The Washington times., 1912-06-15

mabel, kneeling down by Lord
- Baramore's chair and kiss
ing the thin little face,
biushed rosy red. but the Child looked
up in his face and said innocently:
DO you? | don't know you!i'
Clifford. helped Annabel to find you"
oh" cried the child, .and. daddy. |
on. sinking back against her fathers
shoulder with contented sigh.
Lord Baramore pressed her to him as
II he could never let her go, then raised
his head. ....
Go on, Janet" he said quietly.
II took q little room on the top floor
Of a boarding house in New York" she
went on. land seldom took the child
for her; she was dreadfully unhappy
housed up so, and one day when Il
was .pondering what to do. ! remember
ed that my step brother, John Puyster.
had a cousin in America, and so
wrote him.
He told me that his cousin, Paul
Jennings. lived in little village named
Hillsdale. near Philadelphia. I didn't
think that Johns cousin was named
Jennings. but little did care what his
name was: all I wanted was some quiet,
obscure place to take that child.
well, I wrote to the man he called
Paul Jennings. and in few days let
ter came back to me saying that they
had a big house at the edge of the viii
LACE right out In the country. and would
take me and the girl to board for $50 a
week.
81 thought that was pretty high board.
but / knew nothing about prices in
knew how much $50 was. But l had
plenty of money to pay whatever was
necessary, and SO we went to Hills
dale.
The minute I saw the man l knew
his name was not Jennings, but Jim
Hoskins, for ! had seen him time or
two at my brothers home. And the
minute that woman set eyes on Miss
Elenore she asked me point blank II she
was not kenton Baramore's child. I
denied this OF course. and told her
Lizzie Puyster: but was too taken back
by her question to be real quick.
What with prying and pumping, and
eon eor ee we Were ooFns
and putting this and that together. she
soon had the Whole story. She told me
that It ~Sud Su be better that should
from England. and though 1 detested
the woman from the first minute ! set
eyes on her. ! gave in to that, and as
"One, day. soon after we came, I
found her at my trunk, and We had a
terrible scene. and the next day when
she saw little Miss Elenores bracelet
she rushed at her like a
mad woman, struck her across the face.
shook end slapped her. and tore the lit
after. That night she ran to Elenore $
trunk, pulled out all her beautiful lit
tie clothes. and before my very face
and eyes stuffed them into the stove
and burned them.
II knew then what a horrible mistake
! had made in taking the child there
but ! could not take her away-theS
would not let me. They told me that
7 n h., y
thing, disgrace Lady Baramore, and
send me to the penitentiary. Wha
could I dor
But one morning when she was get
her-shruck her brutally. | could no
stand that, and ! went for her. Sh,
ran out into the kitchen and caught III
a knife and came after me. Her hus
band was out at the barn, and I wa
almost helpless in her hands.
II was fighting for my life, the poo
child shrieking with pain and terror
when he came rushing into the house
from her, but not before l was cut an,
slashed up cruelty. and the moment h
wrenched her loose from me fell dow
on the floor and tainted
She saw the blood on my face, m
hands and my clothes, and thought sh
had killed me. and ran, shTieking liz
wild thing, out of the house"
Yes, yes; that was the day she cam
Yes, I heard them talking about
afterward. They were afraid you peo
pie would come over here and And on
about the trouble, and because | wa
so bad they didn't want you to see mt
Che told you | had gone back to Ems
land. From that time on 1t WAS troubl
all the time. She seemed to have
and delighted in torturing her. At las
/ couldn't stand 1t any longer, so
took little Elenore and tried to I'll
away, but they found us and brougf
us back. and from that time | was shu
up in the underground room"
But you could have got out OF that.
put in young Baramore. There is
passage out into the woods.
IT know that; but Mrs: Hoskins a
ways carried the key in her pocket" 4"
But the room is open now!" persiste
Baramore.
Yes. They left the key behind whe
SNey went. think they must have fol-
GVtten 1t in their flight l only found
a little while ago. l meant to hav
tried to get away tonight"
oh. how thankful ] am that W
found you first' cried Annabel. an
Lord Baramore shuddered and claspe
his little daughter closer In his arm a
he realized how nearly he had lost he
II am glad myself" went on II
ceit And, though i have been he
worst enemy, / really love little Mis-
Eienore, and am glad that she is ono
more back with her own. j may haN
been a great sinner. Lord BaTamore
she Went on passionately: but haN
bitterly atoned for 1t. have had to r
main shut up here and hear that Mt
child cry out with agony and Couiu M
help her, and know that 1t was ! WI
brought her here to fall into II
clutches of that woman, that imp WI
wreaked her rage, her spite, her vel
geance against you upon your child,
And, oh! she did hurt me so, daddy
broke in the little one platntiVelX. 81
beat me and kicked me, and called n
bad names. and she nearly starved m
too. never got anything nice TO ei
only when Mr. Jennings sneaked 1t
me. He never beat me, and wheneN
he was here he made her stop,
"Oh, don't darling. don't cri'
Lord Baramore, white to the lips.
cannot stand it to hear that-that an
one should strike you-should beat n
delicate, beautiful little flower. oh.
] could get my hands upon them
Several times tried 10 escape