Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1915-03-18

O'Connell went aboard with her. and
an odd couple they looked on the sa-
loon deck. with Peg holding on to
Michael, much to the amusement of
the passengers. the visitors and stew
ards.
Poor. stanch. loyal, honest, true lit
tie Peg. going alone to-what? Leav
ing the one human being she cared for
and worshiped-her playmate. counsel
or. friend and f%ather-all in one.
OConncsl never dropped his high
spirits all the time they We're together
on board the ship. He went aboard
with Il laugh, and when the bell rang
for all visitors to go ashore he said
goodby to Pes with Il laugh, while
poor Pegs heart felt like a stone i'll
her breast. She stood sobbing UP
against the rail of the saloon deck as
the ship swung clear. She was looking
for her father through the mists OF
tears that blinded her.
Just us the boat slowly swept past
the end of the dock she saw him right
at the last post SO that he could watch
the boat uninterruptedly until it was
out of sight. He was crying himself
.now-crying like a child-and as the
boat swung away he called up: "My lit
tie Peg! Peg O my hearth How
she longed to get off the ship and go
back to him! They stood waving to
each other as long as they remained
in sight.
While the ship plowed her way to-
ward England with little Peg on board
the man whom she was crossing the
Atlantic to meet died quietly II morn
ing with no one near him.
The nurse found Mr.. Kingsnorth
smiling peacefully us though asleep.
He had been dead several hours.
Near him on the table was a cable
dispatch from New York:
My daughter sailed on the Mauretania
today at 10 o'clock.
FRANK OWEN o'CONNELL.
Mrs. Chichester. whom we last saw
under extremely distressing circum-
stances in Ireland. now enters promi-
nently into the story. She was lead
! ing 4 secluded and charming existence
i'll an old and picturesque villa at Scar
borough, in the north of England. AL
though her husband had been dead for
several years, she still chung to the
outward symbols of mourning. 1t add
cd a softness to the patrician line of
her features and Il touch of distinction
to her manner and poise. She had All
illustrious example of a lifelong sor-
row and, being ever loyal, Mrs. Chi
chester retained the weeds of widow
hood and the Grape of affection eve
present.
She was proud indeed of her two
children, about whom she had written
so glowingly to her brother Nathaniel.
Alaric was the elder. In him Mrs.
Chichester took the greater pride. He
was SO nearly being great-even from
infancy-that he continually kept his
mother in a condition Of eXpectant
wonder. He was nearly brilliant at
school. At college he almost got his
degree. He just missed his blue" at
cricket, and but for an unfortunate
ball dribbling V e the net at a critical
moment in the semi-tinal of the tennis
championships he might have won the
cup. He was quite philosophic about
it, though, and never appeared to re,
proach fate for treating him SO shah.
billy.
He was always nearly doing some.
thing, and kept Mrs. Chichester in a
| 1ivo1v condition Of frl1ctinU hnna nn6
occasional disappointment. She knew
he would arrive some day-come into
his own. Then all these half reward.
| ed efforts would be invaluable in the
building of his character.
Her daughter, Ethel, on the Other
hand, was the exact antithesis to Alar
ic. She had never shown the slightes
interest in anything since she had frs
looked up at the man Of medicine who
ushered her into the world. She re
garded everything about her with the
greatest ~complacency. She was nevel
surprised or angry o" pleased or de
pressed. Sorrow seemed to af
feet her-nor JOY make her smile. Silt
looked on life as Il gentle brook dow
whose current she was perfectly con
tent to drift u~ndisturbeG. At leas
that was the eject created in Mrs
Ckichester's mind. She never though
it possible there might be latent pos
sihilities in her impressive daughter.
While her mother admired Ethel
lofty attitude of Indifference TOWARD
the world. q names that bespoke til,
%aristocrat, she secretly chafed at he
daughters lack of enthusiasm.
How different from Alaric, always full