The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-27

whole aim in life has been to secure
him as the baronet's heir. The title. of
course, he cannot obtain. But, most
unfortunately, he has no penchant for
beetles. Indeed. Lady Louisa's re-
searches have long since diminished in
ardor. Her sons interests are divided
between the Sports club and the cory
phees of the latest musical comedy
moths are more in his line, apparently.
My uncle. who is preparing mono
graph on the fleas which patronize Ex-
moor wild ponies, came to town last
week to visit the British museum. I'm
happily, he heard something about his
stepson which disturbed his researches.
There was row..
why do you say unhappily?"
Because l am dragged into the
wretched business on account of it.
After a lapse of more than twenty-five
years. he remembered his sister. went
to his solicitors. made a fearful hub
bub when he heard of letters received
from her and answered without his
knowledge. and ascertained that she
was dead and had a son living. AT any
cost, they must find that SON. They
have guessed at my identity for some
time. Now they want TO make sure
of it."
and what did you say?"
II told them | would think over the
situation and communicate with them
further"
Were they satisfied"
by no means. They are very anxious
to placate the old man. They probably
control good deal of his money.
I'M"
"Of course, You see the delicacy of
their position. After playing into the
hands of Lady Louisa for nearly
quarter of century. they suddenly find
the whole situation changed by the bar
onet's discovery that he once had
sister"
You have not told me all this with
out a purpose. Do you want my adj
vice."
Philips face was clouded, his eyes
downcast.
You understand" he said. after a
long pause, that some one, either the
man or the woman-the woman, think
lis morally responsible for my moth
er's death. She was poor-wretchedly
horribly poor-the poverty of thin cloth
Ing and insufficient food. She was i'll,
confined to a miserable howell for weary
months. and was so utterly unprevided
with the barest necessaries that the par
ish doctor was on the point of compell-
ing her to go to the workhouse mfr
mary when death came. Am I to be
the instrument of Gods vengeance on
this woman?'
Mr.. Abingdon. who had risen to light
cigar, placed kindly hand on the
young mans shoulder.
Philip" he said, with some emotion,
Il have never yet heard you utter a
hasty judgment You have prudence
far beyond your years. 1t seems to me,
speaking with all the reverence of man
in face of the DEGREES of Providence,
that God has already provided terri
BILE punishment for Lady Louisa Nor
land. What Is the name of her son p"
Il do not know. / forgot TO ask"
II have a wide experience of the jeu-
nesse doree OF London. Hardly a week
passed during many years of my life
that one Of his type did not appear be-
fore me I'm the dock. What is he-a roue,
a gambler. probably drunkard?"
IAN these. I gathered from the solic-
itors''
And If your mother were living. what
would she say to Lady Morland?"
She would pity her from the depths
Of her heart Yes. Abingdon. you are
right. She must follow II, let IL lead
where II will. l will write. 10 Mcssrs
Sharpe 4 Smith now. But step into