Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1914-07-05

MTROOUcTONS WERE PAgEn ceAeaso

1t was a quarter after TO- Miss Susan
Farlow had just returned to the reception
room from her nightly tour o. the upper halls
to see if all her charges were in bed, where
the rules of the school confined them after
$3.50. 1t was at this moment that she heard
the thunderous knocking at the door. The old
maid felt her heart stop beating for a moment.
Who could it be at this time of night? Then
the thought came swiftly that perhaps the par
ent of some one of her charges was ill and this
the summons. Shilling her fears, she
went resolutely to the door and opened it.
There was no one in sight.
Who is it?" she called.
No one answered. She cupped her hand to
her ear. She could hear the clatter of horses
dimly
Well" she exclaimed, rather angrily, too.
She was in the act of closing the door when
the light from the hall discovered to her the
bundle on the steps. She stopped and
touched it.
" Good heavens, it's a child"
She picked the bundle up A whimper came
from it, tired little whimper of protest She
ran back to the reception room. A foundlingI
And on her doorstep 1t was incredible
Then she unwrapped the child. 1t was about
a year old dimpled and golden haired
thumb in it's rosebud mouth and its blue
eyes looked up trustfully into her own.
why, you cherub !" cried the old maid a
strange turmoil in her heart. She caught the
child to her breast, and thea for the first time
noticed the thick envelope pinned to the child's
cloak. She put the baby into chair and broke
open the envelope.
a Name this child Florence Gray. will
annually send a liberal sum for her support and
reclaim her on her eighteenth birthday The
other half of the inclosed bracelet will identify
over her in secret"
Into the fixed routine &c her humdrum life
had come a mystery, tantalizing, fascinating
mystery. She had read of foundlings left on
doorsteps-from paper covered novels confis-
Gated from her pupils-but THAT one should be
placed upon her own respectable doorstep!
Suddenly she smiled down at the child and
the child smiled back. And there was nothing
more to be done except to bow before the de-
crees of fate. Like all prim old maids her
heart was full of unrequi.ed romance and
here was something she right spend its foods
upon without let hindrance. Already she
was hoping that the man or woman who had
left it might never come hack
The next morning she called her two assist
ants into her study and explained what had
taken place. There should be no mystery on
her part. Her tale was accepted without com
ment In few days the excitement died
away, and school life went on as serenely as
before.
The child grew. Regularly each year. upon
a certain date, Miss Farlow received a regis
tered letter with money. These letters came
from all parts o, the world always the same
sum, always the anne line" am watching"
Thus seventeen years rassed and to Susan
Farlow each year seemed shorter than the one
before. For she loved the child with all her
heart. She had not trained young girls all
these years without becoming adept in the art
of reading the true signs of breeding As the
days went on the heart of Susan Farlow grew
heavy.
Never mind, aunty," said Florence; Il
shall always come back to see you"
She meant it, poor child but how was she
to know the terrors which lay yonder beyond
the horizon?
The house of Stanley Hargreave, in River
dale, was the house of no ordinary rich man
Outside it was simple enough. but within you
learned what kind of a man Hargreave was
There were rare Ispahans and Saruks on the
floors and tapestries on the wallis with here
and there a fine painting The library itself
represented fortune. Money had been laid