The enterprise-recorder., April 28, 1910, Image 7

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I kit on a rlntid in the Rim.hinc, just over th riciinrlnir siem-.
Wntcblnir (ilil llin.' p'll imttni.l, li.ini . 1 1 1 limit to Spi n.u-l In glc n.
Aid 1 see with my imuIi- v.mm, .u,.i I mm. with my h -i i-1 U'l a pen,
'J'4e UditKB thut go un below im- tin uit iinttitneM ul men.
I lee inrne In greedy sirivitiii -they s,-(
jinn wop ni uii-ir wnti ind rl
llli;S I'
1 Ace some In t h rn h oi
envy ihcv slKi
ithu the wens, ure hid
clliKheil In iic.illi
I ee mine wllh wily runninc tin y mcy i n li.ith r
And llnru In the nii.lli y h'-i lininaw' 1 wnlrh l.rth i
5TIW worm scons u ii. .ice i, i uiiai..-; I i ok Willi a I,. Mil i ; ri...ie,
lur 1 know thai 11 inn Justice, iiml I itdu nil the w im ii al'iiic:
. Then the light or the orh nhiivo me l.ilhi i-li-ur on Ihi' illMinit mlli
And 1 look on the end nf mutow -In-- end nt ilis'iess and wintli.
I nee lii the fur-off lutnio tin- calm thin stinll hiiioiv hp
When 1. Willi mighty w j.tu-, hae Inuunhl loiin my victory.
I see nil the tangle- Klnnisiitom-il. tlie nnn of the pmir m.i.le right
The rlrll to their level linnililc'l, t. wenk wllh their iti.nl of might,
Ho I nil on my clmid in the sunlight, .nklii down on Hie li:itile strong,
And 1 mile, fur 1 know thai. Justice k mi 1 1 rummer the wur.d ete inngl
Lurunu V. Sheldon, In the ISew York 'limes.
! An Awkward Situation.
Ambition to get leading parts Induc
ed me to throw up a good paeitlon in
tho North of England to join a man
ager starting at Salisbury. The busi
ness turned out dlt-nsiroiiR, the thea
tre closing In a fortulght. I, an utter
stranger to the place, with a wife anil
babe, was taken III, and could hardly
stir for days. But for a good-hearted
landlady, I do not Know what would
havo become of us.
One morning, however, over a mel
ancholy pipe In the grassy hollow be
low Old Sariim, a my of hope dawned
upon me. In my anxiety and depres
nin one old ncauaintance hud alto
gether slipped my memory. This wa
a Mr. Atherstone, an art denier of
Ikind street. Ho first knew mo when
I had become assistant to a well
known engraver, and watched my pro
gress with great interest. I wrote
telling him the whole story of my
misfortune. A prompt reply followed.
Apart from proof of Mr. Atherstone's
good feeling for me his letter contained
news that I read with surprise and
pleasure not without reason, as the
following extract will show:
"I want you to undertake a commis
sion that requires tact nnd discrimina
tion. It Is private Inquiry, and has
to be carried through at Shrewton
Court, Merlvale, the seat of l.ord
Mountralcon, within a few miles from
Balls bury. Obtain perniJsrJon from
the owner to see his art treasures. I
shall forward to you a jewelled minia
ture of Lord Mountfalccn, and want
vr,.i tn ascertain If It. Is a facsimile of
in the enllectlon. That Is the
least Important point of the Inquiry
,tth u-hleh I put rust you. Kind out
at any trouble, and with nil the skill
you can command, the circumstances
under which the fac-slmlle came to
be painted. There Is a keeper of the
galleries; try nnd mane inenus iui
him. Keep the object of your visit as
dark as passible."
On again hearing from (he art deal
er I wrote to Lord Montfalcon asking
permission to visit his picture gnl
leries. By next post I had the most
courteous of replies, acceding to my
request. One thing puzzled me, the
handwriting of the note signed by
tho nobleman was familiar to me.
