The daily morning Alaskan., 1901-11-07
BY THE LYCH GATE
A Story of One Who Married For
 Wealth and ReAuty.
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Them iS a NhleA Niutu tuc lolA- shin, hills known as Cc-criaie. from whose slopes. ors y,atS ago. came n.ous Niles. who translated tue Bible. auL who was called by the simple folk Niles of Covrrlalc, after the place of hs birth
 Very calm and peaceful the little dale lies under thc shadow of thv great hills. whosc Summlts arc purple m tbc sWcC; SUmmcItide with their royal mantle of fragrant heather. and where Che curlcw and the golden plovvr's cry alone break the gentle Stillness that rcsts over the little world beyond the haunts of restless activity and hur- rylng lie.
 There Is no railway ln quiet Cover. dale. no town Co which the country folk may wcnd their way. no shops save the wonderful village emporium. where everything in very small way may hc obtained. but where few fashions come to Startle the gayer minded of the maidcns. or strange new devices in nccktirs Co dazzle the vision of the country lads
 To peep Into the wOrld necesSitatcs journey under the shelter of the lone hilisilrS. along honuy lanes. iutwlncd with pink and creamy tinted honey sucklc. and green with waving ferns. past the quaint inn. whose sign Is a famous but long ago race horse. called u thc ranuy Yorkshire tongue the leIly Bab. and. finally across the moor lai, horse lowing Middlcham. where ar. people and shops. and many Inns vl'r curlouSly painted SicupoSts thc Black Swan and itS brother. the White Suuu. and mury other, too.
 Iut lowu n Coycrdalc there ls a beautiful old church. sct like a Jewel in itS surrounding ot stately trees and hlo>snm.rc hrdcrs. W'th th' quiet grccnucss of Gods acre lying stretched about .t. and thc singing of natures chur,sjrrS in tuv sweet air around a place uf pyac,fulncss and rcpoSc. where carth's burdens Way fall from one for lit,lc space auI heavens houlSon light softly ou such oi its children as stay Co pray and think awhile
 There Is a quaint lyca gate at the en- ,rancy Co thc holy spot a carved halt lug place of oak. sct tcudcriy by some good man of tho dllc>pcopl,-a squire uf thc olden days. who loved his home and hlS ucishhorS and hlS God full we'll think. and sought Co heautify the church iu which be and his had WorShipcd so bong
 And down the fair avenue of trees within thc precincts and past the quiet ehu-ch lc the rrmains of what was oncr the proud abbey of Coyerdalc. whcr, the monks said masses and cul. tivatrd their garden and tended the souls and bodies Of the poor and needy .u thc dale
 It is beauf ful spot in a beautiful countryside. aad SO thought a man who viewed 't lovingly and polluted ont uu i', chaEscful lights and shadows and all lts pretty peeps of field and river Co his wife
 They bad only been married a little while. frw short weeks and had elected to spend their honeymoon in some of thc quaint corners of England; hence thr!r jowuryiug thither Co this srqueStcr,d nook among the hills and the far St-pt.lr' u0orlauds In their yelling of regal purple. The man loved it already with tur artist love which sees Che begst.'rl SD luickiy and feels it SD strongly and ,ic w'man-wen, she saw tl. hrac;'c> Jlo. but she was growing a i.ttlr weary of pretty sights, and shcwaS very pretty and spelled her sclf and perhaps a uttic jcclous of ad. miratiou wasted which might have been diverted h1mrvlrd
 SD she stood ly fhr quaint rcl'cs of ,hc ablots and ro.ird Eui-hts at Gov e-dalc. v here two quaint forms guard a doorway as pcrchaucr their originals guarded some stronghold in the old H-ht'n- days bong gone. and her white gown f.u uvrr the gray stones and rl.au,d against tlc rcd and orange ua~rrtcr> u thr garden which sur rounds tle Cll walls and arches. and she wondered if hpr husband had near D. Gul-l"j hl~ sketch and whether they should stay at Nij.lchHm for a day or two or go on farther Co wcnslcycale.
 "tam rather '.r,'l of admir.ng places" she said Go hrr.c,t a little lmpatlcntly. "and then. ! newer e1u remember who lived lu the c1Stl,S ard ahhcyS. How uncomfortable tlry must have been,"
 F..a ~. ..s.Hs young bride. too- she felt sorry for having been impatient. even iu her thoughts. toward her husband. and she turned Co speak Go him with an even Swevter smile than usual on her pretty lips. for her husband was a genius In his way. a thinker and an author. and every one had cnvled her when she married him in spite of her wealth.
 An thcrc was a pltlful ring In the story pDor and nameless. but clever; beating himself Co pieces in hls eager attempts Co win fame single handed. and rich and beautiful the woman with the rairyukr figure and exquisite face who bad given the man her gold.
 And. ah. a more pitlful note still. and the man rcmembers that some one has once long ago talked of thfs very spot, with lts quaint surroundings and its old world atmosphere. in the time that might have been and Is not
 He closed his skctch6ook. with a sigh. and turned to the white robed loyellness of his wife with a murmur' ed apology for having kept her walt ing. and then together they passed down the avenue that leads to the road again.
 p,,. h,, u,os verv silent. and his wife