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i i i,l 0 THE ENTERPRISE. v. ,.B.BUTH,Proprltoi. WELLINGTON. OHIO. THE OLD STONE HOUSE.' Th old (tone houM Is tundlng (till, ' J out m It did, dear Mar, . , When great-grandmother moved About ' . In peaceful happy wy. . . Bat from the window deep tad vide, No smile to ui l given; ' " Th face that mat u at the door ' Is smiling now In Heaven. Grandmother, too, who won our heart With thiols, well-buttered bread, ' Spread deep with snirar on tbe top, .' Belure we went to bed. And who auch stories nsod to tell, A pleased our child Ish ears, Alas I sleeps now among tbe doad, Ti from this rale of taan. Gone are tho tiny panes of glass On which we wrote onr names; Your' close to Will's, mine next to Frank', Oar happy childish flames. The dear old stoop Is growing weuk Where once we took our toa ' On pleasant summer afternoons, From care and trouble free. Dear mother played thero when a chili. And so did you and I; Fnu generations, as tbe years Crept slowiy, surely by. Weddings, births and funeral The dear old bouts has soon; Smiles and toars, hopes and fears, And frolics wllil, I ween. But now it standi all empty there. Its mutio Bod, dear May, And my eyes s o red with weeping For the loved ones paused army lone L. Jouei, In Good Housekeeping LONE HOLLOW; Or, Tbe Feril of tin Penrojs. A Thrilling and Eomantlo Story Of Love and Adventure. Br J Asics M. mrkiiii.i, Amiouor "lioni's Bill," "l'r-iu:ii Job" aso Oth Kit STimiE ICopyrtgU, lX-a, If tUt A. K. Killojj .Vfir ......... ', MU I CHAPTKIl XIL-CONTINUKD. Eis brain was in a whirl, and ho was not at ease by any menus. Hank Cubcra hod roca nil hand and might prove dangcrou In the time to como. " I fear that I forgot prudence when I let so much be known to that low scoundrel," mused the Captain ; ''but tli"n what can it matter! I do not bolicvo that the body of the dead girl will ever ho found, nhe w only a poor orphan any how, and the hub , bub will soon die oat.- Once I step into old Vendible's shoes I can defy the world. Honey la the lever that moves all mankind, and with that I am utterly safe. Ibare gone too far now to recede. My baud is laid l the root of the tree and I will proceed to the consummation. X have the subtle poison aud that must do Its work at onne. "It's lucky Wen tword did not get that letter. I'll answer It myself, or send some thing to widen the breach bsjwoen Grace and tbe mechanic." Jp lb did seem that every thing worked to the success of the scheming villain's plans. When Captain Btarbright reached Lone Hollow at a lato hour in the evening he was met with the announcement from Orane that her grandfather waa ill and in bod. "I hope be is not seriously sick," said tlio Captain. 'Troubles do not como singly," iv'urned Grace. "I think it is worry more than aught else, over the disappearance of Lura, that has prostrated grandpa." - "Old pooplo are apt to borrow trouble. I will go up and see the old man if you will permit IU" "Certainly. You may be ublo to cheer him up a bit Any news from Lural" "Nono. You have heard nonet" "Not a word. I t:n looking for the worst now," declared Grace, In a tremulous voice. " Be firm, my dear Grace," he urged In a tender, hopef i.l Voice. " I am not yet Will ing to give up hope," Grace turned away, ready to cry, and the CupUIn hurried at once to the spacious bed mom on the first floor allotted to old Morgan Vendible. It was the largest room of tbe bind in the bouse. The furniture waa massive, and of ancient pattern, the tinge, high-posted bedstead reminding one of Noah and his ark. Tbe curtains about the bed woro pushed back, and a gray, sunken face lay among 4b pillows, , The old man waa breathing heavily and groaning. "Do be qulot, father, you aren't half as bad off as you pretend." It was Mrs. Ponroy who uttered the words. She aat some distance from the bed, rocking gently, and agitating the air about ber thin face with a huge feather ( fan, seemingly utterly indifferent to tho suf ferings of the sick old man. "I'm going to die, I tell yon," groaned Mr. Vendible. "I guess I know bow I feeL " Toa haven't any heart, Martha, and never had. It Oraoe was like you I wouldn't leave ' ber cent Blie's a Penroy, every