Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1909-01-29

- SVEN W everyone to have Sir Jonah
Barrlngton's chance of friendly Judge.
VINO insisted on his continuing the case
he mad begun, in consequence of his lead
er oelng temporarily out of court. So that
whether Granville Rose was a coming law
yer, or a pretentious impostor, was still
concealed in the womb of time, In the
meanwhile, the nothing he had to do he.
at all events, did Observation-Disclosures
good deal, than can be predicated of
many of us. He strolls leisurely out of
MS bedroom, in dressing gown and slip
pers, the day after Maude's resolution,
ana glanclng round his breakfast table,
takes little notice of the heap of letters
tnat lie thereon. His attention, on the
contrary, is arrested by the absence of
some condiment he peculiarly affects At
ter 1ndulging in solo on the bell, which
produces no apparent result, he opens the
window and runs up the vocal scale on
William" terminating, crescendo, in
William !" which seems to produce
some slight commotion, at length, in a
boy with pewter, and a companion fur
nished with shoe brushes, who are light
ening the hours by pitch and toss. Salts
tied with this result, he first opens the
morning paper.
Granville Rose is not in the least adj
dlcted to the pursuit or study of racing ;
still, like most men of his age about town,
he very frequently hears it talked Of He
knows the names of the prominent favor
ties for the coming great three-year-o
events of the season. Has he not more
than one friend who has asked him to
book himself for a Greenwich dinner in
the event of some Derby contingency COM
ing off satisfactorily? He throws his
eye lazily over the sporting intelligence,
and under the head of Betting on the
Two Thousand" he perceives Five to
two against Coriander-taken freely"
pose he'll about win. Suit Silky
Dallison down to the ground, 1 presume !;
not that l know much about it. But as
he hath hidden me to the consumption Of
clicquot and bait, if Coriander wins at
Epsom it is fair to presume he'd like to
see him we'll through his smalls,' to be-
gin with"
All we go laundering on in our blind
ness and ignorance. Can even the most
far-sighted of us ever predicate twenty
four hours ahead? What a mess Provi-
dence makes of our intricate calculations
What shallow fools we seem, after all our
study! I wonder what Granville Rose
would have said if anybody had limited
to him that within ten days his destiny
would be bound up with Coriander's? Can
you not fancy his laughing retort: Il
never race! What's Hecuba to me, or
l to Hecuba p" Yet it will be so.
Granville losses the paper on one side,
and in Il careless way takes up his letters.
Two or three are thrown aside; but his
pulse quickens, and his handsome fea-
lures flush a little, as he catches sight of
that firm, delicate hand he knows so well.
Maude's letter had been near the bottom
of the pile, or he had not glanced over
the paper before reading it. That cousin
of his had wound her way into his heart
strangely of late He hardly knew him
self how it had all come to pass. He had
bullied her as a boy: he even, till quite
lately, had snubbed her as a man. He
had liked her, ay loved her, in cousinly
fashion, all his life. How was he to have
dreamt that the gawky school girl who
accompanied him in his fishing expedi-
tions at Glinn was to grow into the love
" girl Maude had of late blossomed into?
He was no fool, and had as much COM
mand over his passions as five-and-twen-
ty. that sets up for no superlative virtue
and lives in the world can usually lay
claim to. That anything could be more
iniudicious than a love affair between
himself, with mere underlined prospects,
and the daughter of his ruined, spend
thrift uncle no one could be more clearly
aware. That if Maude Denison married,
If must be somebody with means and po-
sition. he thoroughly understood. That
he should at present marry anybody, he
unite recognized as an impossibllity. And
ro+ with all these theoretical axioms
distinctly present to his mind, he was
forced to admit to himself that he was
oyar head and ears in love with his cousin.
T,bat he had never even limited it to her
was fact upon which he gave himself
most extraordinary credit. That she had
&c vet given him no earthly reason to sup
1850 he was anything to her but Cousin
Cran was a circumstance that he brooded
over sulkily and despondingly. With these
correct and high-principled views, II
should have been made matter or great
pratulation; but you see it was not. l
am afraid it will ever be So Inc right
neonle never do fall IN love with each
other: while, from the days Helen lett
Menelaus to the present time, the con
verse Of the proposition seems inexhaustl-
BILE and Interchangeable.
Rut all this while Grenvllle Rose hao
been reading Maude's epistle. his race
darkens as he does so, the brows contract
and a curse breaks ct last from MS ups
in low, cultural tone that bodies bad
times for somebody, supposing that Gren-
vile possesses power equal to his neil
nation. =, 44,a
..NIv instinct didn't fail me. Better Ia
bave dislocated his cursed neck by throw
ing him down stairs that night tnan tni ,.
And the poor child appeals to me TO neip
bori What can do?"
Once more he glances at the Letter
.oa;n he reads the paragraph: Gren
dear, you have been my resource N m an ao my
scranes since 1 can remember DO come
~ nv rescue now; what am ! to DO!
Nv childish troubles of bygone days We're
~ - much account, whatever they might
not VI hAo~AA .ox,s ayfiU C71i Oh