The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1905-06-18
The Bachelors Wing. )
BY MRS G. WILLIAMSON


high above her head. one Of tho long
windows was pushed open and tall
dark figure came into the room. The
wind. which had been racing among the
tree tops. came in also. and instantly
the candle was blown out.
'tBy Jovc!'' exclaimed voice that made
the girls heart beat. THE White Lady,
1t was Jim Macalister, the man who
was responsible for Lady Beatrix
Dundas's wakefulness on that night. and
III the truth were told-many other
nights as well.
His exclamation had given Beatrix hel
| cue. She stood still in her dusky corner
where her white draperies and veil OF
wheat-colored hair glimmered family. II
was Impossible that he should recognize
her at that distance Now IL only lie
would keep IT. If only he were afraid
of ghosts.
But apparently he was able at least
to conquer fear. He took a step nearer.
Desperate, Beatrix raised her arm with
warning gesture.
White Lady," said jim, don't be
afraid OF me. l won't hurt YOU
Could 1t be possible that he suspected?
They say" hen went on. .that you
try TO- do penance for your---well. for
ing lovers. l am a lover--at least, 1
want to be. want it more than any
thing else. Do help me. II you will,
bow your head. and promise not to
5oaSh yo MI, Or DO ansthing that your
Beatrix bowed her head. Her heart
was beating fast.
THANK you very much. Now I'll tell
you my troubles. and If you cannot do
anything for me. begin to believe that
nobody can; anyhow. nobody will. ]
used to think that Mrs. Yarney would
help me. She is a cousin OF the girl
| love; but now she says 1t is use
less and the best thing I can do is to
forget even hoped at one time that
| and that 1t was my money put her Off,
but Mrs. Varney says there's something
about meme, myself,that Beatrix OBJ
5ects to; she never could learn to love a
It Is hard lines on a chap. I wish some
| parson would preach a sermon With pity,
the sorrows Of the poor millionaire. fN
that taastly money OF mine.
People have been nice to me for my
money, and ! have found them out, and
| been miserable and lost faith In human
nature, or thought had. If want
to- be charitable, I'm called fool for
my palms,; think Ill he prudent. and
make enquiries about the poor wretches
! who ask for money. ! am called mean,
have to spend nearly half my time read
Ing begging e letters; and If ! spent the
had got only their rights, ! never. have
a chance TO do things really want to
do, there are so many other things that
| arc expected of me, because of the po-
siton' my money has placed me in. j
| Imagined that all womcn-anyhow tho
| women nne meets In soclety-were pretty
much alike, until I saw Lady BeatriH
1oC Ipct (f rCytr, I, rea1P
head the way some girls did Just be-
| cause happened to have a few millions
more than the other chaps they. knew,
Lady Beatrix would not look Mt me.
like ne rest, for I loved her 50 much !
would have taken her even II I were
sure that the only thing she cared for
Sr ne Nancy than y9u hdvs rather es haH
She did nothing but, snub me; j dare say
1t did me good. hut I wasn't used to It.
you see, and 1t was rather hard to benr
marry Even that was not so bsd,
though, when fanced her reason for
turning the cold shoulder on me was be-
her o1ey yfa W and her 9"
There was n~llttle hone then, thut she
might change her mind when ! could
make her how well Loved
the world for me without her. White
Lady, you don't know how wreiched rye
been these last few months. Life has not
been worth having. Constantly have
gone to places with the one object OF
meeting Lady Beatrix, When got there
speak, and devote herself to some other
fellow, When ] haven't been IN a muir
dcroIs mood towards my fellow men.
I've been In suicidal one,
Mrs. Colllngwood, who has bought
your house over your head, ms you
might say, White Lady, knows the whole
story, and she asked me hero to meet
some tlme-ller fault OF course She has
taken pains worthy Of a better cause, to
avoid hle. But + could not help being
a Jolly country house With the girl you
love! What can man ask more? But
she would scarcely look at me at dinner
let me take her In Then afterwards
had q talk with Mrs. Yarney. who almost