Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-05-10

| girls piano Is in its own corner. Fairlie
can see the dust on it from where she
stands. All the familiar sights nerve her
for what she has to say. The Old Gray
Wolf watches her keenly. The unspoken
question on his face written plain to be
| read.
Yes. father" she has caught and an
swered it. but he is dead. Her husband,
| Rupert Glendonwyn, is dead
Thank God!' said David. the carpenter.
| not In anger, but with light in his eyes
beyond telling in words:
rs dead" repeated Fairlie mechanically.
| He was killed last night at the Green
| Dock bridge. John was with him. His
| father also at the last. myself have seen
him lie dead in the hall of Castle Cover.
1t was John who brought me to the corner
| OF the road. And now, let me go to Kate.
| knew in my heart that she would find her
| way homer
She goes upstairs, where in the little
| hushed familiar chamber is the babe and
the mother Of the babe. David Glendin-
| ming, with his chin bowed on his breast,
sits thinking. His hands are clasped be-
| tween his knees. He hears above him
| moving of quiet feet-then a sharp cry,
suddenly checked-then a prolonged whis-
1t very gently.
| Thank God.' he says for the third time
| that day. Kate is awake. She is sobbing
her heart out on her sisters breast. So far
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| rupert, her husband. How will it be when
she knows that he is dead? David is wise,
put ne cannot answer that question.
Wen. at any rate. however that may be bet
ter 1t is than that he should on any terms be
| alive. And there comes a hard bitter ex-
| preston over the countenance of the Old
| Gray Wolf. What shall be done to those
| who have tried to rob and dishonor-to
| at castle Cover. the proud father pacing
the nall alone with the dead-and his soul
exults.
Babylon the Great has talents fallen"
SO his heart sings with a kind of uplift that
is almost a chant At the Green Dock il
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 raw
1sher-. But wait He must think this out
III Rupert were dead John Glendonwvn
would be the heir. He loved Fairlie-his
rairne-- But no, a thousand times no.
One of the cursed brood is enough Fairlie
snail never be given to a Glendonwyn. He
always mated the breed-yes-as Joshua
mated the Canaanites, so he has hated
them.
Fairlie had said-her husband Rupert,
Fairiie spoke ever the truth and no lie
fa1rlle would not speak without KNOWLEDGE
Ihen not John Glendonwyn but-but-coud
1t be-this babe, Rates bairn-whom he
mad nursed and hushed on his well-accus-
toned old fathers arm that mornine-he
and no other was the heir of Cover castle
ana cottage, title and pasturage
"Ha'- said David Glendinning, a great
, ,s ASKING along his bran-a new
Idea striking like a thunderbolt into his
soul, then shall the house of the proud
De indeed cast down. The child of his
BODY should sit in the mansion that was
his fathers. Kate Glendinnings child. his
grandchildren of the heritage his grand
father flung away!
But stay. not SO fast! Has it come to
this. David Glendinnng, that you who
nave never accepted favor from any man
should take this greatest one from the son
of Gregory Glendonwyn? Bow the stub
born knees! Kiss the extended hand of
your houses enemy
Sir, your son did me the honor to blacken
the name of my daughter-to steal her
from her fathers house, to keep her con-
cealed for months till these gray hairs
blanched to wilderness and the soul sicken-
ed with the deferrng of hope-therefore
because you have done these things I.
David Glendnning, take with gratitude
and thankfuiness the crumbs of belated re-
penfance that fail from your table! Out
BECOME. get thee behind me, Satan. Never
by Gods grace, shall l own for me or
mine any connection with the name of
Glendonwyn-never take art or part with
tEem past, present or to come. So help
me. God,'
This beginning of resolutions made Da-
Vid Glendinning as he sat listening to the
soft TO and fro of Fairies feet above his
head. and the heir of the ancient Glen
older heritage, that mothers milk which
is the after-solace of the Eden sin.
There comes knocking to the outer
door. and straightway to his feet rises the
Gray Wolf. Surely, there is a CLEAN Of
strong CANNES as he lifts his grizzled up
per lip. Has the battle begun. Well. then,
have at it; l will be avenged of thee, oh,
mine enemy
David Glendinning opened the door-half
opened it. 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.
house. John Glendonwyn?' he asked, bit
ter as vitriol dropping upon copper.
May ] come in and speak with you,
sir?" pleaded John, humbly.
Il will have no converse with you or
yours for and ever" the words came
very low, but perfectly clear to be under
stood: say what you have to say on my
doorstep and be gomez
My brother was killed last night" said
John Glendonwyn. but before he died he
told me that your daughter-your eldest
daughter was his wife and that"
THAT he had robbed the poor man al his
gate Kissed David Glendnning, with a
concentrated hatred, slow and calm.
Taken his neighbor's eve lamb at un-
awares-this he told you ere he went to his
own place-well-what more?'
He bade me care for her. 1-promised
him that l would" stammered John Glen
donwyn, who had come unprepared for
such an attitude the part of Fairlie's
father.
Il thank ye, John Glendonwyn-kndly l
thank YET" the words of the Gray Wolf
were few and bitter, but my daughter
needs neither care nor succor-least of ali
from one of your name. From you and
yours, l and mine claim nothing, will re-
ceiye nothing Go your ways! That is the
gate of my dwelling. See that you do not
again cast your shadow across it. That is
ali ask from you and yours OF marriage
and heirship, care, protection. compensa-
tion-all your fine phrases l reck not
jot am the man that was robbed. but L
have gotten mine own again. And by the
Lord 1 will keep it! Get forth from me be-
fore 1 lift the broad AK to ye, John Glen
donwyn.
But" argued John, standing his ground
like the valiant man he was. Il ask for
Justice I am not my brothers keeper. His
errors are not mine, nor their consequences.
l have told you that l love Fairlie Giendin-
ming sole in all the world hold myself
bound in honor to your daughter. Though
l have never spoken word of love TO her,
and from my lips, at leasD she knows not
~, I ln1-a hnr Vet mott har my