Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-04-01
CHAPTER VI
The World Of Woman

remind him of Fenella. Her picture,
which Janet had framed and hung over
his mantlepicce, he put face down in
drawer. The flowers she had placed in
front OF 1t he flung out of the window.
A box full of newspaper cuttings and
extracts from books dealing with the
hardships of the laws relating TO wom-
en- (the collection of five laborious
years) he stuffed into the crate and set
FIRE to.
But having done all this he found he
had done nothing. Only once, since her
childhood. had Fenella been to Balla-
moar, yet she had left her ghost all
over 1t. He could not sit on the
plaza, or walk down the sandy rond to
the sea, without being ripped and raked
by the thought Of her. And sight Of
the turn of the drive ct which she had
waved her hand. and turned the glory
Of her face on him. was enough to
make the bluest sky n blank.
For a long month he went about with
and step too heavy for so light a
foot, blackening his fate and his future.
He never doubted that he had lost
something that could never be regaincd.
Without blaming Fenella for so much as
q moment he felt humiliatcd and
ashamed. and like n fool who had built
his house upon the sand. God. how
hollow living seemed! Life had lost
its SAVIOR; effort was useless and there
was nothing left In the world but dead
sea fruit.
How much the Deemstcr had learnt
Of his trouble he never Knew. but one
night. as they drew up to the checks
OF the hearth after dinner. he said:
''Victor, how would you like to go
round the world? Travel is good for
young man. 1t helps him to get
things into proportion
Victor leaped at the prospect of cs-
~ to say something about the expense.
'"That needn't trouble you said the
Deemster, "and you wouldn't be be-
holden to me either. for there is some.
thing have never told you.
His mother had had fortune Of her
own, and the last act of her sweet life
had been to make it over to her new
born son. at the discretion of his father.
signing her dear will few minutes be-
fore she died. against every prayer and
protest. in the tragic and unacceptable
handwriting Of the dying,
"It was five hundred n year then,
said the Deemster. but I've not touch
ed 1t for twenty four years, SO It's
wine hundred now
NS"That's water enough to his wheel,
I'm thinking said Dan Baldromma,
when he heard of it, and Caesar Quail
trough was known to say:
Its horse that'll drive him to
glory or the devil. and behave in my
heart I'm knowing which.
Two months later Victor Stowell was
ready for his journey. Alick Cell was
to 60 with him-that gentleman having
scrambled through his examination and
3ather to permit him to follow Stoweli
Goods sake, woman the Speaker
had said again. 'let him go. and give
him the allowance he asks for, and
bother me no more about him.
Turning westward the young travel
Rs crossed the Atlantic: stood in awe
on the ships deck at their first sight OF
. the new world. with its great Statue
Of Liberty to guard its portals; passet
where life scours and roars through
time like neap tide on shinglI
coast, casting up Its pebbles like spray
then through Japan, where it flows 81
lent and deep. like mill race unde
adumbrous overgrowth: and so OF
through China. India and Egypt ant
back through Europe. c.u ~.
IL WAS n WOHueElul W ''Sii ~ "
sitting In the bow Of boat where IN
tumult of life was for ever shifting hi
face in freshening waves: TO Stowel
(for the first months at lcast like sit
ting miseraby in the stern. with onl
the backwash visible that was carryin
him away, with every heave OF the sea
from something he had left and lost.
But before long Stowells heavy spiri
ssgained its wings. Although he coui
m m n
Vithout a sense Of self betrayal, Fe
nsila Stanley's face. in the throng
ofher and nearer faces, became fainte
day by day, There are no more infalli
ble physicians for the heart wounds in
{licted by women than women them
oelyes. and when a man is young an
An the first short period ~ virginia. man
hood the world is full OF them.
30 it came to pass that whatever ell
the younx men saw that was wonderf'
and marvellous in the countries the
parsed through, they were always set
I'M women's eyes to light and war
them, And being handsome and wir
oome themselves their interest was n
varded according to- the conditions
sometimes with look. sometimes WI
4 . smile. and sometimes IN the IRE
y communities, with handful OF col
fotti or a bunch of spring flowers hul
in their faces, or perhaps the tap Of
lisht hand on their shoulders.
Thus the thought of Fenella Stanle
steadily worn down in Nictor's min
BECAME more and more remote as IN
and distance separated them, until
y length there were moments when
seemed like shadowy memory.
ss Stowell and Cell were two yea
away, and when they returned home
old island seemed to them to ha
dwarfed and dwindled. the very mou
nins looking small and squat. and
iasular affairs. which had once loom
isrsc, to have become little, mean Il
nlmost foolish.
SHOW they'll get to work; You'll
thsy WILL" said Janet, and for the Il
weeks It looked az II they would:
81 FOR the better prosecution OF ~
SsSss cf rivalry. they took chambers
ssS RI fsren{ towns, St0well In Old -
W. ~ place IN, Ramsey and Cell
s ,' hinG HOUSE lane In Douglai
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