New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-08-16

20 see the river, ran al once ~ IL -,
,oo5ed out. An. what view! 1 stood 1ascl-
mated till the wild north wind drove me ~ ie''
tr haste The great river was as piue DIS
sr,hire and the turbulent wind had whipped
a. 49,, .anprv foann-capped waves. Broad ana
.,asee+io il flowed grandly southwark TO JOIN
tbe sea. obeying tidal laws without nervous
hurry II satisfied and half cured me OF my
boresick longing for the sea.
rr,a ornosite banks backed by fine hills.
seemed very far away To the south, over the
mass Of trees which shut out the view, caught
3 glimpse Of a dark. straight line against the
bo~izon-the Palisades. Close beneath my north
window a stretch Of lawn ended in a belt OF
woodland beyond which, on the summit of
gentle er1inence two lofty gray stone towers
~bozyed themselves above a mass of trees. These
I recognized as Beverley Towers, and knew I
was looking AT the home of Richard Thorpe's
Dncle-and Of Nemesis.
E!ghgrove Hall was SO buried in its encircling
woods that I was thankful for my room in the
third story where I had outlook over the
river. The lower rooms were completely shut
in. Wishing 10 see more, determined TO go
6ovu 10 the river, and as it was but T. and
breakfast would not be ready till 8, 1 had
plenty Of time. Stealing softly downstairs,
saw the butler standing before the front door
which he had evidently just opened Under his
arm he carried a buster, and his long. slim per-
son was enveloped in a long white apron.
Il covered him almost completely and was
fastened by a great number Of narrow, white
strings. AS I crossed the hall he was gazing.
with an air of gloomy abstraction, at the antics
OF young rnastif on the road before the house.
The big puppy was numbering around and
around in pursuit of it's tail. with ear
nestuess conical ecough.
Good morning. I said, not knowing whether
d
oh" he said, turning. so it's you, Miss
Dean. Good morning! Just look at that purp!
Amt he a fool! 4 great, big dorg. two years
old next May! 1 should think he'd be ashamed
nj himselG Therein deep tragic tones.--as
ane puppy, having succeeded, was brought sud
denly to sitting posture and tapped dlsmaly
over the pain his teeth had inflicted
'There-I knew he'd be sorry if he done it!
DoI's an awful silly creature, and his mothers
IS wise as wise"
1 tried TO comfort the foolish, jolly young
dog who advanced TO meet me wagging the
bitten tail and looking absurdly sheepish and
Belf-c6nscious.
Where is his mother?' I asked
The butler. strolling to the veranda edge
watched me as I petted the mastiff and tried to
avoid the long pink tongue thrust out 10 lick
my face.
Shes in the stable. It's Peggy, the one I
the puppy-'1s called Don. His name is Don
Jew-Anne-Don June. some folks pernounce it,
I'm told-but no one calls him that and no
wonder. It's a queer heathenish name Spanish
they say
What am to call YOU" I asked, Claude or
Ranarty?"
You may suit yourself Miss Dean'-he spoke
solemnly, it was evidently matter of impor-
Fance- The Boss calls me Rafarty. He says
Claude and Melnotte are too absurd for a butler
They romantic"-he folded his arms and
looked melanchoIy-"but my mother is romantic
6ome-ladies Of my acquaintance-think it suits
me rather well" He arranged his curl on his
forehead and sighed.
Very well, thea. / viii call YOU Claude"
Thank you Miss Dean; you are very con-
Eiderate and kind"
moment OF silence followed; then exclaino-
sng. "Lordy! It wants whole hour rim break
fast! Just wait here a minute, Miss Dean"
Claude hurried away, returning almost imn,e-
olateiy' nearing tray sloft on his outspread
hand, after the wonderful fashion ~ -
On the tray was pitcher Of milk and . 49,
An empty stummick's 4 bad thing" ba cats
specially if you're thinkin' of = stro, e.
you better drink a glass Of milk It's uho+
you call fresh from the cow II nab. -.
Eickish, myself but most folks seen, IN ILL. = -
II was g kindly action and Vas grateful c.
might Don have been had he been a11o-s
DIP his black muzze into the glass hr+ rls,,zo
politely warded him of with the toe 90 -
highly polished shoe While drinking H. In,
looked about me with much interest r..
thing. hidden in mist the day before. now stc,.z
80 clearly in the early morning sunshine p,t
even sunshine could not make Highgrove Han ~,
Us surroundings look cheerful, because Of -
cehse WOODS which closed in. dark and innane
Ha"ie. scarce a stones throw from the house
To my left rose the high brick wall of the gor
den. and beyond. almost buried in trees +bo
stables and gardeners house
Little Of the northwest wind racing At q,,oh -
mad pace down the river. penetrated 70 +ba
Fersnda Of the Hall. The tops Of the trace
fustled finely, but the leaves the underhr,,sb
scarcely stirred. The air was cold and n,,ra
what there Of it. but longed for the rust,
C. the wind had felt choked ever Since lao,,
ing Long Island
Ny amt it chilly" said my COMPANION
ehiTering. Who'd think twas June II ,,o,.ro
going TO the river. Miss Dean. you'd better .s1,o
q ~rap Of some sort I'll run and get Won ora -
you say the word" I thanked him. but de-
eiined, saying the exercise would keep me var,
Al the mention of a walk Don pricked nm h;a
ears and asked 10 go along. and of this Glance
approved There's g precious lot of trarnns j.
these diggin's and though Don June is notbin,
but a purp. still"-eying the big creature dis
passionately-"he don't show at first sight v,ba.
q everlastin' fool he is. He looks ferce-ves
his appearance Is awfully ferocious. and appear
snees is the main thing, after all, these days"
am fond Of dogs and was glad of Don's com
pany- Together we crossed the short lawn. and
araversing thicket Of frs which topped the
weep bank above the river, found a sight of
sk<{s 5YEtea led Down 20 the railroad fxt ck ana