Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-08-28

I'VE kept dinner back ten minutes,
sir trust there has not been an
accident"
mo accident at all-go and tell the
Earl that l am here"
Mr. Griggs looked az though he had
been shot.
James will do that" he retorted
loftily-waving his hand as conduc-
tor waves a baton.
The obseQuious footman strolled
on to do the majestic mans bidding
and Gavin meanwhile found himself
in the banqueting hall, an old Tudor
apartment he had admired in many
pictures but now entered for the first
time. The banners OF three centuries
hung in tatters from its oaken ceiling;
the musicians' gallery stood as It was
when fiddle and harp made music
there for the seventh Henry, but
Gavin resented the fashion OF electric
lamps none the less and instantly re-
solved to change them-in which in
tention the fat butler interrupted him
with the news that the Earl awaited
Mr.. Ord in the long gallery.
"Her ladyship Is there too, sir. Per
haps you will be taking supper after
wards"
Nothing tonight" replied Ord
quickly; IT shall dream enough in the
old house without that"
"And I dare say you will, sir.
Many's the night I've seen a some
thing, though couldn't rightly say
what 1t were"
Gavin judged that It might have
been flask Of spirits which thus
troubled the good mans dreams; but
he made no comment as they mounted
\ broad staircase, and passing through
dainty little room in one of the tur-
rets. Of the house, entered the superb
long gallery which is the very master
piece Of Melbourne Hall. The vast
length Of this, its glorious ceiling, the
carvings In geometric tracery, the en-
brasured windows, the bays, the
ingles-how familiar they seemed to
Gavin, and yet how far from the truth
of them had the drawings been! Just
as a man may enter joyously the
house of his dream as very home of
love and welcome, so did Gavin pass
into the gallery and feast his eyes
upon its treasures. Here. he said, a
life's work might be done, indeed; /;
here the ripest genius might fall and
be gathered by the lap OF time.
There were brass candelabra at in
tervals upon the walls of the gallery
and little electric lamps aglow in the
sham candles above them. Far down
the immense apartment, Gavin per
ceived the stalwart figure of bronze
faced man and by his side young
girl, whose pose was so natural, whose
manner was SO clearly that Of an aris
tocratic, that he did not hesitate to
name her instantly for Lord Mel
bourne's daughter. Unable at the dis
tance to see much Of her face, 1t took
shape for him as he drew nearer; and
so he found himself against his will
staring at her intently as one who
would satisfy himself as to where
and when he had seen her before
This interest he could not Immediately
explain; nor did her fathers cordia
II somewhat loud-toned greeting recall
him from his vain pursuit of identity
He felt instinctively that the Lady
Evelyn was no stranger to him, ant
J yet for the life of him he could give
no good account of any previous meet
ing.
Welcome to Melbourne Hall, Mr.
Ord-I had begun to say that you hat
deserted us"
Gavin stammered some vain tale o
lost train and business calls; but HI
did not tear his eyes away from thu
Lady Evelyn's face.
Great God" he said to himself a
last, that was the face saw in th'
river!"