The Saint Paul globe., 1904-12-16
i HI e p OT-B OlLER
BY LLOYD WILLIAMS

| loidHiptOu nlIHSelI, ana Sne was De-
sides thoroughly unaffected, simple
minded girl. But enormous wealth of
the self-made order has it's RESPONSE
bilities.. Sir George Chalmers had
risen from the proverbial half crown
| some say less-to the aforementioned
dazzling sum, and picked up baro-
netcy on the way. He was, in fact,
very decent old fellow. and above all
rldiculously fond of his daughter.
But he had very clear conviction
as to her duty in the matrimonial mar
I ket. he had accumulated wealth. In
/ generation or two the Chalmers OF
his day would belong to the landed-
gentry of England, as matter of
course. He would no longer belong to
the nOuveaux riches, and it was the
| duty Of every Chalmers worthy of the
name to add something to the luster
| of the family irrespective of his own
| private wishes. Having no brother,
Lucy must perpetuate the glories orig
mated by her father, for her husband
would be required to assume Chalmers
| as name, and the girl had been
| taught to feel this responsibility as a
real duty
Consequently Brampton and Lucy
understood from the first that their
case was practically hopeless. They
made no par rticular secret of their af-
fection, for Sir George had no dislike
! for the young man himself, and was
wise enough not to oppose his daugh-
/ ter's "admirer" so long as the family
| duty was perfectly understood
My dear old Brampton," the girl
had said when he proposed for the
| twenty-setenth time, you know what
my feelings are, but what can / do2 i
1 suppose it's awfully unTeroic of me,
but l would no more think of marrying
| a man to whom the old dad objected
Il
! to whom I objected myself"
Perhaps he will come round some
1 day" said Brampton.
Perhaps so,' she said with a. visit
| full smile.
Women have more patience and 1t
must be admitted more common sense
| in these matters. She was very fond
/ of Brampton and was certain that ais
! his wife she would have been extremely
happy, but she also saw that it was not
| to be.
1 In the interim they had a very good
| time. They wrote as many letters as
/ they liked, and when Sir George
| brought the girls up to town he was
! quite satisfied for them to spend the
afternoon with the young men after d
morning in Bond street.
1t was while the four young people
We're setting at tea that the house,
Il
ugliness- announced a gentleman.
| II suppose must see who it Is" said
/ Brampton.
He strolled out into the studio where
| his visitor awaited him and found 1t
was Sir George Chalmers himself, who
1 had finished his business earlier than
he anticipated.
you are just in time for cup OF
4 tea, SIR said Brampton with the
1 h lot fn fho fot nf
the girl he wanted to marry.
The old man paid no attention to the
welcome nor to the outstretched hand
/ What do you mean by that pic
ture?' he asked, pointing to the pot
] boiler.
THAT? oh, that is just little fam
cy picture" said Brampton.
He was somewhat astoniShed at the
question because hitherto Sir George
had declined to take any interest in his
work, having no fancy for the rub
bish.''
Eyes, yes,'- said the old fellow testi-
| ly. But what put the idea into your
head? What does the picture repre-
sent? What do you mean by it?' S.
ST call it The New Road" said
Brampton.
The old man looked at him with a
/ kind Of fierce surprise. But the farms:
house." he said. Where is it2~~-W hat
lis it's name ?"
THAT is More farm, near Mary
/ Tavy," said Brampton with smile. IT
was born there. When I was in Dew
/ onShire last year / made a sketcfaof
/ the old place and the other day, when
] I wanted a subject for a potboiler l
used it." A'sr-+s
/ "You were born there" muttered Sir
| George. But who is the young man
| lying asleep, and why do you call it
The New Road?'" -
| ssThe true history OF the picture is
| this said Brampton. Soon after my
mother and father married, and before
was born, q young man was found
! one morning asleep under the apple
| tree just outside the orchard. He was
/ half starving and in rags. My mother,
! who never allowed a stranger to go
| away empty, took him in, tubbed him
/ and clothed him, fixed him UP with
/ square breakfast and sent him away
rejoicing. Before he left the young fell
low told her his story. He had got
/ himself into an ugly scrape in London
gone to the bad in fact-and had run
away OF course, she gave him a
straight talk-you know what women
1 are sir" Brampton cleared his throat
| hastily, 'and made him promise to go
| home and make clean breast of it.
| What suggested the title?" asked
SlI O6OFSo Dlulitly- II
| "a whimsical notion of my own"
said Brampton. when my mother
! had finished with him she put him on
| his road, for he had lost his bearings
! She took him to the door and told him
to go to the right by the new road over
| the hill. It is a fantastic idea, but /
! took 1t as my title. OF course nobody
will ever know exactly what I meant
by it, though your daughter gave a
very shrewd guess at the general
meaning"
Sir George looked at the picture for
few minutes with blinking eyes while
Brampton watched him in silence.
would you care to hear the rest Of
that story?" the old man asked.
II should. indeed, SIR
THAT lad left the farm with the kiss
of a good woman on his cheek and the
blessing of God in his ears, and he kept
his word and went home" said Sir
George in low voice. His own moth
er wept over him and his father
i fogged him heartily for a skulking
young thief, and between them they
made man Of him. Afterward he
went to America and prospered well
enough, and when he returned to Eng
land he even came to some honor
The old man had mentioned no
names, and Brampton, with rare tact,
was equally silent.
"The end of the story justifies my
title, SIR was all he said.
"Curiously enough" added Sir