The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1904-08-30
"A BLUESTOCKINC;,
ROMANCE q REALITY,
BY Miss ANNIE EDWARDS.

talk, what were the facts prominently
shown2sNOt, certainly, that all human
effort, especially that of gentlemen EN-
igrants In the Southern States OF Ameri-
ca, must, Of hidden necessity, prove
fruitiess; that mans destiny is born
with him; may just as well be met
with folded as with uplifted hands;
and that happy accident, a turn or
luck. was as likely to befall one here
in the Channel Islands as in Virginia
rather likelier. This was what he
sought to prove. The things he laid
bare in all their deformity were-the
weak, devitalized brain, the faulty as
Eociations, the perplexed dependency,
born Of self-indulgence, alcohol and
nicotine, Of Mr.. Barry Chester.
BY the time he finished even Aunt
Hosie's cheeks were dyed with flush
Of honest shame. Miss Theodore sat
more severely upright upon the edge Of
her chair than ever. Old Isabella Van
sittart (primed beforehand with few
Of the Tupperian sentiments commonly
used as stalking horses in family con
tentions) uttered the axiom Conduct
is Fate" opening her eyes as she spoke
with the stony blank Wilderness of Ill
suppressed sleep, full upon Barry Ches.
ter's face.
Eyes. Conduct! That is the word, =
said Miss Theodore, preparing to hit
closer and harder than before. 'Pur-
sue fortune, if you WILL our lamehted
papa used to say to his children, but
remember that there is something
more fortunate than fortune. more
successful than success. Conduct
10 what strange uses are dead mems
aphorisms put! Spendthrift, genial,
open-handed George Vansittart quoted
as a promulgator of copybook moral
tyI GAS for accident, no one but an
imbecile," continued Theodore, holly,
would ever speculate upon the acci-
dents Of life. A happy turn Of luckl
If any turn Of luck befall You, Mr..
Chester, It win be FOR the worse. You
may rely on that
He muttered some Of the old fulfill
ties about horse breeding. IF one could
rent few acres Of moorland here on
Quernec Common, even the little Nor
man horses--a ready market in Eng
land-"
But Miss Theodore put him down
brislzly.
Horse :breedingl In an island that
you might cover with Union Jackl A
man might as well talk Of making a
fortune by oyster beds on Salisbury
Plain. Have you ever in your life
made money by horses? Have you
ask it honestly, Mr.. Chester have
you gained either in reputation or
pocket by your connection with the
turf your steeplechases, trotting
matches and paper hunts since you
married DaphneT
1t was poisoned dart. The Miss
Vansittarts had a wide acquaintance
(Aunt Hosie among the working, Miss
Theodore among the ornamental or
useless class in the island. And from
every side stories had reached them
of Mr.. Barry Chester's sporting trans
actions. Stories of after-dinner bets,
repudiated when he was sober; Of sus-
picions of foul play between himself
and the other gentlemen" riders; Of
ignoble quarrels; Of yet more ignoble
feconciliations. Ugly stories, all OF
them!
II just don't mean to stand this sort
of cross-questioning, he exclaimed,
with a rising temper. 'dy money is
my own, to do as I choose with. and
nj regards my debts Of honor =
"Honorl' interrupted Theodore. "Oh,
| think, sir, the less we say on that
subject the better When you married
Daphne, such money as she possessed
was given into your hands," This was
true. Daphnes fortune, amounting
poor child. to between two and three
hundred pounds, had been made over
unreservedly to Mr.. Chester. on the
condition that it should furnish forth
his wife's colonial outfit. lyon told us
then, on your honor that it was your
intention to settle in Virginia; that
your capital
"And suppose have found out that
settling in Virginia. that all settling
is a mistaken" he retorted "As tc
my capital
Mr., Chester raised his eyebrows
folded his arms. and. glancing up al
the low-raftered ceiling, gave a sup
pressed kind of whistle. He had, Ii
truth, reached the stage of reckless
ness at which man will fain "let the
tow gang wi the bucket" Even the