The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1922-12-22

THE MASTER OF
BALLANTRAE
A Winters Tale By ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

| ran to my lady's room, and, wit
no preparatory cruelty, disclosed m
news.
My mind was long ago made up,
said she. I'VE must make our pacl
cts secretly today, and leave secret
tonight. Thank heaven, we have al
other house! The first ship that sail
shall bear US to New York"
"And what of him?" / asked.
I'VE leave him Durrisdeer," sh
cried. Let him work his pleasur,
upon that"
| mot SO, by your leave" said !
There shall be dog at his heels tina
can hold fast Bed he shall have, ant
board, and a horse to ride upon, i
he behave himself; but the keys (i
you think well of 1t, my LADY, shall
be left in the hands of one Mackel
lar. There will be good care taken
trust him for that
"Mr. Mackellar," she cried, II thank
you for that thought! All shall be
left In your hands If we must go into
a savage country, bequeath it to you
to take our vengeance. Send Macco-
fered him), asked me what was to
be done with him
"Why, Mr.. Bally," said I, "the house
will still be open to you for time"
nochie to ST. Brides, to arrange priv
ately for horses and to call the law
yer. My lord must leave procura-
ton"
AT that moment my lord came to the
door and we opened our plan to him
a VIII Stay"
II will never hear of it," he cried;
''he would think l feared him. will
stay in my own house, please God,
until I die. There lives not the man
can beard me out of it. Once and for
all, here am and here l stay, in spite
Of all the devils in hell"
my lord" says 1, II am going to-
be the plain-dealer once more; If for
the last time, so much the better, for
am grown weary of the part"
Nothing will change me-" he an
5wered. God forbid 1 should refuse
o hear you; but nothing will change
me-" This he said firmly, with no
ignal of the former violence which |
llready raised my hopes.
Very WE'LL" said 1. II can afford
o waste my breath" 1 pointed to
hair, and he sat down and looked at
ne. Il can remember time when
ly lady very much neglected you"
aid l.
Il never spoke of 1t while it lasted"
sturned my lord, with a high flush.
color; land it is all changed by
ow."
do you know how much?" / said.
Do you know how much 1t is all
hanged? The tables are turned, my
I'd! 1t is my lady that now courts
,u for a word, look, ay, and courts
,u In vain. Do you know with
HON she passes her days while you
e out gallivanting In the policies?
y lord, she is glad to pass them with
certain dry old grieye of the name
Ephraim Mackellar: and | think
III may be able to remember what
at means, for / am the more In
istake or you were once driven to
e same company yourself" !
"Mackellar!" cries my lord, getting u
his feet. ooh, my God, Mackellar!"
1T is neither the name of Mackel-
r nor the name of God that can
ange the truth" said /: land / am
ling you the fact. Now, for you, :,
at suffered so much, to deal out the Il
me suffering to another, is that the D
TT of any Christian? But you are so a
allowed up in your new friend that Z
3 Old are all forgotten. They are all =
AN vanished from your memory. b
ID yet they TODD by you at the dark lC
!; my lady not the least. IL
Does My Lady Ever Cross Your
Mind?" II
And does my lady ever cross your q
nd? Does it ever cross your mind al
at she went through that night In
what manner of wife she has II
an to you thenceforward? Or in ~
at kind of position she finds her q
f today? Never. 1t is your pride ia
stay and face him out. and she Il
st stay along with him. Oh, my :. :.
DIS pride-that's the great affair."
d yet she is the woman, and you
a great, hulking man! She is the CO
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