The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-06
CHAPTER III.
l See My Hero.

way ttlis ANt6hts
I have been to Lody Meldon's.
The house is set back in a garden.
Ii seemed to me an ordinary Lon
don house, till young giant of a
Highlander In full kits opened
the door.
He led me into a square hall,
where a tall great-great-grand-
father clock licked slumberously,
and the gray walls were almost
hidden, down as far as their oak
wainscoting, with portraits of
Stuart kings and queens and
princes.
The drawing room is the lowell
est room l ever saw. None of the
furniture could have been newer
than Stuart days.
Miss Phayre!" announced the
Highland youth, but there was no
one to receive the glad tidings.
! was wondering IL Lady Mel
don had forgotten having invited
me, when a woman's figure ap-
peared In one of the long windows
that opened on the garden.
She was dressed with extreme
simplicity. On her wavy hair she
wore just enough of a widows
Gag not to obtrude commemora-
ton of grief upon others.
J. Soon another Highland foot
man almost exactly like the first,
informed us tea was in her lied
dyship's Out"
He made this utterance SO
gravely l almost laughed; and she
did laugh. my Out is at the bot
tom of the garden, she said.
only very few know of its ex-
istence."
AS she talked, we went down
the garden path together, andby
and by came to kind of little
temple almost hidden behind lilac
and syringa bushes.
Even my brother, whose house
this is, isn't allowed in my Out.
except as a special favor" Lady
Meldon said. 81 think you would
like him. But you would have to
tumble about among the branches
of your family tree, and find a
Scottish twig or two. After that,
you could break It to him you
were an American"
In the little temple were guam
titles of silver-framed photo
graphs. mostly of soldiers: and of
two which had table all to
themselves. one was a portrait of
Sir Miles Culver.
The other was of much older
man. l felt sure 1t must have
been her husbands picture.
AS | was hesitating whether or
no 1t would be best to mention
him, Lady Meldon said: THAT is
my husbands picture on that lit
tie table. And the only other
man worthy to my mind of a place
near him is Miles Culver. I won
der IL you know that my husband
died in Miles Culver's arms at
Ladysackett?"
oh" exclaimed, IL hardly
realized he was that Sir George
Meldon! was only . little girl
then. But I used to sit breathless
when one of the teachers In our
school read to us about the war.
/ remember that General Meldon
commanded at Ladysackett till he
--he-died; and then Sir Miles
Culver had to take his place till
the end of the SIEGE"
my husband was killed by the
explosion of a SHE'LL" Lady Mel
don said, quietly. Miles tried
to save him-risked his own life
In the attempt, and was wounded.
Then he knelt down where George
had fallen. supporting him in bis
arms till the end"
IL should like you to meet
Miles," she went on, in. lighter
tone. after we had both sat silent
q moment. Vie comes to see me
as often as he can when he Is in
London. The powers that be have
Just offered him something very
important. on the Mediterranean,
hut he has asked leave to think
1t over before deciding. Probably
II may be on his brothers account.
He has brother about eleven or
twelve years younger than him.
self-the handsomest boy In Eng
land, and-one Of the most
spoiled
Your leddyship." said one Of
the Highlanders, Colonel Sir
Miles Culver Is calling, and with
him there's his brother and a
strange Teddy"
How extraordinary" exelaim-
ed the dear woman. There! what