T ing more dyspeptic. month by month
 The few moments of rest Vernon got
 that night were filled with dreams. LI his sleep he heard the cackhng or COCKS COCKS
 in the early morning: Of hoo.a the GfaHE1N fbe mu. f sic of running hounds; the strut p1 ll tlle I peacock: the neighinE Of pastured horses' inc lowing of Jersey heroS the HlSee-
 sant murmuring of the millracs; the rus
 tle of autumn leaves; felt the solemn | stiffness of a winters night on the noun; tain side; the soft signing Of the nakso [ limbs of trees; the song of the room; tne t
 neetet of the snowbirds; the cry Of tne hawk And with such pictures thert | would ever fit between them the race oi ] inc girl whom he had once loved passion
 HtT5Ena' When Vernon awoke the followini l morning his eyes were heavy. AasuLS Ihe summoned a servant.
 "See that my breakfast Is put on tns tabie. Have my carriage at the door 1T
 twenty minutes and ct John go WltL | me down town. l want YOU to pack thre' trunks and have them at the ChamoeI:
 Street ferry at o'clock: Understano
 One o'clock As I am to be gone Iol
 some days and you are to go with me me YOU had better prepare yourself TOT th' ''!!W Where are the trunks to go?' asked the eoS, f yes % I forgot to tell you. Ross wright, Virginia. Will you rememoe' 'Hr1; Then to- himseif: "Tha: will put me il there at midnight, but know where my 2 ol1 tootr Sn1, io+er Vernon was closing hi