The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1907-10-04
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ner. l want to tell you how bitterly /
regret the injustice showed TO your dear
mother and my sister II. OF your char
ity, you will come to my bedside and as
sure Feeble old man of your forgive
ness. can meet the coming ordeal strong
In the certainty that Mary Arson will not
refuse what you have given in her be-
half. Your sorrowing uncle,
PHILIP MORLAND.
With this piteous epistle was inclosed
another:
Dear Mr.. Ansop-I join my earnest sup
plication to my husbands that you will
console his last hours with a visit He
blames himself for what has happened
In the past, YET the fault was more mine
than his-far more. For his sake will
lngly admit It. And have been punished
for my sin. Ruined In fortune, with my
husband at deaths door, / am indeed a
sorrowing woman. Yours faithfully,
LOUISA MORLAND.
The angular Italian handwriting of
the second letter recalled a faded
script In his safe at that moment. The
address in each case was village on
the Yorkshire coast, remote and in
accessible place according to Philips
nnaided recollection Of the map.
"Grange House" might be farm or a
broken down manor, and Lady Nor
lands admission of reduced circum-
stances indicated that they had chosen
the locality for economys sake.
These appeals brought frown Of in
decision to Anson's brow. His uncle
and his uncle's wife had unquestiona-
bly, been the means of shortening and
embittering his mothers life. The man
might have acted in ignorance; the
woman did not.
Yet what could he do? Refuse a dy-
Ing relatives last request! They or
one Of them refused his mothers pitt
full demand for little pecuniary help
at time when they were rich.
And what dire mischance could have
sunk them into poverty? Little more
than two months had passed Size Sir
Philip Morland was inquiring for his
(Philip's) whereabouts through Messrs.
Sharpe & Smith with a view toward
making him his heir.
Was the inquiry Lady Morland's last
ruse to save an encountered estate?
Why was all pretense of doubt as to
his relationship swept aside so COM
pletely?
He glanced again at the address on
the letter and asked servant to bring
him a railway guide. Then he ascer-
tanned that If he would reach Scarsdale
that day he must leave London not
later than noon. There was a journey
Of nearly seven hours by rail; no
chance of returning the same night.
He went to the library and rang up
Sharpe & Smith on the telephone.
A clerk assured him that Mr.. Sharpe,
who attended to Sir Philip Morland's
affairs, had been summoned to Devon
shire the previous day.
ITO Devonshire" cried Philip. 81
have just received letters from Sir
Philip and Lady Morland from York
shire"
"NIr. Sharpe himself is puzzled about
the matter, sir. Lady. Morland wrote
from Yorkshire, but told him to pro-
coed to Devonshire without delay"
HAS there been some unexpected de-
velopmeut affecting the estate?"
Il am sorry, sir, but you will see
can hardly answer any further ques
tions."
OF course the clerk was right Phil
ip had hardly quilted the telephone
when a note reached him by hand
from Evelyn: please come at once.
Must see YOU"
He was at Mount street In three min
= utes.
Evelyn looked serious and began by
holding out a letter to him. He recog-
nized Lady Morlands writing.
"Philip-those people-who behaved
so badly to your mother
"Have they dared to trouble your
ooh, it is so sad. Your uncle is dy-
ing. They are wretchedly poor; an I'M
foreseen collapse. See." And she
read:
or your pity. Miss, Atherley, ask your
affianced husband to come to us and to
help us. 1 want nothing for myself but
the mere sight of few checks to pay
tradespeople, doctor and the rest will
soothe Sir Philips last hours He Is a
proud man, and know he is heartbroken
to think he Is dying a pauper among
strangers.
SO 1t ended as might be expected.
Philip wired to Grange House, Scars
dale, to announce his coming Accom-
panied by his valet, he left Kings
Cross at IL o'clock, but his parting
words to Evelyn were:
"See Mr.. Abingdon after luncheon,
dear, and tell him what l am doing.
1 will return tomorrow; meanwhile
will keep you informed by telegraph
of my movements"
After leaving the main line at York
there was tiresome crawl to the
coast, broken by changes at functions
-wearying intervals spent in pacing
monotOnous platforms.
At last the train reached Scarsdale
at twenty minutes to Z. A few pas
sengers alighted. The place was evil
denly small village not given over to
the incursions Of summer visitors.
A tall man with doctor writ large
on his silk hat and frock coat APP
preached Philip.
"Mr. AnsonY
Eyes"
81 am DR.. Williams. / have brought
you letter from Lady Morland. Per-
haps you will read 1t now. / expect it
explains my Grand"