Charlevoix county herald., 1915-10-30

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its answer will depend my whole flu
ture. The SCOTS have never been men
Of many words. and though our pas
sions are less volatile than are those OF
the great majority"-with deprecat-
Ing wave of his hand-"they have the
quality of steadiness and endurance.
I'm one Of the old Scotts-the last of
the old SCOTS. l should say (how fine
that sounded) and l assure you that
In asking for your hand do 1t with
all the sincerity and respect Scott
can be capable of. VIII you marry
me?"
"Yes-Alfred," she said, blushing up
at him. and In q moment she felt the
dispassionate embrace and judicial
kiss of the last highly evolved mem
Der Of the ancient family of Scott.
She felt he might have shown some
emotion, If ever SO little, at this, the
greatest moment of their lives; but
was treasured with the thought that
his high breeding and fine origin more
than compensated for the lack of any
momentary display of passion.
Il have my car at the door, Alfred.
It's been waiting for me for over an
hour. Will you ride with me, out into
the country? We can be alone. i feel
we should be alone today"
las you wish, dear. shall be de-
lighted"
Then go out and wait for me at the
gate. l shan't be a minute. /. want
to get some wraps"
She went with swift, glad steps to-
ward the house and he sauntered
languidly to the gate.
When he reached the sidewalk, his
gentle, delicate nature was shocked at
the sight Of John Huff, his tobacco
mist, and one of his many creditors, in
an attitude denoting deliberate wait
! ing.
mr.. Scott, sir. I've taken the lib
erty-"
IL should say you had taken a
liberty" Scott cut In. "How dare you.
sir!"
But" pleadingly, this bill has been
running for eight months now, and |
have bills l myself must meet"
II can't talk of this matter now
Then, suddenly, as he saw a nasty
| CLINT harden the others eye, Listen,
Huff" in a conciliatory tone, land
don't let this go any further"-confi-
dentally-"I expect to marry the mis-
tress of this house very shortly" with
look Of subtle assurance, land then
shall settle in full. In the mean
time, don't make yourself evident. Go
away now"
A moment later Anita, dressed for
motoring, and looking infinitely hap
Ply, appeared at the gate.
w.
They rode a great distance, through
small towns and sleepy villages, way
on up into the mountains, and arriv-
ing at the village Of Haslon about two
o'clock in the afternoon. The car
was crawling slowly along the main
tracted to a low red brick building,
the only brick building they had thus
far seen In the town.
II wonder what that is. 1t seems
out of place here" she laughed.
Courthouse, probably" he said;
and then, struck with a sudden
thought, II say, Ann, wouldn't it be
a lark to go in there and get mar
ried-right now!
They went and, when she rode
home again in the sweet pink glow
of June evening, 1t was as the wife
of Alfred Scott, the last of the noble
old family of SCOTS!
They were met at the gate by her
butler.
Miss Logan, ma'am. There's a
man in the library, ma am, who says
he wants to see you. Very important
business, he says"
did he tell you his manner"
"Yes'm. Rodgers" he said Henry
Rodgers"
"Oh, to be sure. Rodgers. He's my
attorney"
When they reached the library,
Henry Rodgers rose from his chair
and bowed courteously.
Good evening, Miss Logan. I
shouldn't have awaited your coming
| oO PCioioNChliy OLly III 6OinS ONCi
your fathers will again today I hap
pened on a clause which, I'm sorry
to say, has hitherto escaped my at
tention."
What is it?" she asked nervously.
why It's in the nature of q re-
strictive clause, Miss Logan. 1t pro-
vided that If either you or your Sis
ter marry before reaching the age OF
twenty-five, you forfeit your share OF
the fortune"
Anita was stunned at this startling
disclosure, and for a moment was
speechless. Then she turned quickly
confidently to her husband, and
found his eyes intent upon her. His
face had gone suddenly pale, his eye
brows were contracted In fear, and
his lips pressed into a tight line of
mute warning for her to be silent, as
his head shook ever so little just
suggestively-from side to side.
Very well, Mr.. Rodgers, but we
| should have known this before. You