The Brattleboro reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1907-1912, 1910-02-11

OF the dead, who yet lives to-io-
He fell back. With these words. whiel
seemed 10 seal Thomas To hls task. Amo
Cadwalader died.
CHAPTER Ill
EVA.
Felix had not inherited HE fathers in
lcapacity for making money. In the TWEEN
Ity years that had passed since Ihoma.
had been abroad he had built up Ion,
tune. which be- could not induce his IA,
Their 10 share. hut which that father was
perfectly willing 10 see devoted 10 their
mutual revenge. There was meaning,
therefore, IN the injunction Felix gave his
brother on his departure for Montgomery:
II have money; spend Il spend what you
will, and when your task Is completed,
there will still be some left for your
amusement
Thomas bowed. The laborer is worthy
OF his hire" was his thought. And YOU"
he asked, looking about the scanty walls.
which seemed 10 have lost their very ex.
cusc for being now that his father had
died win you remain here"
Felix's answer was abrupt. but positive.
NO; go 10 New York tomorrow. have
rented house there. which YOU may one
DAY wish 10 share. The name under which
have leased il is Adams. Felix Adams
As such you will address me. Cadwalader
is name that must not leave your lips
in Montgomery. nor must YOU forget that
my person is known there. otherwise we
might not have been dependent on you
smiled, fully conscious of being the hand
somer man OF the two. And now how
about those introductions we enjoined you
to bring from Paris"
The history OF the next few weeks can
best be understood BY reading certain let |
ing a diary drawn up by the same writer |
Tor his own relief and satisfaction. The |
etters will be found on the left, and the
HAIRY on the right. OF the double columns
hereby submitted The former are a sum.
nary of facts: the latter is a summary OF
ceilings. Both are necessary TO n right
of the situation.
FIRST LETTER
Dear Felix:
| am here: have seen her. She is, a.
ou have said, a pale blonde. Tomorrow
resent my credentials to John Poindexter.
rom what ] have already experienced
nticipate favorable reception.
Yours aft,
FIRST ENTRY.
| could not write Felix the true story Of
ais day. Why And why must | write
here: To turn my mind from dwelling
n it, Perhaps. ! do not seem to under
and my own feelings, or why begin to il
read my task, while ardently pressing for i
ard to accomplish it.
| have seen her This much | wrote to /
elk, but | did not say where our meeting h
ok place or how. How could |? Would r.
understand how one of Poindexter's \
God could be employed in a gracious act, {,
how /, filled with a purpose that has Il
AIDE my heart dark as hell ever since ] !,
lbraeed it, could find that heart swell and q
at purpose sink at my first glimpse of the .,
ce whose beauty | have sworn to devote n,
agony and tears? Surely, surely Felix i,
,uld have been stronger, and yet h,
went from the cars to the cemetery
fore entering the town or seeing to my
renew my oath in the place where. nine
m years ago, my father held me up, a yc
child, in threat, toward John di
indexter's home. | had succeeded in oy
ding the old and neglected stone which 1t
rked her resting.place, and was bending
the sunset light to examine II, when the sli
'tle of woman's skirts attracted my at
Ition, and I perceived advancing toward
a young girl in nimbus of rosy light
ich seemed to lift her from the ground
| give to her delicate figure and strange a.,
illumined head an ethereal aspect which ~
pure features and tender bearing did a a
belle. In her arms she carried huge e.,
ster of snow-whte lilies, and when / ~, ,'m
erved that her eyes were directed not n ,,'
me. but on the grave beside which Il,
cd, moved aside into the shadow of vi ~;
lie bushes and watched her while she h ln
.wed these howers-emblems of limo no
ce--over the grave | had Just left. ~;
What did it mean, and who was this VI, III
ng girl who honored with such gracious h hu
MORALS the grave of my long buried sis g. e.,
As she rose from her task could no H.,
ger restrain either my emotion or the i; ."'
osity with which her act had inspired n 40
Advancing, | greeted her with all the va, va;
,ect her appearance called for, and P T",
ing that her face was even more beauti- va
when lifted in speech than when bent eye ,
ravity over her flowers, asked her, in ~ ~
Indifferent tone of a stranger, who was VIZ,
ed in this spot, and why she, a mere We,
dropped flowers upon grave the moss r 30
f whose stone proved 1t to have been
long before she was born.
er answer caused me shock, full as my Dea
has lately been of startling expert A
IS. 81 strew flowers here" said she, to
ause the girl who lies buried under this Gus
e had the same birthday as myself. | pas,
r saw her, it's true, but she died in my thel
er's house when she was no older than van
n today, and since / have become a
ian and realize what loss there is in
g young, l have made it custom to
e with her my birthday flowers. She T
a lily, they say, in appearance and bnt
acter, and so | bring her lilies" Nj;
was Eva Poindexter, the girl L And cb;l,
vas strewing flowers on Evelyn's grave emh
LETTER IL. is t
Felix: won
nave touched the hand of John Poin- Am
er. In order to win place in the good will
IS of the daughter ] must please the He
r, or at least attract his favorable no. it's
| have reason to- think | have done doul
Goot
Very truly, my
Thomas. to t
ENTRY Ill. secre
O longer feel myself true man. John daug
lexter is cold in appearance, hard in
Ter, and infexible in opinion, but he
not inspire the adherence | antici-
nor awaken in me the one thought -
O the memory of my sister. Is it be- :
he is Eva's father? Has the lowell
of the daughter cast halo about the
t? If so. Felix has a right to execrate Tn
I'd my father to- know
LETTER Ill that that