Omaha daily bee., 1902-05-11

so his heart sings with q kin of upfft
that is almost a chant. At the Green Dock
1t was. All, he knows the place. The proud
is taken in his own snare. He remembers
when Gregory Glendonwyn prevented the
road from running straight and level
and now his son-the breaker of homes,
the ravisher-l But walt. He must think
this out. If Rupert were dead, John Glen
donwyn would be the heir. He loved Fair
lie-his Fairlle--. But no, a thousand times
no. One of the cursed brood is enough.
Falrlie shall never be given to a Glendon-
wyn. He always hated the breed-yes-
as Joshua hated the Canaanites, so he has
hated them.
Fairlie had aid-her husband, Rupert!
Fairlie spoke ever the truth and no lie
Fairlie would not speak without knowledge,
Then not John Glendonwyn, but-could II
be-this babe, Hates b~airn-whom he had
nursed and hushed on his well-accustomed
old fathers arm that morning-he and nc
other was the heir of Cover, castle and
cottage, title and pasturage.
"Ha"-said David Glendenning, a great
thought flashing along his brain-a new
idea striking like a thunderbolt into his
soul. then shall the house Of the proud
be indeed cast down. The child OF his body
shall sit in the mansion that was his faith
er's. Kate G~lendenning's child-his grand
chlld-heir of the heritage his grandfather
flung awayI"
But, stay, not SO fast! Has 1t come to
this, David Glendenning, that you who have
never accepted a favor from any man
should take the greatest one from the son
of Gregory Glendonwyn? Bow the stub
born kneesl Kiss the extended hand OF
your houses enemyl
Sir, your SON did me the honor to blacken
the name OF my daughter-to steal her from
her father's house, to keep her concealed
for months till these gray hairs blanched
to wilderness and the soul sickened with the
deferring of hope-therefore, because you
have done these things, l, David Glenden-
ming, take with gratitude and thankfulness
the crumbs OF belated repentance that fall
from your tablet Out-begone, get thee be-
hind me. Satan! Never, by Gods grace,
shall own for me or mine any connection
with the name Of Glendonwyn-never a k
art or part with them, past. present or to
come. So help me God!
This beginning Of resolutions made
David Glendenning as he sat listening TO
the soft to and fro OF F%airlie's feet above
his head, and the heir of the ancient Glen
dowyns proclaiming his right to a yet older
heritage, that mothers milk which is the
after -solace Of the Eden sin.
There comes a knocking at the outer
door and straightaway to his feet rises the
Gray Wolf. Surely there is a CLEAN OF
strong CANNES as he lifts his grizzled upper
lip. Has the battle begun? Well, then have
at II; l will be avenged Of thee, o, mine
enemy!
David Glendenning opened the door-half
opened 1t, rather, and peered out from
under shaggy brows. On the doorstep stood
John Glendonwyn, very pale and grave. He
held out his hand, but as he did so David
slowly put his behind his back.
what would you with me or any in this
house, John Glendonwyn?" he asked, bitter
as vitriol dropping upon copper.
MAY l come in and speak with you,
sir? pleaded John, humbly.
81 will have no converse with you or
yours for ever and ever" the words came
very low, but perfectly clear 10 be under
stood; "ssy what you have to say on my
doorstep and be gone