The Lakeland evening telegram., 1913-09-29
MOnEY For TIE CnynoU
BY J. w. JACKSON.

The rich man stood in the middle
of his study, one hand holding his
eyeglasses, in an attitude of expect
ancy, and the other waving the young
clergyman to seat
Nothing of the kind today, Mr.
Clanpel,' the minister said. Il came
to ask you for new church"
The rich man dropped into his re
volving chair with the suddenness oi
discovery in gravitation.
"You did, did you? Well, don't
know about that" he said, quizzically
I'VE need church and rectory,
the minister continued, without Wis
ible discontinue. There will be nc
trouble about getting a rectory il
can manage to secure the church build
ing"
"Yes, yes; | understand" Mr. Clan
pei broke in, but I'm afraid I can't
afford you church Yet-hold on a
minute" he added, as he took up a
letter which he had apparently writ.
ten that morning See here" he
continued, as he glanced over it;
read this. Here is a way in which
you might get what you want"
Graham looked over the sheet and
read it the second time. Then he
sat for a little while in a train Of
thought which brought frown to his
| forehead.
"Mr Clanpel, 90 you remember
Elizabeth Traverse" the clergyman
asked, suddenly.
The chair came around with a quick
jerk.
I'm Heavens name, man. How
glibly you use name. What do you
know about herr"
81 know all about her. Graham de-
clared, as he rose from the chair and
| laid the letter on the desk.
"Sit down, man; sit down, and tell
me-" Clanpel begged. There's no
hurry about your going. is there?"
81 should make a CALL" Graham
said. consulting his watch. IF l
could write note and send by mes
senger?"
"Oh, surely, yes. Sit down here.
| Will have man drive over with it,"
Mr. Clanpol indicated paper and en-
vclopes. Then he touched a button
and gave orders for the carriage.
The minister wrote few lines rap.
idly on plain sheet of paper.
The sealed letter bore no address
and Graham handed it to the servant
with directions fer delivery and a re-
quest to wait for an answer
How came you to know Mrs.-Miss
Travers?" Clanpel asked.
II am engaged to marry her niece"
Graham explained.
"Is-is she well?" Clanpel asked,
struggling to open the conversation.
"Quite WE'LL
"Her marriage-was it accounted q
success?"
Hardly Graham answered, with a
flavor Of irony, ''inasmuch as she
never married"
do you moan to tell me" he asked,
in a slow voice, that have deceived
myself all this time?"
Graham nodded afirmatively.
MAN alive" Clanpel continued,
with a high note in his voice: I've
had murder in my heart for years.
And now you tell me that have
harbored this hate without reason.
Tell me more
There isn't much to tell. Ten
years ago you thought-only thought
Captain Thomas had won out"
"Yes-the furies take him!" ejacu-
lated the older man.
"He is dead" Graham said, with
something of solemnity. "He died a
week after his arrival in London,
where he had hoped to marry her.
She came back here in the course Of
time. Five years later she lost her
father and almost all means of sup
port. Since then she has been strug-
Cling against adverse circumstances"
"And | with more than | can use,"
Clanpel murmured.
Clanpel hardly gave a glance in
the direction of the door when the
servant came in with the answer to
Graham's ncte.
"Mr. Clanpel' Graham asked, after
reading the answer, do you still
hold to your agreement in regard to
the letter you showed me-"
"Yes,' was the absent reply.
1.-The letter instructs y0r agent" "
Graham continued, ito secure the
Mercer farm at the lowest possible
figure, with thirty thousand dollars as
the limit"
THAT is the idea. Whatever he
saves out of the thirty thousand you
shall have for the church" Mr.. Clan
pei assured him.
very we'll" Graham replied. 81
have written to the owner and this
reply gives me authority to fix the
price. There is a mortgage on the
place; the owner must have as much
as possible. | ask thirty thousand
dollars. Read the letter.
i Mr.. Clanpel glanced at the written
page.
Signed elizabeth Travers!" he
said, in anlazement.
] I'll go and buy the farm in per.
sen," Clanpel said, impetuously.
Turning to Graham, he aided: my