The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-08-03

oarIoss hand in her gentle clasp. The
feetofs words We're simple enough for
any cHlld 10 understand, but gravaIv
spoken; n as he listened to the ster,
voice. SO unlike his mothers musical
tones the boys lips quivered and tears
leu IRON his eyes. He clasped his arms
round Lady Carew's neck as she bent
down.
L will be good" he sobbed. Il win
never be naughty again."
"A me nature" remarked the rector.
'but he wants great CARE
i am so helpless" faltered Lady "a.
rev. ="
Nonsense, my dear lady!" laughed
the rector. II have never seen a reallv
helpless m Women are the most
helpful creatures in the world-fnu If
!. activity and resource. You have buf IN
be firm. Now, tell me truly. If l had
not come in at the critical moment
what would you AVE done? Would Won
have corrected the child. or would Won
have filled his hands with sweetmeata
and bribed him to be good p"
Lady Carew shook her head.
i am afraid 1 should have bribed
him." she replied.
Before he left her, DIR. Elsdale strong
ly advised Lady Carew to find a COVER
ness Tor the boy To this she agreed,
and during the next three years there
were some stormy scenes at Firholme.
Many were the ladies who came and
went away disheartened None of them
could manage Sir Carlos.
One, more strong-inded than the rest.
did try to punish him; and, while Lady
Carew was out visiting, he was shut up
IN a room without any dinner; but eyen
she gave up hope when she found that
one of the footmen had put a ladder to
the window, climbed it, and filed the
boys hands with fruit and cakes. The
governess laid her complaint before
Lady Carew. who sent for the culprit;
but the man won his mistress's favor
forever by declaring that he could not
eat his own dinner while he thought the
child was hungry.
Even the ladies who had retired dis
comfited could not help loving the spir-
tied, handsome boy. The servants wor-
shipped him. When he did wrong, they
screened him; they could never be per-
suaded to tell of any of his escapades.
The boy will stand but a poor chance
If he remains here" DR.. Elsdale would
say. 1.-THE best thing for him is a pub
lie school. where, instead of being one
by himself, he will be one of many"
But Lady Carew would not hear of
this. Her darling should never be
treated as she had read of boys being
treated at public schools.
Your husband would have wished
it." the rector told her.
She raised her lovely eyes to his face.
Il do not think So" she replied. HE
did not go to a public school himself"
There was no answer, in her opinion,
to this line of argument. Lady Carew
was one of those gentle, amiable, unset
fish women, whom, perhaps, T~hackeray
has painted more ~cleverly than any
other writer-a woman who must have
a master of some kind. Some women
are always in subsection to father.
brother, husband or son. She was one
of this class-one who loved the chains
that bound her. and would have been
unhappy without them. She was tail
and graceful, with a face as sweet and
tender as it was beautiful: a woman
with a soft voice n gentle gestures,
everything about her denoting refine
ment and good breeding; a woman to
be almost w%orshipped for her very
weakness.
She was essentially a woman of ono
idea. While her husband lived, she had
loved him solely and entirely; TO- that
he was dead, her son had his place in
her heart.
Young, fair, and generally beloved,
when Sir Antony had been dead some
time, many admirers thronged round
her. h received many offers Of mar
riage, one from the great magnate or
the county, the Duke of Culross, who
had never admired any woman so much
in his life.
Marry me-" he said to her, "and I
will not only be the kindest Of hus-
bands to you, but 1 will be the best OF
fathers to your boy, and he will need a
master, believe me-"
She shrunk from him In trembling
dread that was something like horror.
Another husband, while Antony Yves
waiting for her in another world-a.,
second father for her boy, whom An
tony had clasped In his dying arms.
and had left to her care! She thanked
the luke, with a scared and bewildered
expression, but told him it was impos-
sible.
She could not, she said to herself.
nave two husbands, and hers, to her
simple mind and loving heart, was
waiting for her. o could she teach
her son to call anyone else father"
when Sir Antony's last words and dy-
ing caress had been for him?
She went to the room where her hus-
band had died, and kissed, with pas
sionate love and pain, the pillows where
his head had lain. The memory of that
beloved husband was dearer to her h
the most tender love of any living man.
AS she had lived for her husband, so
now she lived for her son. Lovers
sighed in vain. The only gentleman
who pleased her were those who adj
mired Sir Carlos, and the secret was
soon discovered. If any despairing
lover went to Firholme and asked for
Lady Carew without asking for the
boy, he was never invited to Firholme
a second time, but, if one eame with
anything for her ~son-curious eggs
from birds nests, a rlding-whip, or a
whistle-anything likely to please him
then all that there was of the best In
the house was at his service. The way
to Lady Carew's heart was through her
boy.
It was & great pity, all her friePat =