The Montgomery tribune. (Montgomery City, Mo.) 1892-1910, 1909-08-06

hate was very unnhppyS neT Iatner
was not honest, and the man she loved
had come into the knowledge Of the
fact. All, how quickly shadow a
darken sunshine!
What did o make It in to-day,
Mr.. C~arrington?" asked Norah.
Make what?" he counter-ques-
toned, absently.
1.-The course, Mr.. Goose! What did
you think l meant?"
"Oh," lamely, II made a bad play at
the beginning and gave 1t up"
BY this time they had arrived at
the gates, and everybody was thank
full; Mrs. Cavenaugh, because her
nose smarted with sunburn; Norah,
because the gown she was to wear
at the dance that night was new;
Kate, because she wanted to be alone;
and Darlington, because he wanted to
learn whether the angel threw Jacob
or Jacob threw the angel. The driver
and the horses we're glad to arrive be-
cause they were hungry.
1t took the young lawyer some time
to dress for dinner that night. His
usually direct mind vacillated between
right and wrong, wrong and right;
and he fioated from one to the other
like an unattached cork. He made a
dozen annoying blundcrs in dressing.
And when finally the pier-glass re-
flected an i~rreproachable and finished
picture, he searched his cast-off vest
for his growing monster and trans
ferred 1t to the pocket OF his coat.
Monster! Here IA no story-mon-
ster, like the creature of q Franken-
stein; 1t was genuine, and was like
to turn upon him at any moment and
rend him. He shrugged and pro.
ceeded down the stairs. There are
s%oliloquies that sometimes leave an
unpleasant taste behind. So he pinned
his faith to the banner of the late
genial and hopeful Micawber; some
thing might turn up for the benefit of
all concerned.
The hall and living room at the
C%avenaugh manor were n and the
same. There were bookcases ranging
along the walls, window seats, a read.
ing table and an ancient chimney seat.
AS Darlington turned the first landing
he stopped.
Father, 1 think 1t positively dread.
full the way you treat poor grandpa"
This was Norah.
There was a crackle Of a news
paper.
Never mind, Norah, darling; your
grandpa Is used to 1t. 1t doesn't mat
ter at ALL"
1t was the sight of the last speaker
that brought Darlington to a stand.
Norah's grandpa was no less a person
than the shabbily dressed old mar he
had seen at the station that after
noon. What kind of family skeleton
in the closet was he that they kept
him en- camera? He coughed and
went on
Norah was plucky, whole-hearted
frank and encouraging.
"Mr. Darlington" she said immedi
ately, this is my grandpa"
:. Darlington did not hesitate a mo
ment, but smiled and thrust out his
hand, which the other grasped with &
questioning air of difldence.
Glad to meet you, sir" said Car
rington.
) Cavenaugh fills glanced over the toI
t of his paper, scowled, and resumed
, his reading. Kate hadn't come dow
yet, SO she missed this scene Wher
sign of any previous agitation. Sht
and Norah were thoroughbreds.
why, grandpa!" she cried, extend
ing her hand.
The old man bowed over it ant
kissed 1t, and his action was lackin,
neither in grace nor gallantry.
II happened to be down this wa.
on business" said the old man will
a covert glance at his son, AN
thought I'd drop in"
Dinner Is served" said the splen
did butler, rs he slid back the door
to the dining room.
The old man looked about him ques
tioningly. and Norah slipped her arm
through his. you'll have to take m,
in, grandpa" she laughed.
The old mans eyes shone for a TIC
ment. and he patted her hand.
I'm as proud as a king, Norah."
Now, Darlington could read be
tween the lines. 1t was manifest,
plain that grandpa was not welcom'
to Cavenaugh. But why? Mrs. Cave
naugh scarcely tolerated him. Will
the girls seldom II ever spoke of him
1t vas evident that both held him Il
their affections. There were man,
things going OF in the Cavenaugl
manor; and Darlington entered tn
dining room in a subdued state O
mind.
9 BY degrees Norah succeeded Il
drawing the pariah out Of himself
0 Darlington was soon listening to al
e amazing range of adventures. TIL
I; old man bad seen Cuba In the fl
busters time, he had fought the Cana
dian constabulary as a Fenian, he ha
u been a sailor. and had touched tn
n shores Of many strange lands. Crane
pa Cavenaugh was anything but I'LL
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