Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, August 19, 1908, Page 8

4 CHAPTER Xi. Transformation. Before December had run its course Giement had made the discovery that the one overmastering desire of his fife was to win the love of Marion West and make her his wife. He had faced the issue calmiy and steadily through a dozen sleepless nights, and he had reached a point when doubt was no longer possible. To resist was useless. The Fates were against him. He had fought and siruggled till he had no energy left. He had argued and debated and tem- porized till brain and will alike seem- ed worn out. incoming tide—the conviction had crept over him and submerged him. He accepted the inevitable at last with a curious thrill of gladness mingled with pain. He knew what he wanted—there was satisfaction in that -—but beyond that the outlook was as dark and depressing as it could well be He took no one into his cohfidence. From every point of view his passion seemed hopeless. There was nothing for him to do but to lock the secret in his own heart and endure doggedly and silently to the bitter end. What had become of Marion West he did not know, and he had no means of finding out. She had disappeared in the great city and all trace of her lost. ait even if he knew he would be no better off. She would not listen to fim. The knowledge of what her father had done had raised an in- superable barrier between them. In her way she was prouder than he. She would rather starve than be his wife. And even if she were willing to ob- literate the past as he was willing, he still in an utter state of helpless- The finances of Mawgan Chase were not equal to the maintenance of avother person. They had already re- duced economy to a fine art. If mar- age did not mean an additional in- then it were folly to dream of marrying. When’ he became engaged to fHdith Tremayne this view of the was not lost sight of for a mo- cdith was not only of good family, but she: wasian heiress insher own vight. Of course her money was not the only thing, not even, perhaps, (he principal thing. taught by his where money existed, and he had been obedient to her teachings. Of all the eligible young ladies of his acquaint- ance he liked Edith best. He honest- ly believed that he loved her. was pretty and .sprightly and quick- wilted, and he got to be exceedingly foud of her. ness come, case Little by little—like an { He had been! mother to look only | She} “The Shadow Between” = BY SILAS. K. HOCKING. She made much of him— j ing, and his spirits rose in proportion. met all his advances with a delightful | Life became interesting and the out- naivete, and took his advice in nearly | everything. We ste had married. him badly, there was no doubt; deceitful flirt, and for the time being | had destroyed his faith im woman-; kind. But he knew now that he had never loved her. The coming of Mar on had been a_ revelation to him. ‘There were depths in his nature that ‘Edith Tremayne had never touched and never could touch. couraged himself to love her, and vlwelt on her good qualities, and had | reasoned himself into the belief that j she was meant for him. But in the case of Marion West love needed no encouragement. It sprang , that was an old story, now. He | great many charms in Edith herself. hoped she was happy with the man | Propinquity increased his ardor. She had treated \ honestly believed he was in love. had ; proved herself to be a heartless and ; ; | jilted him, but laughed at him. H | deceit; i He had en-‘ | attitude whenever possible, .and took ! up and flourished in‘ spite of every- | thing. He had tried his hardest to check its growth, had labored ‘to pull tt up by the roots, and the more he thad labored the more it had grown. | hte could forgive Edith now for mar- ‘rying the other man. the genuine and the counterfeit. And yet, apart from the joy of lov- ing, his experience brought him no satisfaction. Even if he could find Marion, win her love, and persuade | her to ignore the past, he was still inj durance from the very fact that he was not in a position to marry a pen- niiess bride, and was incapable of earning a maintenance for himself ; and her, This fact awoke in him a feeling of bitterness amounting almost to con- tempt. life more calmly and dispassionately than he had ever done before. It sug- gested a number of questions that had never before occurred to him, and. it, pulled the scales from his, eyes in a way that was distinctly disquieting. His eyes had! been opened to distinguish between | It.led*him to look as histpast: ; the gentry appropriated the { continent—could not i very foundations of things. Now he was compelled to look decp- er. Love had not only stirred his heart, it had algo quickened his brain. The old condition of laissezfaire had been broken up and destroyed. Love } had widened his outlook and enlarged his view of life and ‘responsibility. He had become unconsciously a new man with a new outloak and a new sense { of the greatness of things. Since he left Oxford he had done nothing, and, worse still, he had been content to do nothing. His mother had been partly to blame for this, no | doubt. He could play at being an ad- ministrator or a local legislator, for in every district the™‘gentry” were ex- ‘pected’ to dabble in these: things. But that he might add to the wealth ot the nation, or contribute to his own maintenance by anything he might do, | was an idea that never occurred to that estimable woman. The Maw-. gans were country people and had been for generations. So were the Tresinneys, of which she was a mem- ber. They derived their income from ; land. They did not till the land, of ; course. Other people did that—the | common people, the working classe large! portion of the harvest, and were gen. erally disappointed that the harves' was so small. An arrangement so sensible and so / just would naturally commend itself | notning vulgar | 1 | | sults might have been different, but to her. There was about it. Trade was essentially com- mon, and even the professions ; smacked more or less of plebeianism, | for professional men had to earn | their living by their own exertions. | But those who derived their incomes ! from the land stood in quite a differ- | ent category. They might be as poor as Lazarus, but they did not belong to the common herd. Mrs. Mawgan rarely expressed her views on social economics, for neither of her children agreed with her. Nevertheless, Clement made no se! ous attempt to depart from the course ; of life she had marked out for him. | Seeing how strongly she had set her | heart on his remaining at home and | playing the part, in a small way, of a | country squire, he had fallen in with | her wishes, and haq tried to believe | that his whole duty lay in that direc- | tion. { For awhile he had been fairly con- | tent, but the constant pinch of poverty | was a serious drawback to his enjoy- } ment. He could not afford to keep a \ hunter, could not.afford a towi house, | could not afford yearly trips on the | afford a dozen | things that other young men had in} abundance, He tried not to complain, but he: grew a little bitter, especially against i the scoundrel who had robbed his | father. Then came his Edith Tremayne and his pursuit of a fortune. This became a little excit- if | | i | introduction to: look cheerful. He saw wonderful pos- sibilities in Edith’s fortune; he saw a He Then Edith jilted him—and not only It was an unexpected blow, and for a while he felt stunned. He had reverenced all women up to that point—had be- lieved them incapable of treachery or and for Edith—the woman he had idealized—to turn round and flaunt her heartlessness and perfidy in his face was like taking away the He did his best to put a bold face jon the matter, assumed a don’t-care to cynicism’ as some men take to { drink, He grieved less over the loss of Edith’s fortune than did his moth- er, It was the loss of an ideal that wounded him so:deeply. Mrs. Mawgan thought nothing of the loss of the woman. Being a wo- man herself, Edith had little or no value in her eyes apart from her for- tune. “Girls are cheap,” she said, in her short, dogmatic way, “and nonc of them worth picking up except for what they. possess.” It was not the best kind of seed to sow in her son’s mind just ther, but } she did not think of that. She was anxious, if possible, to save him from | { unnecessary pain. From that day Clement began to look for the worst in people instead of the best, and, naturally, he found what he looked for. He did not talk much, he went less and less-into.com- }panys"and he" took less ‘interest’ into local affairs. Esther rallied him again and again. His mother assured him that there were half-a-dozen girls with fortunes either of whom might be had for the asking; but frequently he did not take For the first time in his life he was | the trouble to reply: When-he did re- ‘prought to close grips. with himself. ply, it was with so much. yehemence Up to the present he had been con: and bitterness that they’ were glad to tent to go the way of least resistance, te accept what had been. provided. for let the subject drop. So. matters continued until the him, and* to’ grumble because~ there’| wreck’ of the’ Nebraska and the rescue was not more of if. He had been} of Marion West from the clutches of conscious all the time of a feeling of | the deep. That moment marked a new deep dissatisfaction, but had been too}: departure—not consciously. “He hon- indolent to.seek out its cause. It was|‘estly believed. that no woman would much easier to blame the servants, the weather, or their means. ‘touch his ‘heart to any emotion again. straitened | except contempt; and when emotion of a different nature began to stir he his bitter and boastful words; | because