Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1904-03-18

ef'ea, indignantly. I'VE eurlt not ~
permit 1t You must speah to her about
wiz sir-I'll talk 10 her to-mor-
row; and now you had better lei mo os.
sist you to bed" 90
Nyett kept his word 40 far, that tb.
nfst time he found the dame in nl,co-
ne hlood he questioned her concerning
i1Ssle parentage; and received the same
account-that she had given to General
ulehaushton. He let her exhaust her
complaints OF her own troubles in con
nectlon with the affair before he made
any comment upon it.
1t seems strange that Won gained no
cue TO the real name Of the artist who
TOOK Essie's mother away. Were there
no letters, no papers found after the
death?" 80
Why, where should they be found?
Dld not tell you she came back with
nothing but what she stood upright inn
There were a little black card-case in bcr
pocket when she died but there were
nothing in it but couole of trashy love-
letters with no name to hem, and few
lines in her own HANDWRITING tbot INV
master couldn't make nothing out on.
wit IN foreign tongue ,e said they
werc'
III you show me the contents of
lhis card-case| asked Wyett at
would relieve you from great burden If
the father of this girl could be found;
ana there might be clue to him in these
letters"
I've got 'em STILL" she replied. "They
We're a knocking about in the cupboard
IN my room till got sick O. seeing 'em
II can come upon the case you shall
see 'em"
But some days elapsed and still Mrs
Price had not found time to fulfill her
promise, and Darcy Lcsmere was pro-
nounced sufficiently conyalesccnt to pro-
ceed to watering place, there to recruit
his strength before crossing the sea.
AS matter Of course, Mr.. Haynes
was to accompany him; but Wyett, on
the morning fixed for the young gentle
mans departure, with many expressions
of regret, resigned his berth in the Gen
erals family. A brother to whom he
was strongly attached was dead and
had left his affairs in great disorder The
rest of the family looked to Wyett to
arrange them; and he had already writ
ten to General GlenauShton, explaining
the reason lie was compelled to dismiss
himself so abruptly.
Darcy was sorry, and he frankly said
so. Wyett had been very attentive to
him, and he was still too weak not to
feel the loss of his services. But there
was no help for it, and after cordially
thanking him, Darcy leaned back in the
easy carriage provided for his journey,
and, with Mr.. Haynes by his side, was
driven away from the old farm house
Wyett stood in the porch, lingering his
watch-chain, and brooding over his own
thoughts. Then he turned and sought
Mrs. Price.
and now, my good friend" he said,
complaisantly, Il must make my own
preparations for leaving YOU"
BE we gong to day, Mr.. Wyett?"
Mrs Price asked, indifferently. Il thinks
ought to ha' made Il charge for the
wear and tear Of this carpet. 1t wants
mending in two or three places; an tn m
curtains has got terrible shabby"
make n note of these things, and I'll
give it to the general when l see him."
Wyett replied.
will We now? Then I'll do it at once.
People as can pay ought to be made to
pay, 0ugnln lney
She was busting away, when he stop
ped her.
THAT card ease, Mrs. Price. If you
will fetch it, I'll write down your claims
the while"
Conscious that her own caligraphy was
none of the best, she agreed to this, and
went upstairs. After Il long interval,
during which she could be heard opening
and shutting doors and drawers, she re-
turned in an angry mood.
"It's gone, though I'll take my Bible
oath | see it on the shelf only this
morning"
But who could have taken it?' asked
Wyett, his brow as black as her own.
"Why, Essie has; the thievins, artful
little cat! see her lettering about when
were talking to you the other day.
She's equal to anything; and she has
been and helped herself. I'll teach her
to touch my things without leave"
She 1ounced out of the room, and
Wyett threw himself into a chair. Ten
enthusiastically elapsed. The high
pitched voice Of Mrs Price was audible
both within and without the house, and
her subordinates were heard scuttllng TO
and fro Mt her bidding, as il sent IN
various directions Her face wore
strangely scared expression when she
came back.
THE girls gone, Mr., Wyett. There's
no sign Of her, far nor near. Tia she
been wicked enough to drown herself III
the pool dye think? III have every one
CRYING out that | drove her to it. Whatll
| do?" ITO be continued0
rho Madness of HoOnS.