Where I had before seen It I could
not recollect. Next morning I went
over to Merlvale. Shrewton Court sit
uated In a spacious park, command?
oblects. One Is a
o-ropef.,1 lonle. temnle. half hidden in
white elms. So much
a iiidoo " .
did It strike my fancy that I left the
.v. m nM.iin a close view. It
yam,,,, -
was prevented, however, by a singular
u . i. t annroached a young
lUVllll-lll. ' . .
girl in white bounded down the marble
steps. Her melancholy, yet uu.. ...
face, and sunny tresses decked with
... tinea nilL'ht have been
Ophelia's. To my perplexity she ad
.ml rnnrteslert three times. Dl
.' a i nmtronlv woman
ran out of the building. She quietly
took the girl by the hand and led her
aura v
ti,a chmwtnn rolli'ctlon would be
famous If only for Its Florentine and
r .i-utorniocea. While absorb
ed ifefore them a light footfall behind
aroused me. I turned and saw I-ord
vionntf.lenn. His open, handsome
excellent lot
iHntinn nnvwhere. He said
ItJI VI lain vmm-v.
i v.va appn vou before; was It not
uanva oui.
From theatricals Lord Mountfalcon s
talk glided into matters of pictorial
. ..iv. k was evidently an
an, in wuilii - .
enthusiast. Half an hour passed, and
kin iAaisf n -on-in.rked:
uia tuiunuii
... taavA vmi. On no ac
1 mum m'w j- -
COUDl IT11B8 IUB "
There ia a portfolio of Rembrandt
,,iat have Roecial value
n the eyes of a practised draughts
man. Perhaps yon might also like to
look at my bronzes, cameos and min
iatures?" ,
i .i,miM. toy lord." I answered
- .h am therA many?"
wry .ii uv i.
T i.m tinmhtr." replied his
.en, 1 n "
ij.i,in "varir renresentatlve, from
tiiim a -n rnmvop to Ross and Moule
niiiiwu BUM vvv.
u ...i. v.,, itnnla I retard as nne
as anything painted by Cosway. The
u,0ii inn attend to Too. He
.in v... .priora tn let vou see any
thing In whloh you may take an In
tjireiit."
I'.ll. .1 Utilil-
il !!! 1 v
Mm i he i
. t'llll.
in fi.r t le
Hints -l.- I fewer
natiipu I v. l J m 1 1 mi l.mirl
nient, uye.
h nnd
i ill'. I hour.
.).
tcry vanished about the handwriting
sent to me the day be-yiro.
I had known Mr. Samuel Cracken
thorpe, and we were no longer on
speaking terms. We had become Inti
mate at Exeter, where he was then
a lawyer's clerk and a small money
lender. It was not long before 1 found
out he was a mean, wily, Intriguing,
treacherous fellow, and on discovering
him grossly dishonest. I angrily cut
his acquaintance. We met, of course,
like perfect strangers, but Cracken
thorpe's manner was polite, even to
tiliReniiinllsness.
! had ItNiked at water color. hronzeR
and prints and now asked for the min
iatures. Thev were contained in three
large cases, placed upon n table In the
smaller chamber of Ilia blue gallery
and unlocked at my request. Just
as I was preparing to examine the
works of art a footman entered and In
formed mo it was his master s wish
I should take luncheon. I could either
sit down with Mr. Crackenthorpe or be
attended separately. Hut I excus'd my
self on 1he score of wanting to leave
almost. Immediately, Intending to re
sumo my visit next day. Left alone I
examined several of the miniatures
At last I unhooked the Mountfalcon
picture. It represented th,nobleman
In court dress. I satisfied myself on
every point. After the closest srrut
Inq I was convinced the miniature I
carried in my breast pocket differed
In nothing from the original. It was
perfect In similarity of jewels, arms
and setting. It struck me that I
would compare the pictures.
The light, being less strong in the
northern than southern division of the
gallery, I entered the brighter cham
ber. There 1 looked nt the miniatures
Ktdo liv side. I was aghast for a mo
ment lest, thev should become dis
placed. To tell which from which
would have been Impossible. Putting
the copy In my pocket I returned, plac
ing the original on a small table near
the cases. Some feeling' Unpolled me
to again visit the south apartment,
where I once more examined every
point In the picture Mr. Atherstone
Mv all absorbing thought
was to get a clew to the history of that
picture. My mediation was broken ny
a faint, sigh-like sound from the Inner
apartment. I looked around; It was
,,fnHv il tnrv nnd silent. Jim on
peneciiy tsom.uy u.iu n.,... (
k l"r the tnini;
THE SWEETNESS OF LIFE.