of the past! | induced to do the same? | was no room for despair yet. her generosity. Afterward her oy dawned upon his senses like the ris- ing. of the sun and melted the ice of his bitterness and contempt. Later stil!, compassion for her loneliness awoke within him and lifted up its voide. The reverence began to grow. Coming fresh and winsome into his lonely and uneventful life he was cap- tivated before he was aware, and yielded to the spell of her presence, believing that no harm could come:of it. She was like a singing bird in a dungeon, or a flash of summer in dark November days. He basked in the warmth in sheer delight, and thawed unconsciously till all the fountains of his nature were opened afresh. ‘But who shall describe the pbegin- nings and the growth of love? Who shall tell whence it comes, or how, or why? Who shall explain by what strange instinct the soul knows its mate? It was not easy for Clement to go back on: what he had said, to eat all but love was bound to triumph in the end. For a moment he revealed him- self when the telegram from Mr. Pinder was handed to him and he learned that Mr. Mayhew was dead. Mawgan Chase seemed a different place now that she was out of ft. The singing bird had flown. The flash of summer had given place to winter once more. He longed with an inex- pressible longing for Marion’s return, and yet he had not the courage to con- fess it even to himself. When he learned the secret that she was Dick West's daughter he fancied for a moment that his love was slain. That it could survive such a revela- tion seemed impossible. But he was | not long in discovering that genuine love could not be so easily destroyed.+ Had the knowledge come at the be- ginning of their acquaintance the re- when Marion told him the cruel truth he had long passed the point where retreat was possible. . The hopeless struggle of the -suc- ceeding days we have already indicat- ed. Jn the end it was a relief to be honest with himself. “I love her! I love her! I love her!” he repeated to himself in joyous abandon. He ‘walked out across the ,sodden fields and through the bare woods and along the windy cliffs and he whis- pered it to himself a thousand times. It was nothing to him now that her father was a scoundrel and a cheat— nothing to him that her name was full of sinister suggestions—nothing that she was imperfectly educated from a conventional point of view—nothing that, if he could win her, she would be a penniless bride. The only thing that mattered was that he loved her. That fact, like a tidal wave, submerged ev- erything else. A little later the hope- | lessness of his passion dampened his spirits for awhile, then hope began to revive again. He tabulated all the difficulties and faced them. He did not know, where she.was! But what of that? London —England—the world was not so big a place but that he might find her. Energy inspired by love could work | wonders. refuse to listen to him But might not down? If he She might her pride be broken ' were willing to ignore the past—put it away—forget it\-might she not be Surely there His own inability to maintain her was a much harder nut to crack. It was the most humbling reflection that had ever possessed him. What had he to offer so sweet and brave a woman? What had he achieved? What had he ever attempted? (To Be Continued.) WOMEN OF PARAGUAY. Patient and Good Natured—Dress In White and Go Barefooted. Paraguay is rich in local color. The picturesque character of the native population with their quaint Indian features and habits of everyday life are interesting to anybody fond of ob- serving strange phases of human ufe By nature these people are patient ard gentle, seldom complaining, chattering and laughing from sunrise to sunset and takng small thought of what the morrow may have in store for them. It is hard to imagine how Lopez could have drilled them into fighting material of strength enough to keep in check the combined forces of Ar- gentina, Brazil and Uraguay for five long weary years, and it speaks vol- umes for the indomitable energy of the man that he was able to sustain his position for so protracted a time. Clothing is very much of a super- fluity in Paraguay. The attire of the women is a. cotton chemise with a lons sheetlike shawl, or manta, passed over the head and around the pody in Moorish fashion. The dress of” the men is equally simple, consisting only of cotton shirt and trousers. Both sexes are guiltless of foot covering. At times an..almost. uncanny feeling rises when a group’ ofthese’ white’ robed, dark haired maidens pass sud- denly with the silent tread of unshod feet. i Of a morning in the market ptaces the women folk flock to sell their wares, carrying on their heads the baskets containing the few cents worth of native. produce they have been able to gather together for dis- posal in the towns. The soft Guarani language, the common tongiie of the: Paraguayans, adds further charm to the scene. “You seem angry, old man.” “I am angry,” responded the press humorist. “I am thoroughly angry. 