Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-07

TO-DAY'S TNSTALLMENT.
This suggestion, OF course. appealed
10 Philip. Nothing could be more de-
lightful He whispered in Evelyn's
ear that he would hug her for the idea
at the first available opportunity.
one morning. a day OF June rain,
letter reached Philip. It bore the print
ed superscription, THE Hall Beltham
Devon" but this was struck out and
another address substituted. IT was
written in a scrawling, waveHng hand,
The caligraphy Of q man old and very
IN. II read
"My Dear Philip: am dying at the
point of death, so Use no labored
words to explain why ! address you In
such manner. want to tell you how
bitterly / regret the injustice showed
to your dear mother and my sister. H.
Of your charity, you will come to my
bedside, and assure feeble old man OF
your forgiveness, can meet the coming
ordeal strong In the certainty that Mary
Anson will not refuse what you have
given in her behalf. Your sorrowing
uncle. PHILIP MoRLAND,"
With this piteous epistle was inelosed
another.
Dear Mr.. Anson | join my earnest
duplication to my husbands that you
Will console his last hours with a visit.
He blames himself for what has hap
pened in the past. Yet the fault was
more mine than hls--far more, For his
sake I willingly admit ii. And ! have
been punished for my sin. Ruined In
fortune, with my husband at DEATHS
door, ! am Indeed a sorrowing woman.
Yours faithfully,
LOUISA MoRLAND."
The angular Italian handwriting OF
he second letter recalled faded script
IN his safe at that moment. The adj
dress in each case was a village on the
Yorkshire coest, remote and inacces-
sible place according to Philips unaided
recollection of the map. Grange
House" might he farm or a broken
down manor and I4ady Morlsnd's Ad-
mission OF reduced circumstances mol
lated that they had chosen the locality
for economy's sake.
These appeals brought a frown Of In
decision to Anson's brow. His uncle,
and his uncle's wife had unquestionably
been the means of shortening and en-
offering his mothers life The man
might have acted in ignorance; the
woman did not.
Yet what could he do Refuse
living relatives request! They, or one
Of them, refused his mother pitiful de-
naud for a little pecuniary help at
time when they were rich.
And what dire mischance could have
sunk them into poverty, Little more
shan two months had passed since Sir
Philip Morland was inquirins for his
Philip whereabouts through Messr&
sharpe & Smith with a view toward
making him his heir.
Was the inquiry Lady Morlands last
-use to save an encountered estate?
Why was all pretense of doubt as to
MS relationship swept aside SO COM
pletely7
He glanced again at the address on
he letter. and asked a servant to
bring him railway guide Then he
sscertaiued that II he would reach
Scarsdaie that day he must leave Lon
don not. later than noon. There was
Journey of nearly seven hours by rail.
No chance of returning the same night.
He went TO the library and rang up
sharpe < smith on the telephone.
A clerk assured him that Mr. Sharpe,
who attended to Sir Philip Morland's
.ffairs, had been summoned to Devon
shire the previous day.
''To DevonshtreF cried Philip. Il
nave Just received letters from Sir
Philip and Lady Morland from York
shire"
Another Letter.
Air sharpe himself is puzzled about
the matter, sir. Lady Morland wrote
from Yorkshire, but told him 10 pro
recd to Devonshire without delay
Has there been some unexpected de-
velopmen, affecting the estate?"
Il am sorry, sir. but you win see 1
TAN hardly answer any further aues-
tous"
OF course the clerk was right. Phil
10 had hardly quilted the telephone
when note reached him by hand from
Evelyn. Please come at once Must
see you
He was at Mount street in three
minutes
Evelyn looked serious and began by
holding out letter to him, He recog,
nized Lady Morland's writing
''PhiHp-those people-who behaved
so badly to your mother
Have they dared TO trouble youg"
"oh. It is 70 sad. Your uncle Is dy-
ing They are wretchediy poor; an I'M
foreseen collapse, See"
MINT IFT Y0IIR HAIR