The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1908-03-15

SELF IN PRINT.
| before his mother and Laura were de-
lighted by receiving papers and maya
zines that contained articles signed by
him. In a little while Pen began to
send remittances home, and to feel
himself very fair fellow indeed.
For all his hard work. Pen still
managed TO indulge himself in the
pleasures of the life that he loved He
went from receptions by great ladies
to back .tavcrns, where Costigan and
his kind sang songs and had goes OF
brandy and water. The old warrior
was pensioncd now, his daughter hav-
Ing married old Sir Charles Mtrabel.
and he entertained the company by
purely fictitious accounts OF the love
that his son-in-law bore for him.
Warrington. who belonged to one of
the Oldest families In England, was as
simple and jo.iai with all these poor
folk as IL he were plain Tom Jones,
the lawyers clerk; but Pendennis, the
son of the apothccary. was always the
Prince OF Fairoaks. Tie could never
forget his grand manners. though War
rjngton used to jeer at him good
lhumoredly and remind him of the GALL.
| pots from which the family incoms
had sprung.
! Pen was beginning to prosper. He
! had written novel. and it had brought
him reputation and money. Old Major
Pendennis had th.~pleasure of hearing
his nephew discussed in the circles
| of the nobility, and quite naturally all
| his old affection for the heir of this
house OF Pendennis was awakened
again.
4 So the old fellow was nightly per-
I turbed when the news reached him at
the country house of the noble MARQUIS
lof Steyne that his nephew was dying
from fever in London. The major
4 posted In all haste back to the do
serted town and arrived at the Temple
almost simultaneously with Mrs. PEN
4 dennis and Laura. ~
Those two ladies bridIed up and were
deeply shocked when they found an ex-
ceedinSly pretty young girl at thei,
darling's bedside The better a woman
i Is. the quicker she seems to be To
/ think the worst OF another; and even
in the midst of their grief over their
boy. these two good women showed
poor Fanny Bolton the door first OF
\ all.
4 That poor girl crept away, weeping
and waited in the entry for the doctor
Il who comforted her as best he could
Il lie, too, had his own ideas about the
relations that had brought about he,
4 presence at the handsome young sin.
ner's bedside. Yet all these virtuous
I ones We're quite wrong.
4 1t was only ono OF PENS romantic
4 love affairs; but this time that eXpe.
rienccd gentleman did not dream OF
Il marrying Fanny Bolton. the dnughte,
4 OF the porter OF the Temple. as he hat
4 dreamed of marrying the daughter ol
4 3Captain Costigan. No. He had merely
flu1tcred around the candle and faller
in love with all his old-time I'm.
4 petuosityi and then he had realized tina,
4 tho only honorable course for him was
4 to retreat. IIo had been OH the eve OF
fleeing from London for the summon
Wien his Illness seized him.
But MIS-. Pendennis wept over hel
boy, mnsling her tears OF agony fol
Y his illness with tears OF shame and
SORROW for his sin. He lay delLrIous
and Warrington was away, llavins
!, started on his vacation before Pens
. last love affair. So there was none te
Y explain matters to the simple woman
i Perhaps it would have been as vel
. for Warrington had he remained All.
), sent. YETI who can escape tatc2, War.
4 rington came back to find Pen recov.
Il ering, and in the next few weeks he
had ample opportunity to look al
Laura, with results that were not at al
conducive to his peace of mind.
j, Before long he knew. that he wou!r
J, give his whole life and soul to wiz
. that prize which Arthur rejected. But
) it might not be. Fate had ruled other.
wise.
Laura could not but contrast War.
i rington's many accomplishments. his
enthusiasm, simplicity and freshness
of mind with Penis dandy Indifference
, OF manner, and his faded sheer. In
Warrington's very uncouthness there
was n greater refinement than In PENS
, finery. Her kind eyes awelt oftena,
! and oftener on his strong. true face.
, When Pen awoke from his dellriun
!. his love for little Fanny Bolton had
!, vanished with his fever, but when hs
!, discovered by chance that Ills mother
) had turned the girl away ana sup.
pressed the letters that she had writ,
, ten to him--most harmless little let
ters, though they seemed quite other
Il Wise TO poor Mrs, Pendennis--of course
the Prince of FaironlSs named out u
savage anger He looked at his
!. mothers pallid and woe-strickcn face
4 and her trembling form, and the Spec
I, ttaaels OF her misery only added to his
5Wrath
lie sWore that he would seek the glr