Truly The Light is Sweet and a Pleasant Thing
it is 'for the Fyes to Behold the Sun. bcclcs. XI...
Life is sweet, brother."
"Do you think so?"
"Thinir n! There's night and day, bTother, both sweet things;
moon and stars, brother, all
sun,
wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother, w no woum
to die? 4. Romany child would wish to live forever."
"In sickness, Jasper?"
"There's the sun and tho stars, brother."
"In blindness, Jasper?"
"There's the wind on the heath, brother, and if I could only
feel that I would gladly live forevor."-From "Lavengro," a story
of the Gypsies, by George Borrow.
- . . ...
returning to replace Lord Mountfal
con'g miniature, It had (ltsappeareu.
My feelings can be conceived. 1
uearcbed In vain. Everything else sad
been untouched. Amid bewilderment,
terrible idea occurred to me. 1 anew
Crackenthorpe'g malevolent nature.
Had he, I thought, founa an opportun
ity to pay off his grudge against me?
It was time, however, to meet. 1110 uu
flculty. Stating what had happened,
1 pooneittert Crackentnorpe 10 m oum
summon h! master, If at hand.
Lord Mountfalcon listened to my
with the greatest calmness
and patience. In reply, he eald most
likely I must have maaverieuuy uik.
ped the picture among the prints or
other thing on the tables. The keep
er and a footman were then ordered
to make a search through everything.
It was perfectly fruitless. The noble
man, whoie eyea hud never left me,
said:
"What explanation have you? I
learn thnt you have been alone with
In
the works of nrt more than half an
hour, nnd during the time no one has
Lent- near l!;e gallery.
"It Is a matter of opinion, mv lord.''
I returned, looking hard at the Keeper.
a noise 1 he:tri warrants my In l:ei
that snnio mi" secretly (IM ei.ter."
Do you wi.iit to throw suspicion on
me? exclaimed ( Tackonthor pc. "It
would not he the first time you bav.
falsely charged me with dishonesty."
Tho noble man waved his hand and
said to ne:
"It Is very painful to me, but I have
no alternative. You must be search
ed." 'Forbear, my lord," I calmly replied;
"spare mo such humiliation."
'Hear mo for a moment only, cried
the keeper. "I nssnre you be is a man
of disreputable character," and creep
ing closer to me. rraekentnnrpe struct
my breast pocket nnd hissed out,
"What have you there?"
I knew full well, Heaven knows, but
what could I do?
"I have no property of Lord Mount-
fnlcon," I said, "and Mr. Cracken
thorpe knows that perfectly well.
nisprave his charge, then, by pro
ducing what your pocket contains,
was the answer. "I ran have no more
delay. If you again refuse what Is de
manded one of my servants must Due
off to Salisbury for a constable.'
Surveying the whole situation, l an
swered;
Allow me n prlvnle Interview, Lord
Mountfalcon, and 1 can give you Mieh
an explanation that must remove all
suspicion."
What the nobleman's answer might
have been I know not. At that mo
ment a wild, mocking cry came from
the garden.
"What Is thai?" exclaimed Lord
Moimir.'ileon. anxiously; "surely I
know that round."
In tin Instant lr had quitted the
eiilYry. Soon confused voices, inter
mlntli d with the angry tones of the
n,ot..,. if the mansion arose in the
corridor. Something unusual had tak
en nlnee. In a few minutes I-ord
Mnntfiileon at ra 11 gel v pale, entered
and laid the missing miniature on
the table. He said to me, with ex
tended hand:
"I deeply regret we have caused you
n n.iieli mix ctv. ll' nr my exputiiu
tlon. A niece of mine, unfortunately
of weak Intellect, gained admission in
c,,me i m-v ot leable manner to tne gai
lew The noise you heard doubtless
rum,, from her entrance or departure
a ,i,.n.p otiuerveil her unattended
.mi ftiowlni? the young lady saw In
..out conieihlnir into the rosnrv. It win
the portrait takm fram the table wher
JIM1 Oil'. I""".
you should have been placed In such
an awkward situation.
