The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-07-28
that lasted a hundred years. And Sir
Rogers lady was q Caldwell"

= PHEASANT evening he was invited to |
make the castle his headquarters, and
the upshot was that, week later, he |
was still guest there, and his host, |
the squire, resolutely refused to let |
him depart, at least until the relation. J
ship had been cleared up.
Il think" he said, that you and /!
Lucy are twenty.ninth cousins"
Lucy was the most delightful cousp
In he had ever had.
She proved mine Of genealogy.
why, I do believe I didn't finish
that story Of the legend" she said ono
day, when they stood side by side at
the tomb. "You know Lady Brow no
was really bad woman. She ran
away to Lyonesse, In the west some.
where-a mythical country far out In
the Atlantic-while Sir Roger was in
the Holy Land. When he came back
he prophesied that In eight hundred
years she would come back to him,
and he would recognize her and rise
out OF the grave and pardon her.
But I must say 1t doesn't look as
though he was going to fulfill his
promise. for eight hundred years were
up five years ago."
The glamor Of the English country.
side bewitched Caldwell. He could
have lived there forever. But the
short vacation was drawing toward Ito
end. And 4 singular difficulty was
troubling him.
He loved Lucy. A shy, reserved
man, 1e had never thought Of mar
rage until her sweet face and pleas.
ant, simple ways attracted him.
Would she come back with him7 Or
should he abandon everything, settle
In England. and trust to being able
to succeed there and to maintain her
In her accustomed manner of lifel
That night he dreamed Of her among
the garden flowers: he seemed to see
In them the renewal Of the ancient
league between the two families; he
wandered through the castle grounds,
happy in his newly-found resolution.
There was newcomer at dinner-a
Caldwell. He was young fellow just
down from Cambridge and evidently
an old friend.
sid have known you for Caldwell
any day." he said to Merton. do you
know you arc the exact image Of Sir
Roger"
WHY, 50 he Isl" exclaimed the
squire. "Hcw odd-how extraordinary
~ odd! Don't you see it. Lucy?"
Everybody did. and the recognition
seemed an omen to Merton. Perhaps
he. then, was the cid knight reborn
to win his lady In new world, Ia
wipe out the unhappiness Of the past
He would speak TO Lucy that even
! ing.
i After dinner the squire took him
aside. II ought to- tell you" he said,
innoceatiy. that Mr.. Caldwell and
Lucy are to be married next autumn.
They have been engaged for year.
So II they are little inhospitabla
.you--youll understand. ehs"
"Yes," answered Merton, dismaily.
| An hour later he was In the Nor
man church, beside the tomb. How
ssoon his hopes had been dashed downl
4 'WhatAne had taken for dawning love
was nothing but friendship, sincere
and unaffected. He must not betray
himself! He must leave on the NOR.
row.
A'beam Of moonlight broke through
I a cleft in the wall and shone full upon
the figures Of atone. It lit MP the an
Client lady's marble face, and, a. Il
did 60. Caldwell started back with IN
exclamation Of amazement
The face Of mcknight was his-so
much he had seen. But that Of TIE
lady ,was-not Lucy's, but Miss
Browns. The family type had been
re.created in her az though those
eight centuries had been wiped out
completely.
There she lay, the little schoolmis-
tress, with her delicate features. the
efigy pf her who had wandered away
Ito Lyonesse-a mythical country Tar
.out in the Atlantic"
Then the full significance Of the old
story struck Caldwell like lightning
Hash. 1t was coincidence, Of course:
he did not believe that the legend was
to be fulfilled In them. But Tor the
first time:he thought eof Miss Brown.
his friend 1of five summers, patient.
lovable; he remembered her face that
day she said gooc-by. and her hair.
whipped hack by the wind.
Ealf an hour afterwafd he was bid.
ding his host good-by 10 the hall Of
the castle.
Il business matter, and positively
not to be avoided" he explained. Eyes.
I take the early morning train. I'll be
up before you are down"
If Miss Lucy had guessed his feel
ing she would have thought herself
mistaken when she looked into his
frank face.
Il hope you will both be very hap
py," he said. And perhaps the old al
lance between the Brownies and Cald.
wells will be repeated many a time"
They did not quite UNDERSTANDINGS
til they received his wedding an
nouncement.