Inch of -ber, Heaven bless the girl I My children wore all bad, the laat one of 'em" "Just like thojr father, anyhow," inter. to pled the widow, spitefully. A groan alone answered the heartless words of a heartless daughter. It was true, as the old man bad asserted, Grace Penroy was like ber lather, gentle, kind and true, and It waa these qualities Ithat bad endeared the goldon-bairad girl to she old millionaire. It was undoubtedly true, also, that bad bis grandchild been like her mother she would never have been kaenUooed in connection with an inherit ance. Captain Btarbrlght advanced and stood by tbe bed. Tbe moment tbe old man saw him bis countenance brightenca. "I am glad yon have come, Captain. I am going to die, and I need ronr advice. " I hope It is not so bad as that," said tbe Captain, aa be drew a chair beside the couch and sat down. "It Just that bad," declared Mr. Yandl- bio. "Bond her out, wUlyoul" - . Of coarse, this last referred to Mrs. Pen- oy. --- 7. : " . With a toss of ber bead tbe woman rose fo' V' '' ' 1 : ' ' ' ' ' "Don't let turn make a fool of yon. Captain Btarbrlght, a ha has dona of every body else about Ibis bouse. " -' With this parting shot the woman was ' fore. . . . . , "Yesj I'm going to die this time, sure)" declared Mr. Vendible, the moment Mrs. penroy was gone, "and I want your advice." 'About what!" "About making a wllL Indeed!" i Tbe Captain was latere tod at once. ' 1 want to ask yra whom I bad best em ploy about drawing It up. I want It good THE and solid, to bold water, for I don't want anybody picking naws witu it niter lam dead." "No, of course hot. Haven't you a good lawyer!" "No. I never patronised them. I man aged to get on well enough, and lay up money, without oonsulUng a crafty lawyer at every turn. My motto always was, the less you have to do with such chaps tie bet ter." " A very good motto." "Yes." with a low laugh. " In tho pres ent case, however, I suppose a lawyer must como In." "I suppose so." "Whom would you recommend I" " " You trust to my judgment on this sub ject!" queried the Captain, elated In spile of himself at the turn affairs were taking. Implioitly." "Then I would name Boekmoro Gripes, of Stonoftold. I have always found him relia ble." "Very well-sond for blm.'' "In the morning!" "Now." Captain Starbnght came to bis foot, then seemed to hosltate. " Is it nocessary for such great haste!" "Doaslbid,"ordoredthoold man. "If I die without making my will the ungrate ful Martha will got my proporty, und I don't moan thut sbe shall have a penny." "I will send for the lawyer at once, and for a physician f "No, no. Bond uraco here, i win see nono of the leeches, confound 'cm," growled tbe old man, In such a fierce way as to prove conclusively to the Captain that Vendible was not in such desperate straits as he imagined. Ho loft tho room,' fouud Grace aud sent ber in to hor grandfather, aud then went forth to the stablos. Til go myself," he muttered. "I don't believe the old man will die to-night, but it's well enough to have every thing pre pared. lean nee that every thing will go to 0 race. If I can make it contingent on her niurrviurr me, a muster-stroke will bo in. I know 1 run trust Heckmoro Gripes. He'd soil hi s.iiil for pelf." Hoon after the Cuplaiu was (u the roiul to StoncflolJ. CHAPlr.lt xur. ONE WIMCTB TOO LATE. It was two hours after midnight when Captain Htnrbright mid a companion were ushered into the sick room at Lono Hollow. "llow is he! ' questioned the Captain of the girl, who sat boide hi couch. "Ilo has been very restless," answered Grace, In a voice that evince J deep anxioty. " I have brought something thut may do him good," and the Captain produced a small bottlo from an inner pocket, and poured a part of the contents luto a gloss that stood on a stund at the beusido, Tho old man rcfunod to touch it, however. lioglurc.l at Die Captain's companion and growled " A doctor a miscruhlo leech ! Did I not tell you it wus a lawyer I wanted! " And I have brought one. Allow mo to introduce mv friend Gripes, Mr. Vandible." The sick mun glared at tho bald little man who bobbed Ins head in recognition of the introduction. Mr. Gripes was thin to attenuation, wilh projecting gray