1 have. just seen a bunch of my jokes clipped by an editor: “who Fetprea: ‘to buy them.” - atanae Treat Tokio to a Suro: pean Sensation. The Japanese, who are learning more about the joys of civilization ev- ery day, have just acquired somethins brand new from Europe in the way of Japanned anarchists. The first demonstration of anarchists ever held in the streets of Tokio was promptl/ made the occasion for a general fight one day last month. It seems that Yamaguchi Gizo, the original Japanese convert to the creed, had just been released from prison after serving a term for sedi- tion, that being the interpretation given anarchism by Japanese law: Seventy-odd of Mr. Gizo’s disciples in Tokio planned to give him a sym- pathy demonstration. They hired a hall and planned a parade. The parade started, headed by blood red banners inscribed in Japanese ideographs with “Revolu- tion,” “Death to Rulers,” and kindred sentiments. A Japanese band, which is in itself an inspiration to anarchy, headed the procession. Hardly had it proceeded a block when the busy little Japanese polic:- men swarmed from the police boes on every hand and started in to break up.the parade... A.fight,ensued... The anarchists, being unproyided with bombs, used the ready Japanese weapon for close quarters, the wood- en clog, and the policemen drew their swords. onsiderable blood was shed before the policemen succeeded in gathering in fifteen of the anarchists four of whom were very active young women. ‘i The Japanese who viewed the fight as spectators seemed to sympathize with the anarchists, even though they did not know what anarchy meant A policeman in Japan is no more popular than in any other land, and the shoshi, or organized roughs of th Tokio slums, are always ready ' ti jump the little defenders of the law whether under a red flag or the in spiration of too much sake. MONSTER OREGOw ELK. Big Fellow Who Has Led Many Hunt. ers Wild Chase. James Heckman, who is just in from a timber cruise in the Necani- cum mountains, is able to verify th legend of a monster elk, which has led many hunters on a_ wild chase through the mountains of the Upper Necanicum. For years it has been reported that an elk larger than any horse in Sea- side, with a hoof that made a track over seven inches in diameter, roamed the woods near the head waters of the Necanicum and the North Neha- lem. He was too wary for the most experienced hunters, who tried in vain to stalk him. i Jim took a stroll while they were nooning, and within a half mile from camp came to an open glade contain- ing about eighty acres. Standing within the edge of the timber he counted sixteen elk feeding leisurely in the opening. He noticed three bucks, good, large fellows, but he al- most had the ague when he saw the monarch of the herd, which he avers is a monster. Being to leeward of the band anid within eighty yards of them, Jim ha:l a splendid chance to observe the elk. The big fellow had a magnificent pair of antlers, twelve points on one and eleven on the other, in the velvet. The other bucks were large, but they looked like pigmies by the side of the big fellow. What He Meant. Housewife—Why don’t you get a job and keep it? Hobo—I’m like de little bird dat keeps flyin’ from limb to limb. Housewife—G’wan, you're only a bum! limb? Hobo—I mean de limbs oO de law, mum! How could you fly from limb to SELF DELUSION Many People Deceived by Coffee. We like to defend our indulgencies and habits even though we may be convinced of their actual harmful- ness. A man can convince himself that whisky is good for him on a cold morn- ing, or beer on’a hot summer day— when he wants the whisky or beer. It’s the same with coffee. Thousands of people suffer headaches and nerv- ousness year after year but try to persuade themselves the cause is not coffee—because they like coffee. “While yet a child I commenced us- ing coffee and continued it,” writes a Wis. man, “until I was a regular cof- fee fiend. I drank it every morning and in consequence had a blinding headache nearly every afternoon. “My folks thought it was coffee that ailed me, but I liked it and would not admit it was the cause of my trouble, so I stuck to coffee and the headaches stuck to me. “Binally, the folks stopped. buying coffee and brought home some Postum. They made it right (directions on pkg.) and told me to see what differ- ence it would make with my head, and during the first week on Postum my old affliction did not bother me once. From that day to this we have used nothing but Postum in place of cof- fee—headaches are a thing of the past and the whole family is in fine health.) “Postum’ looks good, smells good, | tastes: good, is* good," and “does good'to the -whole‘body.” ‘There's