I bowed and prepared todepart. Lord
Mountfalcon would not hear of It. stat
ing he wished to see me in private.
"By the way," he added to Cracken
thorpe. "It Is a mystery to me how
Itdy Hester could have obtained en
trance here. By means of that locked
door she Is entirely cut oft from this
side of the mansion. Has tho door
been unlocked since my orders?"
"1 have no knowledge of it," faltered
.l.,n.l,,l IT 1 Oei' llV I UK-l
the keener, turning pale
sweet things; there's likewise a
i
, 1 u.l llnnnlfnlnnn nrftBHl1 til ttlO
lird Mnnntfnlcon crossed to the
rtnor. and it onened on the handle be
ing turned. What transpln d I n:d
not learn until an hour later.
As I sat over my luncheon I began to
see my way to the possibility of ob
taining a clew to the history of the
miniature In my pocket. Atherstone
had given mo some facts, but I had
been sensitive about disclosing them.
It was not long before I was closeted
with the owner of Shrewton Court. In
the lull of conversation bis lordship
observed in a quiet tone:
"Wo It solelv an Interest In art
which brought you to Merlvale?"
I answered In the negative.
"I. thought ao," was the reply. ' Now
we have established friendly relations,
may I ask why you at first so firmly
resisted my demand of your being
searched?"
"Because, my lord," I answered, "I
hare such a terrible witness of guilt
mv nocket,'
"What was It?" observed the noblo
man.
"Only this!" I replied, handing over (
the replica. 1
silence la the room was only broken
by tho faint ticking of a small Kreii' h
clock.
"1 uni astonished," cried the noble
man. "Surely this is my miniature.
Yet, no! My own is slightly stained
by the wet grass of the rosary. To
whom does it belong?''
"I urn liinornnt." was the nnswer. "It
has been in tho hands ot a dealer for
sale," and one of his clients Is eager
to ascertain how it came to be paint
ed." "Who Is that?" was the Inquiry.
"1 have no knowledge." 1 replied.
"Well," observed the nobleman, " I
would pay n handsome reward U find
out the history of the thing. Have
you any key to unlock the mystery?"
"No," I said; "but most IlKeiy
Crackrntliorp-. has. May 1 put him
through n i l oss-examination In your
presence?"
"By all means," returned Lord
Vniintfalcon: "It mav prevent his be
ing lodged in Jail. That unlocked door
in the blue gallery has revealed what
a grossly dishonest fellow he Is. Ask
him what you please.
Sam Cracld tithoi lie, fearful of be
ing prosecuted by bis master, answered
every question I put. The examina
tion, as near ns I recollect, was as
follows:
"Well. Mr. Cra'-kentlmrpe. you know
this fiic-slniile of the miniature you
asserted I bud ia my pocket?"
"Yes."
"Who palntel it?"
"Mr. Motile."
"Where?"
"In my sitting room."
"Who obtained his services?"
"1 dl I."
"At whose request?"
"A lady came to see thegallerles af
ter Lord Mountfalcon went off to the
Mediterranean."
"Iler name."
"Miss Wineaunton."
"Where did she see the original min
iature?" "At Moslem, the Jeweller's, In Picca
dilly." '
"What stnry was told the miniature
painter to blind hlni?"
"That, his lordship's sister secretly ,
wanted a etipy."
"How came Miss Wineaunton to
wish for a copy?"
"Because she so admired the like
ness." Three months afterward Mr. Ather
Htonc and I witnessed the cen-inonv of
the man-lane nt St. Corn-go's, Ham ver :
Square, between Lord Mountfalcon .'.ml 1
the beautiful Lflilv Susan Brewster. A
rival. Miss Wineaunton. bad insinuat
ed the noblemen was In love witu ner,
producing lis proof the miniature she.
hnd obtained under suen .1...... ......
crafty circumstances. Lady Brewster
returned Lord Mountfalcon s pictuie 111
o at of anirer. believing the falsehood.
and broke off the engagement. On
Mr Atherstone communicating no
facts of the case Lu,dy Susan became
reconc iled to her old lover.
After the ceremonial was over Mr.
Atherstone look me out for luncheon,
later on. dallying with a cigar and
a bottle of claret, the art dealer said:
"I think we are in duty bound to
drink to the health of the bride and
groom."
