The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-09-19

follow a good tale along through many
ingenious turns and dovetailings. This
story teller Is remarkably well equipped.
Or all the many and varied matters upon
which she touches she has particular knowl-
edge and intuitive understanding. Her
story follows the fortunes of the heirs OF
Nova Scotian sea captain who amasscd
riches in dubious ways. 1t has Its different
| scenes in Nova Scotia, Boston, Florence,
Paris, and the English country about the
| Thames.
The second chapter will very definitely
fix the readers interest. Here we have
Gilbert Clinch and Isabel Broderick con-
| ferring about the ady's husband Mrs.
Frederick, herself an artist is the wife of
another artist. millionaire Bostonian,
who is afflicted with melancholia that is |
about to pass into the stage of acute mania. |
Gilbert is young alienist marked for did, |
dinction in his profession. We do not |
mean to give away too much when we say |
that Gilbert and Mrs Broderick are the |
hero and heroine Of the story, A hand
some woman, Mrs. Broderick, in her hand
some Boston drawing room. ~The cloudy
afternoon was dim enough for the flicker
OF the freight to be visible in the corners
the silvery folds of Mrs. Broderick = gray
silk tea gown. edged here and there with
touches OF dark fur. How was it that
woman of so absolute simplicity of bearing
and aspect bore such hall mark of fashion,
Gilbert Clinch wondered as he sat opposite
to her, studying the woman with reminis-
cences Of the untidy, enthusiastic girl art
student of eight years ago Perhaps he was
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the costliness Of the perfect lines o the
silk drapery, the finished art in the careless
ness Of the loose waves of fair hair. And
the serene and dainty bearing of the society
woman; perhaps that, too, had been no less
costly an acquisition than the folds of the
! gown or the style of hair dressing" The
reader will consent more and more to the
fact Of her Vaccinations as he goes on.
They took Broderick up TO an old house
set in beautiful and solacing environ
ment on the Nova Scotia coast There
strange things came TO pass. The house
had been owned by old Jonathan Bauer
the Blue Nose sea captain. They found
In it certain things that that strenuous
and. acquisitive mariner had brought back
from his voyages to the West Indies and
South America. Capt. Bauer had carried
letters of marque in his time. and it seems
probable that he had no conscientious
scruples regarding valuable and portable
property that he found in churches. Mrs.
Broderick and her little boy and Gilbert
were in the garrett one day. Isabel stood
looking round, somewhat listlessy, on the
piles Of broken furniture. Old leather beds
!, and pillows that mark sucn hooks; but as
the boy, seized with the spirit Of play,
; dashed round the brick chimney that rose
in the middle Of the place, crying Catch
. me, mummie.' she stopped in pretended
! pursuit. There was crash from behind
the chimney, as Of something falling, and
> Isabel darted after the child. He was
standing unhurt, but dusty and bewi
dered by large square canvas that had
D fallen to the floor from where it seemed to
u have been propped up, painted side inward,
concealing an open hearth In the chimney"
1t was a picture OF the martyred ST.
4 Lawrence, apparently a Spanish work
OF time not long after Velasquez. Old
Capt Bauer had left no schedule telling
about it, but it was plainly archaic and
q valuable and would have been quite as
| suitable in q South American church as
: In the captains boreal and Lutheran garrett.
And behind the picture there figure
u which the child eagerly hailed az "dolly"
but which was really an image OF Our Lady
: of Wrath, or Virgin of the Seven Daggers,
richly bejewelled and valuable intrinsically
& and from the point of view OF the bric-a-
r. brac collector. as well as in the religious
?. eye Mrs. Broderick was all delighted
8 curiosity az she knelt before it, wipng Off
h the dust as she had done with the st. Law
o renee Just then ray Of late afternoon
l. sunshine, piercing the fog struck In hori-
II zontally at the left window. It's silver!'
n she exclaimed with joy.
"'Our lady born smiling ana smart,
= With pink gauze gown all spangeS, and
u Seven swords stuck In her heart
X "'Oh, but look" Gilbert, too, had seen
IS the marvellous sight Of the line of green
It fire that answered the ray Of sunshine as
n her hand passed over the dust on the border
u of the long robe. Quickly she brushed
n over the surface, and then drew back to
70 gaze in amazement. The line Of green
p stones ran right round the robe and up the
W front to where its folds were gathered in
% one hand. Each hilt of the seven daggers
20 in the breast was OF rubies, and over the
n head lowered an open crown Of diamonds
Besides this it was evident, even to Gilbert
y that the workmanship was Of the best Renais.
ID sance period Old Capt, Bauer knew what
D. sort Of cargo it was worth while to bring
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