brows. deep set ferret eves, and wrinkled nock and checks, the very personification of sharp attorney. Ilo polished bis hat with bis elbow and stood ready to make himself useful. Tbe Captain glanced at Grace, then at the old man on tbe bed. lie nodded to the girl, Who understood, and walked from tho room with the assurance that she would be called it her presenco was needed. Clearing bis throat Lawyer Gripes as sumed a seat at the bedside, depositing bis bat under the medicine-stand, and then said in a low, insinuating voice "I understand tliiU. you wish some legal papers drawn, Mr, Vandible I ' "I want a will made," returned tho old man, bluntly, and far from weakly, "Exactly, exactly," rubbing his bands to gether rapid ly. "I suppose you huvo de cided upon tbe terms of this will V' "I have. I leave every thing I have in the world to my granddaughter, Giace Fenroy." '"Then It will be a comparatively short process to make out the document" The old lawyer moved aside, drew some paper from bis pocket, together with pen ana ink, and was soon writing rapidly, At length a touch on the shoulder caused him to cease writing and look up. Captain Btarbrlght stood at bis elbow. The two ex changed glances, tbe lawyer nodded, and then tbe Captain stepped aside. "Now, as to be terms of this will I" questioned Beekmore Gripes. "Is it necessary to enumerate the prop erty I "Not unloss you wish to bequeath part "It all goes to my granddaughter, to the last farthing. I told you that before," re torted tbe old man, in vexed tone. "Very good. Ahem it seem to me that In certain contingency some other pro vision ouht to be made," suggested the lawyer, still holding but pen suspended, glancing under bis spectacles at tbe old man on tbe bed. "Borne other contingency! Confound It, sir. It you can't write out tbe document to suit me you may go. I'll employ sua next tune oi some sense, i will." "Very good," answered Gripes, not tbe least disconcerted by the rude language of the invalid. "It shall be as you say, only, should any thing happen" "Happen! Confound it, sir, what do you expect to happen!" "Nothing out of nature, yet you must re member tliat it Is sometimes the unexpected that does happen. It is customary in will, lng property to provide for such a con tingency. For Instance, should this young lady, your' respected granddaughter, die before this will is probated the property would then revert to the legal heirs if any existed, which might be contrary to the wishes of the testator." Then Mr. Bee km on Gripes dropped bis pen to the paper once more for the purpose of continuing his writing. "Stopl you're right," cried Vendible, In a husky voloe, bis face, growing suddenly pale. "Tbe ungrateful Martha shall never inherit one cent, never a cent, I ear. Put In another name la case of the contingency you menuonea ; putone in, nr. urines." "Well!" "Hareyeu got it In!" "I am waiting to hear the name." "Eh! Well, that's a fact." Morgan Vandible contracted bis brows as if In deep thought. Just then Captain Btarbrlght stopped Into bis vision. This more at once gave the old man an Idea. "Tea, yes, that's it," he whispered, seem ing to grow week suddenly. "Put in bis name, the Captain's, he's a good friend to me, a gooa mend Thank you, air," said the Captain, with bis baud on his heart, "you do me exceed' lng Honor." Scratch, scratch, scratch. Tbe pen of Beekmore Gripes wsa onoe mors at work. In a little time the Impor tant paper tnat was to convey more than million dollars was completed. It was a Dustness-Uke document the lawyer had drawn np scores of them aud bequeathed all the Vendible property, real aud personal. to the testators beloved granddaughter, Grace Penroy. In rase the girl should die before coming of aire, yet t wo year away, then the property was to go to his well- ENTERPRISE. WKDNESP AY, APRIL 17. esteemed friend, Cltntoa BUrbright, of tnoneneia. 