The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-12-01

HdO. linen ne gave MIN new start,
acting on the policy that being the
victor he could afford to be merciful.
He simply wanted to demonstrate
that he would stand no trifling, no
slurs, nor anything else from man
who was not bigger than he. Carlton
was pretty much of a man.
Lucille had been mis- secretary for
about six months. One day he asked
her to marry him. She did not know
whether it was admiration Of his
prowess, his dominating, masterful ma
ture, or other qualities, but she could
not say no. So they were married
and she became mistress of his magni-
ficent home.
OF her people he asked nothing.
Once he asked whether her mother
lived in New York and with averted
face she told him she lived with her
aunt. This aunt he afterward met,
He was kindness itself to Lucille,
and If she loved him when she marri-
ed him she came to love him more
and more. His footstep filled her with
pleasure and she wanted him with her
all the time. Still, there was a reserve
in these feelings for her husband
which, when discovered by him, filled
him with delight.
On this Thanksgiving day, when
Lucille was musing On things and
staring out at the river. she was in
terrupted by servant. who brought a
note. She read it through and went
to the library table to write an ans
wer, when, deciding otherwise. she
told the servant to admit the writer,
who was waiting in the hallway
She was still seated at the table, the
dirty piece of paper covered with
scrawling writing in her hand, when a
young man, florid of face, poorly
dressed and having altogether the ap-
pearance of what he was-a shiftless
Northumberland. He stood at the
door, shifting his weight from one
foot to the other and scrowling Lu-
ellie eyed MIN steadily.
We'll, Tom,' she said, II see you
are bound to make me unhappy. Sit
down."
The man scrowled again.
II don't want to sit down in your
house." he said. his voice hoarse and
discordant. 81 just want to know
what you're going to do about that
piece Of paper-what I say goes"
Lucille glanced at the paper again
Her features took on look of scorn
Of anger and yet there was touch OF
sadness and WEAKNESS.
II see," she said, finally. tits the
old story. Some people would call
this blackmail'
ut amt blackmail retorted the
man. TITS only what's right. Here
erything you want while mother and
the kids and me has nothing. What
kind of a sister are your
"Close the door, said Lucille. "I
told you before that there is danger
of the servants overhearing you. Now
YOU want money for a dinner-tur-
key? Why don't you tell the truth
and admit that you want money for
something else?
Il amt lynn" I want money for a
dinner. Me and mother and the
kids"
principally me-" she said scornful
ly You want money for the saloon
for drink, that's ALL
"Oh," said the man, who it was
now apparent was her brother: ooh!
so that's it, Ell? Preachin'? Now
don't try that on. made plain what
We wanted"
Il haven't any money" she said. So
can get 1t only from Mr.. Carlton"
We'll. You have something rs
good. Let's have that ring" pointing
TO an emerald on her finger.
''I'll not she said firmly. Then
rising. trembling with anger, she
walked close to him.
I'm glad you're only a half-brothe1
OF mine" she cried. I'm glad yor,
mother is not mine, and I'm sorry and
always will be that there is any blood
tie at ALL You're a loafer, a good-for,
nothlng-a blackmailer, do you hear"
He shrank back from her, FOR
rough and insolent as he was there