The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-04-16
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( cabinet containing collection of
( small worries and faience
He went thoughtfully back to the
great hall where sat the big chest on
| which lay the volume OF Lucille" He
/ pushed down the antique wrought
/ iron hasp and threw up the lid 1t
was filed to the brim with textures:
heavy portieres Of rose-damask, table
I covers of faded soft-toned tapestry,
window -hanglngs of dull green-all
/ with tobacco-leayes laid between the
folds and sifted thickly over with the
, sparkling white powder At the bot
tom, rolled In tarry-smelling paper, he
found half-dozen thin. Persian pray
errugs.
'Phew!" he whistled. II certainly
ought TO be grateful TO that law firm
That inspected the place Think of
the things lying here all these years,
Ana that powder everywherei It's
done the work, too, for there's not a
sign OF moth. II I'm not careful, I'll
stumble over the family plate--it
seems 10 be about the only thing want
ing"
lie thought a moment, then went
quickly into the library and began to
ransack the trunk At length he found
small box containing keepsakes of
various kinds. He poured the medley
on to the table-an uncut moonstone,
an amethyst-topped pencil that one Of
his tutors had given him as a boy, a
tigers claw, a compass and what-not
Among them was a mans sealring
with crest cut In a cornellan. He
looked at 1t closely 1t was the same
device.
The ring had been his fathers
Just when or how 1t had come into
his possession he could never remem-
Der. IL had lain among these keep
sakes SO many years that he had al
most forgotten its existence He had
never worn ring. but now, as he
went back to the hall, he slipped 1t
on his finger The motto below the
crest was worn away, but 1t showed
clear in the marble of the hall-mantle:
| cllnge
His eyes turned from the carven
words and strayed to the pleasant sun
ny foliage outside An arrogant boast.
perhaps. yet in the event well justi-
fed. Vallants had held that selfsame
slope when the encircling forests had
rung with war-whoop and blazed with
torturetlre, They had held on through
Revolution and Civil war Good and
bad. abiding and lawless every gener-
alton had cleaved stubbornly to it's
acres. clinge His father had chung
through absence that seemed to have
been almost exile, and now he, the last
Valiant, has come to make good the
boast
His gaze wavered. The tail of his
eye had caught through the window a
squirt of something dashing and vivid.
that grazed the corner OF far.off
held He craned his neck. but II had
passed tho line of his vision. The
next moment, however, there came
trailing on the satlny stiffness the
high-keyed ululation of horn, and an
instant later a long halloo-o!
mixed with patterlng chorus of
yelps.
He went close. and leaning from the /
sill, shaded his eyes with his hand. /
The noise swelled and rounded In vol. /
ume; 1t was nearing rapidly. As he /
looked the hunt dashed into full view .
between the tree boles--a galloplng .
melee of khaki and scarlet. swarming
across the fresh green of wheat.
field, behind Il spotted swirl OF hounds. |
"Confound IT." said John Valiant
belligerently; they're on my landi"
They were near enough now for him
10 hear the voices of the men, calling
to the dogs and to see
the white ribbons OF foam across the
TANKS of the laboriug horses. One
scarlet.coatcd feminine rider. detached
from the bunch, had spurred In ad.
vance and was leading by clean hun
drcd yards, bareheaded. her hat fallen
back to the limit OF its ribbon knotted
under her chin. and her waving hair
cleaning like furnished gold
How she rides" muttered the soil.
larry watcher. Gross saddle. OF course
the sensible little sport, She'll
never in the world do that wall,--Yes,
by GEORGE" John Valiants admira.
lion turned TO delight Why" he
said it's the I.ady-of.the Roses!"
he put his hands on the sill and
iaulted TO the porch.