The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-09-02
Everything must be realized,
.wynne - ca Id Elaannr firmly

Court. Not only the houses but the fur
niture belongs to you"
II shall give up all have
my dear girl
Don't try to dissuade me. Mr.. Gwynne,
for it is not of the slightest use. have
decided what shall do"
Mr.. Gwynne looked at the face OF the
girl and saw not only decision but firm
determination written there.
Il suppose some people would say 1T
was the right thing to do but in matters
Of business"
please don't talk to me about matters
Of business. I do not care to know what
business is or is not. I am contented to
do what feel is right and honorable. I"
II applaud your sentiments, but let us
be practicable at the same time. If you
carry out your intention of giving up
everything you possession which action,
permit me to say, I don't believe the
creditors will be in the least grateful
how are you going to liver"
Take a situation, I suppose
Every easily said, but when the pinch |
comes you'll find that for every situation
that is going a hundred other young
ladies like yourself will be struggling
for it,"
Il suppose SO, but must take my
chance"
Eleanor's courage and GOODNESS amazed
Mr.. Gwynne. If he had known all that
was passing in the girls mind he would
have been still more astonished. Eleanor
we'll knew her fathers ambition to get
back every inch of land, every stick and
| stone that had belonged to the Tremaine
| family in the days Of their prosperity.
He had succeeded, and had practically
! been cut off, in the hour of his triumph.
| Strange as 1t may seem, the thought
flashed thru Eleanor's mind that it was
a mercy he was spared this blow. Yet
had he been alive 1t might not have hap
pered-he was so energetic, SO masterful,
| 50 full Of resource. How singular was
destiny! The labor Of a lifetime, which
had resulted in placing Hugh Tremaine
in the proud position for which he had
yearned, was swept away, and here was
she-the last Of her race-penniless.
You must do everythin for me in this
crisis. I am perfectly ignorant of what
are the proper steps to take. I feel as
if could say to the creditors all I have
belongs to you; take it, and let me go in
peace" ....>-... . ...,.
REST assured, my dear young lady,
that you will be spared as much trouble
as possible. But you have had enough
bad news from me to-day, so I will say
good-bye.'
With the knowledge which Eleanor had
so recently gained concerning her father
| fresh in her ind, she approached the old
gentleman who had already taken his
hat with the intention Of departing, and
gently laid her fingers on his arm
"Mr. Gwynne,'' said she, earnestly,
"you knew my father well-years-yeals
ago?" s.- :.-r52t. -<,
yes"
HE often talked to you about his af-
fairs, didn't hep
Not Of late, my dear. There was
lapse Of ten years in our friendship When
met your. father accidentally after he
had set up in business in the city, tho
we were heartily glad to see each other
the old boyish confidence which existed
4 between us had Disappeared - -.
All, but up to the time Of his leaving
England you were great friends?" she
, ! cried her lips trembling with excite
ment. :.
I'VE were the closest Of friends he
| returned, emphatically.
Dear Mr.. Gwynne you must not 70
until You have answered my questions.
have been spending some hours in the
British Museum and have been reading
, thru the Cornish newspapers of thirty
years ago.
She stopped suddenly and fixed her eyes
on the face Of Amos Gynne. The old gem
tleman had not the first qualification of
, the d1plomatist-namely, perfect command
over the features. His face betrayed not
only surprise but disquietude.
You must have found your task weary
one?" he forced himself to say.
Yes, 1T was weary, but I'm glad went
thru IT, MIR. Gwynne, you knew all about
the mystery which surrounded my fathe,
and the man called David Lattimer?'
why rake up that old story?''
; Because am determined to know
n everything have vital reasons for it
\ nave read every line concerning the &C.
o cusations made against my father, bu
there is so much left untold. am sur,
: you knew everything. Am not right?'
q Your father Is dead" he answered, Ii
r a low voice, land there Is no harm now |,
o admitting to you, his daughter, that
know as much of that sad affair as Hugl
e Tremaine himself
d You must tell me-" she cried, excitedly
Is Who as the third person spoken Of s.
8. He paused before answering, and the1
l. said, hesitatingly: THAT person, my dea
g girl. was-your mother"
st My mother she cried, almost recoil
Ie Ing. What had she to do with it?''
" Nothing directly, it is true: but in
: directly 1t was for her sake that Hug
n Iremane refused to say that which woul
1t have cleared him. Your mother .Doroth
N Penrlce and David Lattimer were, II no
If sWeethearts at least engaged to be mar
q. ried. David Lattiner was a fellow O
e logged persistency and had forced hi
# attentions on Miss Penrice SO strenuousl
r. that, persuaded by her mother, and he
opposition weakened by Lattiner's re
peated refusals to take mo- for an answe,
~ she at last, reluctantly promised to MARI
him. She was girl Of considerabl
:. beauty"
- II always thought mother was the hand
- soonest woman ever saw" broke in Flea
~ nor. 1mpulsively. When she was youn
she must have been divine
70 7 see her reflection In her daughter,
40 40 said the old gentleman with a COURT
=. DOW. But am not going to waste an
" compliments on you because I believe vo
We despise all that nonsense. Well. yol
mother, who 7 may say in passing. tn
e. lowly born, was well educated and refine
pc far too refined for q miners wife-ws
II secretly In love with your father: bur +
~, had never approa ched her on the subiec
ny and never did she dream that but for ii
s common rurnor that David Lattimer ".
au her sweetheart he would have opened h
heart to her. Many time had he to
le- me how he would give anything II 81
re- were free and would marry him He SOM
times had an idea that she looked ,lnr
'ss him with favor, but he was far too no,
!, ga !, CRADLE to make any advances while
!. knew David. Lattimer was her promis,
10, husband"
N Amos Gwynne paused for moment a,
yer gazed pityingly at the girl, who, leani,
no forward in an attitude Of unconscio
lot grace, was taking in every word wi
TO breathless attention.
ar (To be continued tomorrow
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