The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-06-17

name ~ the young man ] cav AOlhB N TIE
uids door I'm suFe Mrs. orsHtiey aid
that was HE name
Merely q coincidence. ma'am, I've never
heard ~ him before. But Mrs. 0antlsy-.
my wife has spoken Of hpr--she must b
one n her church friendu.'
Il fear not, cir. for she lives out % Aspen-
dale. Such n noble womani Bhs has bSsu
Just lovely 10 me. Wen, Roodsby, dr., n
you must go; and thank you Kindly
II.
II seemed to Cronkite; having followed,
in the guise Of q laborsr. Mrs. Grantiey
from her pretty villa at Aspendaie 20 Tho
city for a days outing and back again,
that the quality Of this lovely woman's
nobility must be q lavish and indiscrimi-
nate expenditure. From start to finish
abe had scattered gold an 10 IL were brass;
never asltng q price, mover wasting an in
! quiry over objects Of charity or purchase;
but with languid, sellsh carelsssness,
gratifying every passing within Of the eye,
the appetite, thefancy, or the sympathy.
Lovely she certainly was In appearance
as lovely she must have seemed In character,
coming like a Numbering angel to poor
Miss Blore. She was light and slight,
though exquisitely formed, with the hairt
eyes and skin Of a sun goddess, ever above
the clouds.
Even before she had aighted at the sta
ton; she tossed away a costly bouquet
In order to buy anew from the dover girl,
and with a tip here and thsResa Eahscrip-
ton to this public benefit, O Aenation for
that public charityramid bows and smiles
she tripped to the platform. turning over
her WI handsome equipage with its liv-
cried servants to some chance acquaintance
who had arrived sick, and alone, and hersaf
driving home in the stage-sLady Bountiful
II ever there was one
No wonder that Cronkite; applying to
the passersby as he followed up the road;
received assurances from n and all that
the likelsst place for him to taadsr his SER
vices as gardener in town was atthe Widow
Grantey's.
So, Indeedy the event proved. She barely
gave him a glance as he stood by The porch.
hat in hand.
very WE'LL she said i~nterrupting his
list Of qualifications and recommendations;
my florists up in town have been looking
after things, but doubtless you can do just
as we'll. James, there Is an extra room
in the ooaohhouse for this new man; Null
Inns, isn't there2 Then come every Satur-
day morning for your pay; we WON'T quarrel
about that
The next moment she was at the piano
In the dainty drawing room playing, sing
ing, with a touch that inspired and'in tones
that thrilled.
A quiet sort Of household for ali fits luxuryy
From Basoom, the velvet footed butler. and
the heavy ooaohman and groom, to the
wooden faced cook and the vinegary maidS
service and silence seemedsto be the rule.
Perhaps II was Cronkite's somewhat stohd
face and air Of exclusive attention to his
own affairs which had pleaded in his favor.
On the other hand, IL his purposes were
suspected, such a ready engagement might
have been the part Of prudence.
A staid sort Of q household for all the
youth, and beauty Of its occupant. There
were no social gayeties. The village swells
made their stated calls; the village poor
came for aims, and never in vain.
Once a week Hubert Hdlsapple during
his prosperity had been won't to run down
from the city to see his ward, and now after
the sudden disaster, when he again camel.
all Aspendale rejoioed in the assurance
that the Widow Grantley's fortune hadrnot
beer involved.
Cronkite was trimming the vines that
trailed and flow cred along the rverbnds'
rail that afternoon, clipping, traihingE
binding 30 deity that it might wun have
been a p~leasureto w~atohhim. But the banker
sat oblivious In the dainty drawing roomi'
resting heavily on his cane; his tiny eyes.
vacant, his great jowls fabby. as II. sptris'
were a torment and fesh q wearinees.
So he sat glowsring, broodingj while
Mullins, the gardener, after n swift elancet
gathered together tools, leaves and twtgs-
every sign Of his proximity-inbo a basret}'
which he then stored away under the ye'
randa; crawling in after 10 zee; no doubtt
that all was right and tight.
A safe enough place 10 lie unobservedf
a good place to overhsaT. 1t yet offered no
possibility Of seeing when the widow and
her trustee seated themselves presently,
as was to be expected. in the shade and
seclusion Of the veranda. But detection IN
ever a compromise between oppo rtunities
and conditions; 30 Cronldte, with a sigh
for what might have been; concentrated
his powers upon what was.
1T Is 30 good OF you to oome;~ the woman
said softly. why shouldn't you put aside'
the troubles that have made you 30 morosei
30 suspicious
Eleanor growled Mr.. Hulsapple, Il
won't nave it. Drop that PRESENCE once for
all and get down to business. You know
that / know what you have done. The quess
ton is
sThe question is what shall I do to prove
to you that what youlthink you know you
don't know at all. Just wait until I run
up stairs, and then you'll admit how good
and prudent / have been after all. Poor,
worried ~guardiani You brighten me, you
are 90 Respondent. strange, unnatural.
I hate to leave you alone. But I'll be back
directly
sDamn--' CALCULATED Nh. Hulsapple,
more in q moan than q growl.
Cronldte spranR forward, then stopped