New-York tribune., 1904-09-02

which nature and art could bring to bear upon
It. II was not one of those new places which are
carefully made to look old. II was an old place
which looked every day Of its age. But it had
grown old gracefully. Its warm red bricks
glowed with ruddy health Its roof like thu
head of a weIl-preserved old man. showed white
here and there in its tiles. It's Elizabethan
windows and doorwsys had heen patched, and
its terrace steps showed the signs Of countless
feet long since at rest. Almost black with age.
Its yews. cut into hundred quaint shapes. and
it's elms. trick branched and wrinkIed grouped
themselves round II like elderly relatives The
young life in the beds and in the rosery bIazed
with color, and the lawn. as green as the cloth
or billiard table. and fiat. stretched from it's
feet 10 the edge of the river Beyond these
things. the fell warmly upon everything,
and birds sang their little songs and bees
hummed A chorus. and would have thought
that peace and content reigned there in placid
partnership.
One would have been wrong Everywhere
there was an air Of suppressed anxiety. For 1t
ST. Swithns Day
Consequently, Mrs. Thorverton's father old
Lord Thuxtou. read uuinteIligtbIe details of cy-
clonic disturbances in his daily paper with that
look OF patient suffering always 70 be seen on
the face Of habituaI acrostic solvers. Captain
swaythIing threw collection OF vivid cushions
ancient gardener. who was brushing stray rose
leaves off the right lawn, eyed a small cloud 10
the west suspiciously, while the actors and ac-
tresses. who have made Maidenhead almost too
much their own. passed by IN gaudy canoes and
highly ornate launches armed to the teeth with
mackintoshes and umbrellas.
The only person IN the ThOryertous' house
party who wore an expression which was en-
tirely happy and uncoucerned was WiIrnot Ry-
ton. the celebrated author who was reading a
column and a half of violent abuse Of his latest
book. The New Morality" in a Nonconforrnist
daily paper with very natural delight.
Winifred sturry. IN delicious white frock,
suddenly stopped behind his chair Between
her beautiful eyebrows there was an anxious
pucker. Without word TO Ryton she began to
blow fluffy headed weed earnestly,
1T will. it won't. It will. It won't. it.
Ryton dropped his paper and turned his chair
round TT VIII won't what. pIease?' he
asked curiousIy
"s-s-s-ah!' she whispered You mustn't
breathe a word yet. or 7 shall forget where 7
am She blew again 1T win It won't. It
will
1T won't" said Ryton tantaIizingIy. I'm
certain It won't"
Winifred Sturry deigned to take no notics
'Tt WON'T
1T wiu-Tn certain It Will"
She blew the last tiny piece or 1ufS away. TT
wtll!' she cried. with horror in her voice. oh
isn't that too dreadful for words? What will
poor Mr.. Thorverton say when tell him? And
did try so hard to make it stop at 1t won't'T'
She flung the weedless stalk away with a gest-
ure OF despair
Ryton made a dash at the stalk. captured It
and held it tight. He then silently offered his
chair to the girl who, he had owned to himself
for some time was. so far he was concerned,
the only girl the world contained
with the utter callousness Of a man who knows
his world. "is likely 10 affect Jacks health. why
not tell him that it did stop at 1t WON'T
Miss StUrry darted at him look Of shocked
surprise. Tell lie, do you mean
Ryton assumed an air OF righteous indignation
My dear Miss Sturry. you surely don't think
that should ask you or even suggest to you to
do such criminal thingI hate lying mere
" threw out hint that. II you think Jack Is
wise plan for you TO pursue Is not TO tell It
10 him"
But what is the difference between telling
lie and not telling the truth"
I think you have grasped the fact that Wilnot
Ryton was and still is. a writer. There Is no
need, therefore. to tell you that hs seized the
chance OF saying something really clever and
memorable with both his hands.
"All the difference" he began. " Il an eye TO
a new chapter. a lie IS false statement
uttered 20 deceive. The truth Is a true state
rnent OF principle for the purpose OF making en-
emies A statement which is not the truth.
when It IL uttered 20 deceive some one who
would rather be deceived, is an act OF true
friendship OF which there are many examples in
history"
OH said winifred in the pause. for want OF
something really original 10 say.
RytOn was warm 10 his task a man who
never lies" he continued. with rare enjoyment
but who seldom tells the truth. IS the only man
who can be happy though married To him the
midnight jangle the pre-breakfast bicker ara
Things unknown. lie Is also a man who viii IN
evttably become an ambassador or get 4 seat in
the Cabinet. But he would be an utter failure
a 4 society novelist"
Why asked Wintfred. SOlemnly.
That was exactly the question RytOn greatly
hoped she would ask ITO succeed a society
novelist he said. sententioUsiy. 1T is very
necessary for man only 10 commit himself to
statements which calculated 10 make en-
euues Put in one true remark IN regard 10
several very well known people, and the sale OF
the book is assured. Do you think you
could remember all this for little while. Miss
stHTry2
Ryton showed genuine anxiety. Because. At
the moment. T can't write It down. I haven't
got pencil. But it would be Il pity 70 waste il
VIII YOU try TO remember
Il shall remember every word" said Wini-
fred with asperity
''Theauks'' said Ryton warmly. After lunch
con tn trouble YOU so far as TO dictate it 70 me-
Winifred smiled.
Rytou mentally added And [ wish to good
ness you would present me with the copyright
Of that SMILE Was there ever such a smile or
such teeth Such freshness. such wjlfuI locks,
such ar tnmtabia way OF wearing Panama.
7 wonder if ! dare or II 7 dared and won.
would n ba wise?" /
Old Lord Thuxton rose from his chair and
made his WAY. rheumstically. To where Captain
Sw1ythiing and another man had been sitting
With raised eyebrows. Rytou the SearCher OF
copy instinct aroused in him. watched him pick
doXeal 70 him that one of the premier peers OF
Great Britain. who had once been regarded as
A great statesman should have descended 20
making collections Of cigar bands in his dscltn-
ing years.
Ryton turned again 70 Miss Sturry. banter
sngly. BY the way he asked what the
reason Of your recent rash expenditure OF