The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1915-09-04

sir, I dare say I could find her "a.
dress. She left W about nine months
after Elma-"
II should esteem II q great favor II
you would give me that young lady's
address," ! said, whereupon she un-
and took therefrom q thick, leather.
bound book which she consulted for a
few minutes. at last exclaiming:
Yes. here it is-Lydia Moreton.
daughter of Sir Hamilton Moreton.
X. C. M. G.. Winston Grange, Doncas.
ter"
And with that / took my leave,
thanking her, and returned to Lon.
don.
Could Lydia Moreton furnish any
information? II SO, / might find this
girl whose photograph had aroused the
irate jealousy Of the mysterious un.
known.
The ten o'clock Edinburgh express
from Kings Cross next morning took
me up to Doncaster, and hiring musty
old fly at the station. drove three
miles out Of the town on the Rother.
ham road. finding Winston Grange to
be a fine old Elizabethan mansion In
the center of a great park, with tall
old twisted chimneys, and beautifully
kept gardens
When I descended at the door and
rang, the footman was not aware
whether Miss Lydia was in. He looked
at me somewhat suspiciously, l
thought, until gave him my card and
impressed upon him meaningly that 1
had come from London purposely to
see his young mistress upon a very i'm.
portant matter
Tell her." said, "that wish to see
her regarding her friend. Miss Elma
Heath"
Miss Elma 'Eath," repeated the
man. Very well. sir. Will you walk
this way?"
/ followed him across the big old
oak-paneled hall, filled with trophies
Of the chase and arms Of the civil
W al ., ihtO q PduCiCu loolu Oh
the left, the deep-set window with its
diamond panes giving out upon the old
bowling-green and the flower garden
beyond.
Presently the door opened. and q
tall. dark-haired girl in white entered
with an inquiring expression upon her
face as she halted and bowed to me.
Miss Lydia Moreton, I believer" I
commenced. and as she replied in the
Affirmative. I went on: Il have first
to apologize for coming to you. but
Miss Sotheby. the principal of the
school at Chichester, referred me to
you for information as to the present
whereabouts of Miss Elma Heath. who.
l believe, was one Of your most init.
mate friends at school" And I added
. lie. saying: II am trying. on behalf
Of an aunt Of hers, to discover her."
WELL" responded the girl. 81 have
only one or two letters. She's in her
uncle's hands, l believe, and he won't
let her write. poor girl. She dreaded
leaving u.s."
Why"
"Ah! she would never say. She had
some deep-rooted terror Of her uncle.
Baron Oberg, who lived in st. Peters
burg, and who came over at long inter
walls to see her. But possibly you know
the whole story"
81 know nothing" I cried eagerly.
You will be furthering her interests,
as well as doing me great personal
favor, If you will tell me what you
know"
1T Is very little" she answered.
leaning back against the edge of the
table and regarding me seriously.
Poor Elma! Her people treated her
very badly indeed. They sent her no
money, and allowed her no holidays.
and yet she was the sweetest-tempsred
and most patient girl in the whole
school,"
"Well-and the story regarding
herr"
1T was supposed that her people at
Durham did not exist" she explained.
'Elma had evidently lived a greater
part of her life abroad, for she could
speak French and Italian better than
he professor himself, and therefore
Always won the prizes. The class re-
volted, and then she did not compete
my more. Yet she never told us Of
where she had lived when a child. She
anne from Durham. she said-that |
vas all"
You had a letter from her after
he baron came and took her away?"
Three or four, think. They were
Ill from places abroad. One was from
Vienna, one was from Milan, and one |
rom some place with an unpronounce-
bile name In Hungary. The last"
Yes, the last!" gasped eagerly. In.
errupting her.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
y"