a Reason.” Name given by -Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mic&. ‘Read “The Road to Well- ville,” in pkgs. Ever read the above letter? A new one appears from time to time. They are genuine, Sei full of human interest. i 7 | Woods, intends-to try. ,bourne,,. Derbyshire, England,- robins have built and reared a nest of young Washington Woman’s Complaint About New York Telephone Numbers. “This is the time of year,” said a well-known Washington society woman to some friends after a trip to New York preparatory to going to Bar Har- bor for the season, “when you meet your New York friends on the street and they give you their awful tele- phone numbers on the fly, expecting you to remember them. “Everybody has left town,’ cries one. ‘I shall be here only a few days long- er. Come to see me. Do. I am lonely as can be. You won't forget, will you? You remember my telephone number? 1257893 Chelsea? Don't you forget it now, will you? And come to see me! And come to see me!’ “Another stops her automobile at sight of you coming along. ““So glad to see you,’ she exclaims. ‘Awfully glad. Haven’t seen you in ages. We are going for an auto trip. Going next week. Come to see us be- fore we go, won’t you? Please do.’ “Then the auto starts off: ‘ Don’t forget my telephone number, will you? I told it to you, you remem- ber, 32517892758 Stuyvesant! Don’t for- get! Now do come!’ “Then as you walk slowly along you hear footsteps“ behind you and stop and look around. Mrs. Doucet, the pretty woman, running after you. She catches you by the arm: “You dear thing!’ she cries, ‘When have I seen you before? It has been years and years and years. Oh, yes, at the last meeting of the Pleiades club! I had forgotten. But it seemed years. Look here! I am going out of town for the summer. Going in a week or two. Can't tell which, wheth- er one or two; anyway, I am going. Then I won't see, you again till fall Won't you come to see me? You must. Have you my automobile num—I mean my telephone number? Of course you have, 1000897654321321 River. You won't forget it, will you? Please don’t now, like a dear, and be sure and come to see me before I go aw Remem- ber, it is for the summer WHERE HE LOST OUT. Well-Meaning Act Probably Never Will Be Forgiven. A young Washington lady was re- cently put in a very embarrassing po- sition by a well-meaning friend. She, was seated in the car when a gentle- man entered and occupied a vacant seat beside her. They began a gen- eral conversation and soon the young man noticed a two-pound candy box lying on the lady's lap. As his busi- ness also included the sale of candies he perhaps paid more attention to the box than would otherwise be the case, and while investigating he discovered a strand of hair sticking out. Be- lieving the box to be filled with candy he called the atiention of the young lady to the hair. Apparently she did not hear him: He waited awhile and again made the same remark. And again the lady ignored the matter. Finally it seemed to prey upon his mind so that he blurted out: “There's a hair sticking from your box of candy. “Oh. yes,” replied the young lady, without glancing at the box. She continued talking and the man got the impression that she had mis- understood him. So he determined to settle the matter for himself. Reaching over he grasped the single strand of hair and gave a yank. He was not prepared for what followed. Instead of the strand being pulled out the whole top of the box came off and the contents were revealed. There, instead of two pounds of candy, was a neat roll of hair combings, which the young lady was taking to a place in the city where she could sell them. Ticker for Members of Congress. A plan to keep the members of con. gress informed of what is going on in the house at all times that body is in session, even_though these members may be in their offices in the new house office building, will be tried out by Supt. Woods of the capitol. If the plan proves a success the system will also be installed in far committee rooms in the capitol and in the gov- ernment departments up town, so that the senators and representatives who may be visiting these departments may know what is going on in their absence. An instrument about the shape and half the size of a typewriter will be placed at a convenient point in the in the new office building. On an end- less sheet of paper the machine will print the doings in the house and sen- ate, being operated at the other end of the wire connection by journal clerks of the house and senate. The machine will be operated by electricity from a keyboard in the basement of the capitol. Another machine will be placed in the members’ lobby in order to demonstrate its feasibility. It is understood that this is the only one of a number of such devices that Supt, Odd Nesting Place. 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