The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-03-15
ALL RDGMTC RESERWEN.

t1onS Of his loves, ana smiled WlthouL Ill nature to see the heartbroken fellow, who declared that he was world-worn and weary, plunge into every kind of pleasure that offered itself with the zest of a boy fresh from school.
 Despite the good resolutions of the Prince of Fairoaks. he could not settle down to reading Law, but had to postpone it from day to day because his social en- agreements were too pressing. Thus at last the day came when his money was at an end again, and George Warrington gave him a lecture that he had long been preparing. "You can't go on spong- ing upon the women' said he. How do you thing that I live?"
 Then he let Pen into a secret. He was writing for the papers, and he knew of an opening for the Prince of Fairoaks. That gentleman at once rose from the slough of despond >ahe scared again in his native blue. He would ne a poet. He would make up for his past idleness Warrington called him young goose and laughed at him, not unkindly, and with some sadness.
 Pen plunged into the profession of let ters with the same enthusiasm with which he plunged into love and fun. To tell the truth, he had a good bit of talent, and ho had the swift facility of catching the moods and whims of Ais readers. It was
 
 Laura were delighted by receiving plpsrs and magazines that contained articles signed by him. In little while Pen be- gan to send remittances home, and to feel himself a 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 re- ceptions by great ladies to back taverns where Costigan and his kind sang songs and had goes of brandy and water. The old warrior was pensioned now, his daughter having married old Sir Charles Mirabel 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 iovlal with all these poor folk as IF he were plain Tom Jones' the lawyers clerk; but Pendennis, the son of the apothecary, was always the Prince or Fairoaks. He could never forget ms grand manners, though Warrington used to jeer at him good-humoredly and remind him of the gallipots from which the 1aip- fly income had sprung
 Pen was beginning to prosper. He had written a novel, and it had brought him reputation and money. Old Major Pen dennis had the pleasure of hearing ms nephew discussed in the circles or tne nobility, and quite naturally all his oid affection for the heir of the house or Pendennis was awakened again.
 So the old fellow was nightly per turbed when the news reached hlm at the country house of the noble Marquls or Steyne that his nephew was dylng rom fever in London. The major posted In all haste back to the deserted town ana ar rived at the temple almost simultaheousiy
 Ia pd
 Those two ladies brided up and were aeenlv shocked when they found an ex- ceedingly pretty young girl at their oal- 1ing's bedside. The better a woman is' the quicker she seems to be to think the worst of another, and even Tn the must of their grief over their boy, these two good women showed poor ahhy po''o' the door first of all.
 That poor girl crept away, weeping, and waited in the entry for thed octor, who comforted her as best he could He, too, had his own ideas about the relations that had brought about her presence at the handsome young sinners bedside. Yet all these virtuous ones were quite wrong.
 1t was only one of Pens romantic loVe affairs; but this time that experiehceo gentleman did not dream of marrying Fanny Bolton, the daughter of the porter of the Temple, as he had dreamed ot marrying the daughter of Copta1n Costl gan. No He had merely fluttered around the candle and fallen in love With all ms old-time impetuosity; and chen ne hao realized that the only honorable course for him was to retreat. He nad peeh on the eve of fleeing from London for the summer when his illness seized him.
 Rut Mrs. Pendennis wept over her boy, ningling her tears of agony for his ill., ness with tears of shame and sorrow TOT his sin. He lay delirious. and Warnng- ton was away, having started on ms va cation before Pens last love aHalr 50 there was none to explain matters 10 the simple woman.
 perhaps it would have been as well for Warrington had he remained absent. Yet who can escape fate? Warrington came hack to find Pen recovering, and In the next few weeks he had ample opportunity to look at Laura, with results that were not at all conductive to his peace Of mlnd
 Before long he knew that he would give his whole life and soul to win that prize which Arthur rejected. But 1t might not be. Fate had ruled otherwise.
 Laura could not but contrast Warning tons many accomplishments, ms ehthus- iasm, simplicity and freshness Of mnid with Pens dandy indifference of manner and his faded sheer. In Warrington's very uncouthness there was greater reHne- ment than in Pens finery. Her kind eyes dwelled oftener and oftener on his strong, true face.
 When Pen awoke from his deirium his love for little Fanny Bolton had van ished with his fever, but when he dis covered by chance that his mother had turned the girl away and suppressed the letters that she had written to him-most harmless little letters, though they seemed quite otherwise to poor Mrs Pen dennis-of course the Prince of Fairoaks famed out in savage anger. He looked at his mothers palid and woe-stricken face and her trembling form, and the snectacle of her misery only added to ms wrath. out and marry her forthwith. AS Tn a nrevious case, his mother forgot all else i, inc ioy that overcome her when she arnaa that her son had not sinned; and ,vbo knows that the loyal, loving woman would not have ended by taking the DOT tar,s ignorant, silly daughter to her heart. despite the Majors frantic range if Warrington had not asked them to listen to a story he had to tell?
 The simple, brave fellow laid bare the saorat of his life in order to warn his friend. After it was done. Pen, quiet and suhdued. led his mother to her room, Thence. presently, there came loud cry; and when the others ran in they found that Helen Pendennis had given her son her last embrace in this world
 Laura went to stay with old Laoy Rockminster who adopted her, and as for Pen. as soon as the mourning was over the Major lost no time in looking for a rich wife for him.
 An event at Sir Francis Claverings