'ine reading seemed to suit Vandible. There was one clause In tho will that tbe lawyer had neglected to read, a most Important clause. It was that Grace Penroy was to forfeit the property It she did not marry Captain Starbnght v A look from the Captain gave Mr. Beck- more Gripes bis cue. The two had talked matters over before the present, and tbe scheming Captain had bis plot well laid. Bo believed Morgan Vandible was too nearly blind to note tho truth, even should be glance over the written page, and so be felt comparatively safe. Two executor wore named, the captain ana lawyer Gripe. After every thing was in reodluess for the old millionaire' signature the will was laid on a book, Vandible propped up with pillow and the document placed before him to Sign. '.; "Place your name right there, sir," di rected Mr. Gripes, glibly, touching the de sired spot with his bony forefinger. The old man's band trembled so that It was wlth'difflculty that be hold the pen. "I I'm not Just sure. Tbe witnesses" "Yes, yes, I will call them the moment you sign. The Captain will do for one. Sign quickly ,tt's all right," declared Lawyer Gripes, in bis smooth, glib way. ' "I suppose so. 1 fool bad, very bad," de clared tbe old man, huskily.. "Give ma something quick I" Lawyer Gripes reached back and snatched the glass into wbleb the Captain had poured liquid some tlmo beioro, and at onoe con voyed it to the bps of the old man. . He swallowed the contents at a gulp, then re sumed his pen. He seemed strong, and bis band ceased to shake. ' ' "It all goes to Grace, all," be muttered, the ghastly lookdoeponlng on his shrunken, old face. "Yes, yes, but sign," urged Mr. Gripes. The old millionaire carried bis pen to the paper, but his hand did not move to form the signature. Instead ho jerked It away auddenly, as though a now thought bad entered his brain. "No; I will not sigu. You must make a new will." This announcement cumo like a thunder bolt to the strained senses of Captain Btar brlght " i ou aro besido yoursuir, air. v andibie," aaid tho Captain, stopping quickly to the bcdaldo. " Would you deprive Grace of all happiness by' "rto, no; yon dou t understand," Inter rupted the oged man. " Way back in Cali fornia is a mun that I love. XIo may be liv ing. Reports are not reliable. I loved that boy, though he almost broko my heart" "But he is dead." " You do not know it. Captain." "lorn willing to swear that such Is the fact I saw him die." "Iknow; but you may have been mis taken In the man. Karl must not be forgot ten. Half my fortune is his." "But this Is nonsense," declared the Cap tain, in a vexed tone. "Put his name in therein place of yours and I'll sign, not otherwise," deeiarodthe sick man, seeming to take on new pervcrse ness with growing weakness of body. "I'll fix it; it's but the work of a moment," aaid Mr. Gripes. Giving tbe Captain a know ing glance, the lawyer removed tbe paper and pretended to make some alterations. Then be returned to tbe bed and placed tbe will once more before the testator. As Morgan Vandible raised bis hand to place bis name at the bottom of the docu ment a swift change came to bis shrunken face. Tho ashen hue of dissolution swept over It "I-I am blind, 1-I-" A gasp, snd the aged bead, crowned with Its silver locks, full forward; the pen fell from nerreloss Angers, Imprinting a black stain where tbe name should have been, and then all was still. "My God, the man Is dead !" "No, no; that can not bet" cried Captain Btarbrlght "lie hasn't signed the Willi" At this moment the door opened and Grace Ponroy entered the room. CHAPTKH XIV. TIM WIU. S10KED ASO UHfc Grace stood near the threshold with white face and questioning eyes. " I thought I heard grandpa call" 1 " It is nothing. Go out at once," ordered Captain Btarbright - At this moment the girl caught sight of the dead face among the pillows, and with a thrill rry of alarm she darted for ward and bent over the eld millionaire. "Grandpa! grandpa! speak to me," cried Oraoe Penroy, shrilly, aeuung one of hi band. Tbe chill of death was in tbe old palma, and on tbe Instant the girl realised thi truth, that the kind old man, kind to ber at least, would never speak again, lie wis dead, bad died without looking again upon ber face. The thought was a most painful one to poor Grace. Bhe could not weep then, for indignation bold away In her heart Turning upon Captain Btarbright, sbe cried: " Yon promised to send for me and did not Cruel man I" Then, without Waiting for a word from him, she walked with bowed bead and sor rowful