The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1904-03-04
The Salvation
of Daniel.
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%So%.. Ms. TRApAUD was In high
Y wv Y good feather, her bay mare
Q NJ Q and foal had fetched one
AVA hundred and thirty golden
NoN soycreigns between them.
Moreover, she had only given eighty
gulneas for the mare. Who will be
astonlshed. therefore. that she found
the news OF her bargain quite an
agreeable adjunct TO her breakfast that
morning7
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 rs Mrs. Trepaud had never
pretended to hide. that the marriage
had been the reverse to happy. lie
looked at her weeds with n compre.
bending smile.
got your divorce az lasti" 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.
rled on the work OF his life; she con-
tlnued 10 breed his horses. Not so
much. be II 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.
II was n strange household composed
OF antlquated serving men ana wo.
aNs. HW Nasa
on iic estnte and In whom the last
expiring breath Of fcudallsm fingered
~ though dying hard Trepaud left
no heir. ana these farm and stable
hands, these domestic serving maids,
erl Mrs. Trennud's children. She
dosed and physlckcd them when they
required H.. she rubbed their backs
when the rheumatism got importunntet
she scolded she praised. rewarded and
blamed-nnd they loved her.
But as In every household there Il
one black sheep, so in thls patrlarchal
family there was one strnngellng. Dan
iel-he had no other nnme-had moi
been born and bred on the estate; he
had not even first seen light I'm the
village; no. not within ten leagues OF
n the gossips said. He came from
practically nowhere, II was so very fai
away. On winter nights. when the
evenings were long and dull. the
younger ones-for age was n mere mat
ter OF comparison IN the Thepaud
household-would conN old Mrs Good
heart 10 tell again the story Of how
Daniel first came 20 the hall.
ut were wild. bleak night. fest
SIGH n one as this" the old housckccp
err would begin.
And tho wind were bowling IN the
chlmbley. We knows" would interpo
late an irresponsible voice.
"Wlil yc nlver learn 10 hould neI
tongue, thou, and not lntorrunt the
Etory7" n chorus of voices would PRO
tcst. ana then. Mrs Goodhoart. having
duly allowed herself TO be appcasoI
the story would drag out us slow. a.
millar existence punctuated wifi
"ohs" aud "ahs" ana "thcrc nows" that
had become sauctincd by custom Into
sort Of rite. But the reader who docs
not know what three hundred and six
ty-1ve days sncnt on midland horse
farm situated good twenty miles
from anywhere on tho map can be like
wouli hardly appreciate the art witt
which Daplers history was told Sc
we win offer n brief and more modern
up-t0-date sketch that shall state In,
plain matter In n nutshell
One Christmas eve quarter NJ 2
century ago the hospilnble glare N q
FIRE that not only could roast an OK
but was actually doing so. attracted q
little ragged follow. who was tramplna
along the high road in search OF q
nights lodging. One OF the keepers
found him I'm the fir plantation and
dragged him after him I'M they stood
In the glare OF the frellght before The
paud. his wife. and the assembled
household. Questioned the little Eel
low said his name was Daniel; he was
n founding aud had been put out "a
service with drunken carpenter
from whom he had run away. He had
got as far north ms this In n barge
along the canals and had worked nj
whatever came 10 HIS hand for MI tho
food and lodging that charity had moi
given him I'rapaud liked tho lads
face and tbok him Into his service. III
was honest and Industrious. he had rls
en- by slow degrees, and now for sever
years he had been butler at the hall
Daniel took a pathetic pleasure ~
hearing his own story reclted: II made
him feel kind OF hero; but there was
always the ever-prescnt ache nj bis
heart that he bought his proud posi-
zion at the cost OF love and fear. III
was never quite one Of them, but d
thing apart as a man who does moi
know his own surname must ever be
Mrs. Trapaud was habltually careful
about money. never leaving carelessls
about any sums, however small. Shl
never distrusted any OF her people, bu
she knew the value Of the axiom con
Cernlng the open door. On this partic