Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1904-03-25

SX2 HEAVY shower or rain nau
~ left me stranded in the ancient
and sleepy city Of Chichester.
The country roads. bad enough at the
best of times, were SO sloppy as to put
Bicycling out of the question. knew
nobody in the town, and as there Is
only one place of interest-the ca
thedral-I went there.
| ndoing this believed | was spend
Ing an idle hour. As a matter of fact,
l was unconsciously fulfilling the OBJ
ject for which | WAS probably brought
into the world.
The building appeared to be empty,
and | amused myself reading the
tablets that recorded the lives Of
worthy people who existed generations
ago. | found them interesting, for my
own name happens to be Clutton, and,
though. | have never troubled myself
about family "trees.'I knew that we
came from the west of England. In
other words, the knights and danes
who lay In Elchester cathedral were in
all probability my ancestors. | wish
that they had the foresight to leave me
some of their property.
Wandering through the cloisters,
came across living picture of much
greater interest and beauty than the
images of stone and iron lying around
me.
1t was young lady who was sketch
ing corner of the building and max
Ing frantic attempt TO do justice to
the wonderful arches and quaint win
dows.
In order to get peep at her face, l
made pretense of examining a monu-
ment close at hand. 1t was erected
to the memory of Sir Henry Francis
Olutton, 1153-l201.' His legs were
crossed at the knees, which signified
he had fought In three crusades; and
had 1t not been that some barbarous
visitor had broken off the gentleman's
posing figure.
took the liberty of standing for
moment by her side to see her work.
"If you will excuse my saying So |
ventured, you have drawn that arch
wrong. 1t is out of perspective"
Il know it is" she answered, with
a little move. But l can't get 1t
right. Are you an artist?'
Not exactly" | said But | know
something of architectural drawing"
Il wish you would show me how TO
get the wretched thing in so that it
doesn't seem to be standing ON one
leg.'''
with pleasure
| took her place on the camp stool,
and, on another piece of paper, made
a rough drawing of the corner which
had puzzled her,
."What number of people OF the
name of Clutton are buried herew
said. by way Of opening the eonversa-
ton
"Oh. yes; they used 10 be a great
family in days gone by" she said.
Henry VII. took them away when
he was reforming the church. The
Cluttons didn't change their religion
fast enough Edgar Clutton was the
last of them. But he deserved to be
punished" she added He did
shabby thing
What was that?' | inquired.
He was betrothed to his cousin.
Dorothy Clarence and Tilted her.
And what became of Mistress Doro-
thy Clarence"
She went into convent They say
she died. of broken heart and soon
afterward Sir Edgar was executed for
high treason
"A severe punishment l suggested
Not at ALL" she said, warmly. HE
was a mean wretch to behave as he
did Since those days Clutton has
never owned an acre of land In Devon
shire. And they will never get back
their position of land owners I'M
less"
She stopped.
unless what?" | asked
well, there is ridiculous old
legend which has been handed down;
but l don't suppose it will ever come
true. 1t runs:
NV. lord shall Come IN his cwn again