The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-08-04
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Miss Christie IL newspaper
au-trayeling aionei"
The daughter. whom they ad'
dressed ms "Hilda." made the an.
nouncemcnt promptly.
'indced7" said the mother, In
deed 2"
My word" said the father. "My
world"
Then he turned to his daughter.
My dear. the American women
are so eapable," he said
And you do not mind the loneli.
ness OF the trip you're taklngf' the
mother put In hastily.
Il didn't-~untii today"
but We must zee TO u that you're
not too lonely" she fastened 10 as-
sure me. Where have they put
you TN the dinlngroom. my dear"
mentioned my tables location.
"Oh, but we'll get the steward 10
chanEe you al onca1" they ohoruaed.
'td best write down our number.
tho I'll see the steward myself. !"
the father said
From his poeketbook he produced
card. seribbling their table mum.
Der upon the back and handing II
/ 10 me.
"Mr Herbert Montgomery. Dan.
neriey Hall. Bannerley. fanea'
shire" was the way Il read.
Lancashire" asked. looking up
so quickly that Hilda mistook my
emotion for dlsmay.
Yes. we live In Lancashire,
but
But we're going on TO London
first" Mrs. Montgomery assured
me.
We'll see 20 IL that you're put
down. safe and sound. at chRring
Cross" Mr.. Herbert Montgomery
| finished up.
looked up again. this time in
sheer hewilderment.
"Liserpool's in Lancashire" iiida
explained. Il thought perhaps YOU
were afraid We would desert YOU AS
soon rs we locked"
laughed In some embarrassment.
I'm sure never before heard
that Liverpool had any connection
with Lancashire" explained, but
was thinking of--something else.
Something eiNe-how curious
Why, what else II Lancashire noted
for IN America. pray"
DO vuu--dues Il happen that you
have ever heard ~ Colmerc Alb
heyg" | asked
They drew deep breath. evil
identity relieved
DO We" they chorused again.
We'll. Tather'"
Surely you don't mean TO tell me
that lis your own homef" | de-
manded. wondering II coincidence
had gone 80 far. but they shook |
their heads
NO, Just next-door neighbors"
Next door neIrhbors TO the place.
my dear young lady" Mr.. Mont. |
gomery modified. gianoins at his
wife rather reproachfuiiy. Not TO
,he--own-r Of colmcrs,"
HIT scarcely heard him. was
trying to place an ancient memory |
Ia my mind.
sBannerley Hall"
That's our place
But I'm trying To remember |
where | have heard Of H." er- |
piained. "Of course' They men /
toned IL at one time or another"
They Who. my DEAR Why |
Herbert Isn't this interesting
why. Lady Frances Wehb-and |
Uncle James Christie"
Their questions and my halfdaxed /
answers were tumbling over one
snother
James Chrisfie-Gracs Chris /
tie7" Mrs. Montgomery asked. con.
Meeting our names with a delighted /
opening Of her eyes. why. my |
DEAR"
They all rode over to sannerlcy |
Hall--ths day being fine" |
quoted. from ono of the letters /
written by lady Frances Webb.
That was in my greatgrand. |
fathers time" Mr. Montgomery |
calculated. And James Christie
was your
'Unele--with several greats be.
tween
began telling them my story
from the day OF Aunt Patricia's
sudden within. Just before her |
death. down to the packet OF faded |
letters lying at that moment in the |
bottom OF my steamer trunk.
Il thought perhaps the present
owner OF CoImere might let me |
burn them thtrel" explained.
The three looked at me intently |
for an instant, but not one OF them |
laughed.
And you're carrying them back |
to colmcre-instead OF selling |
themi" Mrs. Montgomery finally |
uttered in little awed voice. as
finished my story How extra
ordinary"
Most un-American-if you'll not
be offended with me for saying so.
Miss Christie" Mr.. Montgomery OBJ
served. Then he turned TO his wife.
My dear, only think OF Lord FIR.
skine!' he said.
She shook her head.
But I mustn't" she answered.
with a sad little smile. Il really |
couldn't think OF Lord Erskino
while listening to anything 80
pretty"
caught at the name, curiously. |
Lord Erskine?"
"Yes-the present owner OF the
abbey"
"But--what beautiful sounding /
name, Lord Erakinef"
looked at them encouragingly.
but a hush seemed tn have fatten
over their audible enthusiasm
Lord Erskine, my dear" Mrs.
Montgomery pronounced, lis never