mien from tbe soom. Beekmore Gripes glided to tbe door with caUlke tread and turned tbe key In ths lock. " Ysu should have taken that precaution before," be said, piercing ibe Captain with his little gray eyes. - " It was an oversight on my part," admit ted Oaptaln Btarbright " Which may prove your downfall." v " Don't croak, Gripes, whatever you da" "The situation warrants it" v , " I hope you are not ready to throw op the sponge. , , , , , ; " What can we do!" , '. : Th heartless lawyer penetrated bis com panion with a glance. . , "This calamity is so sudden I am not pro. pared to state," answered tbe Captain, pacing the room with uneasy strides. - "No will has been made." remarked the lawyer. "Death thwarted you there." , ' "And the property goes to the next of kin!" , , "Certainly." " 1 " 1 ' .'. Btarbright thought Of Mrs. Fenroy and groaned. . He knew that she bated him, aad would be oaly too glad to order him kicked from the bouse should she come Into posses sion. Bhould he permit this pale, worn -out woman to win ths millions for which he had been scheming so long! No, he could not thlnkof it He believed now tlutt a mistake bad been made In giving that potion to the old man. Although It contaiuod but one drop of the "cough drops" obtuined from Mother Caber, that drops bad, tbe Captain believed, proved fatal, . . i "One minute more of lifo aud the will would have been signed," uttered the Cap tain at lenfth, with a groan. "Thatia true." . .- , Captain Btarbrlght bent over the docu ment as it lay spread out on the table. With a name signed at the foot It would be a legal document, a It was it was only ' so much blank paper. The Captain waa not the man to permit a -fortune to slip through bis fingers when thore was a way to prevent It " A fow strokes of a pan would IC that," he said in a low tone, glanoiag at Mr. Gripe.- .;;. i.vi ,u.v.i , The lawyer kwkod wise, bat Said nothing. Perhaps he wo keen enough not to advis la such an emergency. , " It was evidently the old man's Intention to sign the will)" pursued Captain Btar bright ' "It was his fir intention," returned Mr. Gripes, significantly. "Thore ix a million at stake, Mr. Gripes." ' The la wyer nodded. 'Just turn your back one moment." Beekmore Gripes did so. He heard the scratch, scratch of a pen, then tbe Captain's voice: "Bee htiro, Mr. Orlpe." The lawyer turned about and came for ward, peering over tho Captain's shoulder at the paper now lying on the table. One glance sufficed to show that the will bore In proper place the nnino of Morgan Vandible. "How is that!" "It looks fair," admitted the lawyer. "It tt fair. I bavo only carried out the old man's wishes." , " 4 ' "His rut Intentions, certainly." ' "Well, first Intention are the bestones," asserted Captain Btarbrlght "1 want you totake.possosslonof the will, Mr. Gripes, and bring It forward at the proper time." "There are no wltnosnos as yet" "True; that Important, part must not be forgotten. Will It do for mo to sign Be one!" -. ... . , "If no contest is made there might be no obiection," returned the lawyor. "I haven't any fear of that Thore is only one living direct hoir, and she is willing ana anxious for such a disposition of the proper ty as this will decrees." Then tbe Captain signed the paper as a witness. - Mr. Gripes noticed that he wrote the name "Clinton Brandon." ' "My middle name," explained thewfly Captain. "Bliould it be neoessary, I could deny that it was me that signed. Isn't that proper!" Possibly." Beekmore Gripes was a man of few words, and be was not lavish of them on the pres ent occasion. U might be that he did not wish to fully commit himself to the power ot Captain Btarbright Ilo was wily and keen, and was seldom cnupht napping. "If another witnoss is noceisary you will furnish one, Mr. Gripes!" "Porhapa." "Itemombcr, there Is a million at stuko." A gaunt smllo twitched for an Instant at the thin, wrinkled lip of the old lawyer. He made no reply, but folded and thrust the forgod will into an innor pockot Day was beginnins) outside, aud the weaxon-faoed old mun propared to de part "We will meet you after the funeral, Mr. Gripes." "Probably." "Erory thing seem satisfactory. I bid you good-day for cow." After