Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1902-11-10
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the window of her bedroom. There
were people hurrying to and fro; the
tall chimneys were smoking, showing
that work was going on; there was
the distant murmur and roar of the
city; she saw men and women with
eager faces, who were evidently bent
on business. 'The peOple!" And
what had she to do with them? She
did not even belong to them. What
had she in common with those tired
looking, dirty, poorly-dressed men
and women who crowed the streets?
Nothing. Why then give her life to
them or for them? She must tell her
father that all his plans for her were
more than vain. He would be at
home in the afternoon; Hettie would
be present, and then she could speak
to him plainly on the subject.
The afternoon was close, heavy, and
dull. Out of doors the atmosphere
was oppressive-in the house there
was warmth without brightness; and
Leah Ray, with dull pain at her
heart, stood awaiting her fathers re-
turn-waiting to tell him that she
never could and never would become
what he wished her to be.
"He will be terribly angry she
said to Hettie; 'but l had better die
at once than live on in agony, as
should do, Hettie, were l to accede to
his plans. While talk to him, pray
that I may be delivered from this fur
mace of fire."
1t was late when Martin Ray re-
termed. He was not in the most
amiable of moods; something had
gone wrong among the delegates, and
he was ruffled and angered.
"Give me my dinner" he said,
brusquely; and the two girls FASTENED
to serve him. Mind" he added, half
fiercely, to his eldest daughter"
that you study we'll today. l must give
you a lesson this evening; last night
you did not seem so willing as
should like to have seen you. Under
stand that there is to be no Sinking;
you must do what l wish"
LEAH" said Hettie, trembling, edo
not speak to him tonight-he is angry,
you see; wait until tomorrow"
mo; could not rest another hour"
her sister replied.
She might not be a modern Judith,
but she was resolute, firm and de-
termined.
''The Voice of the people" had dined
we'll; he had taken up the only con-
ISOLATION that never failed him-his
newspaper; and Leah, looking paler
and more determined than she had
ever looked before, went up to him.
At that very moment a carriage
rolled up the street and stopped at
their door; then came a loud peal at
the bell, which the little drudge of
the house, with very black face ana
hands, fastened to answer. They
heard a loud, peremptory voice asking
if Martin Ray was at home, and the
girls answer, Eyes"
"Give him this" said the same
voice, and tell him that I am waiting
waiting you understand
who can this be-" observed Mar
tin with a wondering look at his
daughters. The little maid solved the
mystery by appearing with a card.
HE says he's waiting" she half
whispered, with a nod of her head
towards the door.
Martin Ray took up the card and
read: General Sir Arthur Hatton,
K. G. B."
'Sir Arthur Hatton?" he MUIR
INJURED. Il know no such name.
Hatton?" Then memory suddenly
awakened. Was not Doris Hatton the
name of the only woman he had ever
loved, and who had died because he
was not what she believed him to be?
Sir Arthur Hatton? 1t must be some
relative of hers, and of the proud
father who had died without forgiving
his only daughter for marrying him
Then he Remembered that his wife had
spoken more than once of a soldier
brother away in India. ASK the
gentleman to walk in" he said to the
servant; and the next minute General
Sir Arthur Hatton was ushered in.
At sight of the two beautiful faces
he uncovered his head and bowed low.
'Are you Martin Ray, demagogue
and agitator?" he asked.
Il am Martin Ray" replied the
master of the house.
81 am General Hatton, the brother
of the unfortunate lady whom you
stole from her home"
what is your business with me?*'
asked Martin Ray.
81 want the satisfaction, first of all,
of speaking my mind to you; and,
secondly, wish to know what has be-
come of my sisters children
Hatred famed in both faces as the
Two men looked at each other; hatred
flashed from their eyes.
Il have not asked you to my
house." said Martin Ray; nor do
wish to see you here. State your
business quickly, and BECOME"
CHAPTER VII.
1t was an impressive scene. The
fine, tall figure of the officer was