Omaha daily bee., 1902-05-25

own vain glory. He, Gregory Glendonwyn,
would pay them their wages and they
should so.
Then II was that Duncan Grierson
bowed himself before his master with the
ceremony Of an Oriental and after that
promptly erected himself and looked the
laird Of Cover in the face with the spirit
Of a Scottish free man.
mo, MIR. Glendonwyn." he said. mot
like stranger dogs will we be driven from
the doors we have entered so long. We
are all good servants with our characters
to look to and these men have wives and
families. which 1 thank God l have not.
We will serve you faithfully to the limits
Of our notices-I myself for a month and
the others for six months, according to
their agreements. During that time we
will abstain from any declaration Of our
sentiments and from attendance on ordi-
nances according to the way that our con-
sciences approve"
your conscience. Grierson," sneered his
master, "of a truth It must have been
growing in tenderness during these last
daysi"
The old man bowed his head.
81 thank God l have tried to make
amends for some Of the Ill l have DONE
he said. You have a right to cast that
up to me. sir. But at least my future shall
not copy my past. / have learned so much
from Mr.. John"
"silencel'' shouted Mr.. Glendonwyn, "If
you name that name in this house l will
knock you ~down-aye, II you could claim
100 years service instead Of fifty. And az
for the rest Of you'll will deal with you
tomorrow morning-that is, l and Mr.. In
-ol1a w., .A.n 49,. INk~zN.- nj NA1 IAk-
erty you like to exercise your religious du-
ties according to your consciences. but II
get my way you shall have some way to
travel in order to do It. You can CO."
All which things and many others, slight
but infinitely CALLING to a pround and ar
bitrary man, worked like fire in the veins
Of Gregory Glendonwyn. He would once
for all make an end OF his son. AS a
means to an end be set out with his new
friend and man Of business, Mr.. Christie
pher ingalls,, to call upon David Glenden-
ming and his daughters.
Little was said by the way. Mr.. Glen
donwyn was full of his intention. and as for
Mr.. ingalls,, he was engaged in estimating
what this new connection would be worth
to his frm-enough. he thought. being a
pushing man. to buy out Sharp and Smart,
who were both oldish men and would be
content to retire to one of these estates OF
a few thousand country acres each, OF
which there were SO many just now in the
market-and especially in the hands Of
such clever practitioners as Messrs. Sharp,
Smart and ingalls,, Writers to the signet.
So In the clear, sifted a light of a June
forenoon when the clouds were like a semi
globe of ground glass, these two gentlemen
walked into the blue double leaf of David
n - 49,
knocked firmly and determinedly thereon
with the knob Of his cane. 1t had a gold
| knob and was fully as we'll known in the
parish as the owner himself.
The Flower Cot was gay and brilliant as
ever with %geraniums and s%lipperwort Of
strange, uncanny shapes, speckled and ring
streaked like tropic fruits. The air was
delicate with lilac, white and purple, and
Fairlie's white roses clambered over all.
"A sweet place" said the lawyer. looking
about him. Yours Of course, Mr.. Glen
donwyn?"
But the master Of Cover Castle did not
reply to the ill-omened query. He was
looking rather anxiously about. He
knocked the second time without receiving
an answer. Did the Glendennings mean to
deny themselves to him? Or, worst Of all
for his present purpose. had they carried
his own former directions and gone away?
But no--at the third application of the
gold knoll to the blistered panel there
came forth from a low door, variously
streaked in blue and orange and scarlet, a
tall man with gray locks of hair about his
face. which escaped, oddly enough, from
underneath the fat paper cap he wore, aud
the strangest eyes, looking out from under
shaggy brows, which were in their turn
subject to the strangest twitchings. This
gaunt figure, hollow of cheek and fiery OF
eye, moved quickly along till the bony
arms and multi-scarred hands, the shoulder
slightly stopped and the threatening mill
tant countenance were interposed between
Gregory G~lendonwyn and the creeper-hung
door of the Flower Cot at which he had
been knocking.
"You are Mr.. David Glendenning7" said
Gregory Glendonwyn, lifting his hat po.
litely.
II ami" replied the threatening figure
with grim brevity, without returning th'
salutation.