pressing Lawyer Gripes' band tbe Captain showed bun to tbe door, 'ibe lawyer' horse stood at the gate, watting hit muster's return with no little impa tience, manifested by pawing and an oc casiooal wbinny. It was not until after day-dawn that the death of old Mr. Vandible was made known to all the Inmates ot Lone Hollow. Mrs. Penroy manifested more feeling than Cap tain Btarbright believed her capable. Grace retired to ber room and refused to sco any Ann. Bam was dispatched to Btonedeld with ordors for tho undertaker, who arrived at tbe bouse soon after noon with a band soma racket Preparations were at once made for the funeral, it not being deemed necessary to bold an lnquost since there seemed nothing strange in Mr. vanaioiu s sodden death, bis age boing nearly eighty. The funeral was a plain affair, tbe re mains of the old millionaire being laid to rest beside the only other grave on the premises, that ot his lute wife, who had preceded him to the bettor bud several years. HSfcody bad been removed to lis present pluoe only a few years before from tbe oHy cemetery, st the wish ot the old millionaire, who bad strangely declared hi wish to sleep In this spot far removed from the turmoil of the world. Beekmore Gripes sat in bis room st bis boarding-bouse (he was a bachelor) eagerly scanning a legal document, no less a paper than the last will and testament ot Morgan Vandible. It was a week subsequent to tbe funeral of the old millionaire. The window was open, and a breath ol fresh night air tanned tho withered cheek of tbe acute lawyer. He seemed satisfied with bis scrutiny just as a rap announced a visitor. Laying down tbe paper, Mr. Gripes crossed the carpeted floor and admitted Captain Btar bright During this brief moment a band shot from tbe outer darkness through the open window, and quickly removed the paper from tbe narrow table. "I come, as you have doubloss guessed, to speak of tbe will" " Certainly, Captain. Horeitls." Crossing to tbe table Mr. Gripes put out bis band, and then, glanelng sharply about, uttered a low cry. " What is it now, Seokmore!" queried tbe Captain, quickly. "The Willi" cried the lawyer. "It laid on that table a moment since, and now it Is gone!" to bi coirruiDiD.j THE SCRIBBLING FEVER. A Dlsra Which May Be Bald to Orow by What II fwli lpoa The managers of Lipplnoott's Magazine have, It is said, sent out a circular to con tributors announcing that they have already on band manuscript enough to supply that periodical for more than three years. This statement, if true, says the Boston Journal will carry sorrow to Innumerable hearts, for each year it becomes more literally true that every body writes. Tbe actual number ot manuscripts really used by any magaslne In a rear can not, as any body may see who will refloot a moment rise above Ave or alz dosensi but thut small number contains In finite possibilities for the eyes ot the great race of magazine writers.' We are continually told that thers should be new channels opened through which lit erary folk eonld dispose of their wares: but in tbe first place, tbe supply is pretty nearly Infinite, and. In the second place. every fresh effort to provide for the oul writer call Into being a host of new ones. The disease of . scribbling grows by what It feed upon, until there Is danger that wo become a nation of scribblers, than which, porhaps, no greater misfortune- can befall literature. ' Writing Is, to be sure, a safety valve by means of which our super-nervous people vent their excitement aad bring themselves down to a working level; and on this ground should, perhaps, be encouraged. But even of this good thing there is danger lest we get too much. There ts, of course, no way out of th danger, but to leave time to bring about tbe Inevitable reaction, and to restore people to more common sons view of the whole matter. Of course th overcrowding of the luagazlno oflloca with manuscript is discouraging, but the genuine discouragement will com from a realisation of tbe fact that with all tbbmagaxinea in tbe eountry receiving manuscripts at their usual rata tbe aupply a at present produced would still be far in advance of the deuln. 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