The Irish standard., 1914-02-14

perhaps need be no question of plain
and spinstered millions-there was
Katharine Fargo!
In his heart John Valiant was aware,
by those subtle signs which men and
women alike distinguish, that while
Katharine Fargo loved first and fore
most her own wonderful person, he
had been an easy second in her re-
gard.
John Valiant looked down at the
bulldog squatted on the floor, his eyes
shining in the dimness. A little hot
ripple had run over him. Not on
your life, Chum!" he said. mo shame.
less barter! There must be other
things besides money and social posi-
ton in this doddering old world, after
all! We're going to begin something
for ourselves, if it's only raising cab
bages! And we're going to stand it
without any baby-aching-the nurse
never held our noses when we took
our castor-oil"
1t was folded down, that old bright
page. Finis had been written to the
rose-colored HAPPIER. And even as he
told himself, he was conscious of
new rugged something that had been
slowly dawning within him, a sense Of
courage, even of zest, and furious
hatred of the self-pity that had
wrcMched him even for a moment.
He turned from the window, picked
VI his letters, and followed by the dog,
went slowly up another fight to his
room.
He tore open the letters distracted
ly: the usual dinner-card or two, a
tailors spring announcement, a
chronic serial from an explanatory
marble-quarrying company, quarterly
statement of club house!committee.
The last two missives bore monde
script look.
One was small, with the name of
legal firm in its corner. The other
was largish, corpulent and heavy, Of
stout Manila paper, and bore, down
one side, a gaudy procession of post
age stamps proclaiming that it had
been registered
whats in that, l wonder?" he said
to himself, and then, with a smile at
the unmasculine speculation, opened
the smaller envelope.
Dear Sir" began the letter, In the
most uncompromisingly conventional
Of typewriting:
Dear Sir:
Enclosed please find. with title
deed, memorandum opened in your
name by the late John Valiant some
years before his death. 1t was his
desire that the services indicated in
connection with this estate should con-
tinue till this date. We hand you
herewith our check for $236.2O 1.-TWO
hundred and thirty-six dollars and
twenty cents), the balance in your IA
vor, for which please send receipt,
"And oblige,
Yours very truly,
Emerson and Ball"
"(Enclosure)
He turned to the memorandum. It
showed stable initial deposit against
which was entered series of annual
tax payments with minor disburse-
ments credited to inspection and
care" The tax receipts were pinned
to the account.
The larger wrapper contained an un-
sealed envelope, across which was
written In faded ink and in an unfa-
miliar dashing, slanting handwriting,
his own name. The envelope con-
tanned creased yellow parchment.
from between whose folds there
dumped and futtered down upon the
floor long fattish object wrapped
in a paper, newspaper clipping and
q letter
Puzzled he unfoldcd the cracking
thing in his hands. Why" he said
half aloud, "it's-it's deed made over
to me-" He overran it swiftly. Part
of an old Colony grant a
plantation in Virginia, twelve hum
dred odd acres. given under the hand
OF vice.regal governor in the six.
teenth century. had no idea titles
In the United States went back 80 far
40 that!" His eye fed to the end.
1T was my fathers! What could he
have wanted Of an estate in Virginia?
1t must have come into his hands in
the course of business"
He picked up the newspaper clip
ping. 1t was worn and broken in the
folds as II 1t had been carried for
months in a pocketbook.
1T will interest readers of this sec.
ton of Virginia (the paragraph be.
gan, to learn, from a recent transfer
received for record at the County
Clerks Office. that Damory Court has
passed to Mr.. John Valiant, minor"
He turned the paper over and found
a date; it had been printed in the year
of the transfer to himself. when he
was six years old-the year his father
had died.
John Valiant, minor, the son of
the former owner.
There are few indeed who do not
recall the tragedy with which in the
public mind the estate is connected.
The fact, moreover, that this old home
stead has been left in its present state
(for, as is we'll known, the house has
remained with all its contents and fur
nishings untouched) to rest during so
long term of years unoccupied, could
not, Of course, fail to be commented
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