The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-03-09

9 M Q and foal had fetched one
" hundred and thirty golden
NON sovereigns between them.
Moreover, she had only given eighty
guineas for the mare. Who will be
astonished, therefore, that she found
the news of her bargain quite an
agreeable adjunct to her breakfast that
morning?
Mrs. Trapaud was woman of
some humor; when her husband died
she met friend-a man also of some
humor-who knew as all the world
knew, and as Mrs. Trepaud had never
pretended to hide, that the marriage
had been the reverse TO happy. He
looked ut her weeds with Il compre.
hending smile.
SCOT your divorce at last? he said.
eyes, and in the higher courts, too"
she replied.
Mrs. Trepaud was always equal to
any occasion.
When Trepaud died his widow car.
ried on the work of his life; she con-
tinued to breed his horses. Not so
much be 1t understood, from any
touching sympathy with tie dear de-
parted as from sound conviction
that II was in her to make the thing
pay. And she did.
1t was n strange household composed
OF Anticipated serving men and wo.
men who had been begotten and born
on tsNe estate. and in whom the last
expiring breath OF feudalism fingered
rs though dying hard. Trepaud left
no heir. and these farm and stable
hands, these domestic serving maids,
Yer, Mrs. Trepaud's children. She
dosed and physicked them when they
required II. she rubbed their backs
when the rheumatism got importunate:
she scolded. she praised. rewarded and
blanchard they loved her.
But as in every household there Is
one black sheep, so in this patriarchal
family there was one strangeling. Dan.
iel-he had no other name-had not
been born and bred on the estate: he
had not even first seen light I'm the
village: no. not within ten leagues of
II the gossips said. He came from
practically nowhere It was so very far
away. ON winter nights. when the
evenings were long and dull. the
younger ones-for age was mere mat
ter OF comparison in the Thepaud
household-would coax old Mrs. Good
heart to tell again the story Of how
Daniel first came to the hall
at were wild, bleak night. fest
sich one as this" the old housekeep-
er would begin.
"And the wind were bowling in the
chimbley. we knows" would interpo.
late an irresponsible voice.
"Wlll We nlvtr learn TO hould per
tongue. then. and not interrunt the
story" chorus OF voices would pro-
test. and then. Mrs. Goodheart having
duly allowed herself to be nppeased.
tho story would drag out its slow. fl.
miliar existence punctuated with
"ohs" and "ahs" and "thcre nows" that
had become sanctided by custom into
sort of rite. But the reader who does
not know what three hundred and six
ty-ive days sDent on midland horse
farm situated good twenty miles
from anywhere on the map can be like
woul hardly appreciate the art with
which Daniels history was told. so
we will offer brief and more modern
uprto-date sketch that shall state the
plain matter in a nutshell.
One Christmas eve quarter of a
century ago the hosnitable glare OF n
fire that not only could roast an OK
but was actually doing so. attracted II
little ragged follow. who was tramping
along. the high road in search of n
nights lodging. One of the keepers
found him In the fir plantation and
dragged him after him till they stood
In the glare OF the freight before The
paud, his wife, and the assembled
household. Questioned the little fell
low said his name was Daniel; he was
founding aud had been put out to
service with drunken carpenter
from whom he had run away. He had
got as far north rs this In n barge
along the canals and had worked Mt
whatever came TO his hand for all the
food and lodging that charity had not
given him. Trnpaud liked the lads
face and took him into his service. He
was honest and industrious, he had rls-
en- by slow degrees, and now for seven
years he had been butler at the hall.
Daniel took pathetic pleasure In
hearing bis own story reclted: 1t made
him feel u kind of hero: but there was
always the ever-present ache Mt his
heart that he bought his proud posi-
zion at the cost of love and fear He
was never quite orc OF them but a
thing apart as man who does not
know his own surname must ever be
Mrs. Trapaud was habltually careful
about money, never leaving carelessly
about any sums, however small. She
never distrusted any of her people. but
she knew the value OF the axiom con-
eerning the open door. On this partic-