We did it tn bumpers.
"By the by," continued my 1'1
friend, "I shall run down the week af
ter next to Shrewton Court, for Lord
Mountfalcon told m he had fitted you
up capital quarters us the new keeper
of his art galleric'S."-Wave.ley Maga
zine. Not Pennies, but Cents.
"There Is no such coin in the Cnlt
ed States as a penny," snld Deputy
Treasurer W. H. Olbson. v,hen asked
about the supply of the Lincoln head
1-cent pieces.
"Nearly every bank In the I'nlted
States writes us for Lincoln head pen
nies, and the thousands of people who
came to the cash room In the lust ter
days for these coins called them pen
nles. The law authorizes 1-cent pieces
and not pennies. When Ellis H. Rob
erts waa United States treasurer he
would not sign a letter with the word
penny in It. It Is cent,' he used to
say, 'and atmie people have more cents
than others, and the way he empha
sised the 'cents' made It sound very
much like he meant 'sense.' "Phila
delphia PreBs.
Subsidence Of the Bermuda Islands.
According to the results of studies
by Prof. A. E. Verrlll, the beautiful
Ponnuda Islands are merely the rem
nant of an island, very much largei
than the present entire group, hut
which has sunk in the ocean. Tin
original Island had an area of "no 01
400 square miles, whereas the Berrau
das today are only about 20 squart
'miles In area. Within a comparative
ly recent period, sbvr Professort Ver
.111 iho rterniiiilas have subsided at
least 80 or 100 feet. Their bajfoj i p;
tne summit, ui 01. n..tv.nv luiwnn
while their surfnre Is composed o"
shell sand drifted Into hills 'by the
wind and consoii'JLRted inflittwHoii
A LADY'S MAN.
On Monday I was Julia's knight.
On J lleKihlV fitellll 1M
On Wi s.hiv I with deep il' hiiht
li ne nil II I v time tn ti'.llin Vile,
On 'I h m 1 - hi y cm. rly I g'lv",,
Alleolli.n to the :inls ot Ma,
Oil l-'rl.liv I was ('lul l's sline
.11.l Adeline's on Klllllilay.
And now 1 have no ilonht you'll say
1 I'm K.irt-v 1.1 l.e 'ii.iilh your haul
'J'liin tov lUfoi'il uis pinny I'trny
I I, 111 I'm .1 very Ih kle nun.
Oh 11 .: that's not the truth at nil
And Mill misjudge me eyel V way.
1 tine iesjininl to duty's eitll ,
I 111 In an escort hnl. -all's pay.
N.nl nin M. Love, In tho New York Sun,
Jin ;
"Do you ever meet your wtte In
town?" "Sometimes, when I don't see
her coming." Houston Post. '
"Does he go out between every
act? No; Just merely comes in be- ,
tween every drink." MoBton Herald. ,
Mrs. llenham "You havo torn my
train!" Henham "That's all right;
your train is long enough to be ia
two sections." Judge.
lilobbs "That girl has a beautirul j
foot; such a high instep." Slobbs ,
"Yes, but she can come down on a
fellow pretty flat-footed. Record. . !
"Why do people read the advertls-
1 ing section in tho magazines'.'" "Hay,
1 guess you never tried to read tne
other section!" Cleveland Plain- f
Dealer. '
i Hobble (to Keatherstcne) "Did j .
I you know that you were a relative ot
Jours?'' Feathers-lone "Since 'when?" j
! "Mother says that you are our weal:
; brother." Life. j,
I "Those two statesmen are so an- .
! gry they won't speak." "Well," an
swered Senutor Sorghum, "that's bet
iter than starting a Controversy.""
Washington Star.
Tho girl (rather weary, at 11.30 p. .. ''
nt.) "1 don't know a thing about 1
baseball." The li'iiu-"lyct me ex-
plain It to you." The (ilrl "Very
well, give me an Illustration of a
' home run." Life.
I Daughter "Mamma, can't I have a 4
little money for shopping thlB morn- , ,
Ing'.'" Mrs. Malaprop "No, dear; .
there's the (axes to pay, and I expect
tho taxidermist around any moment."
Huston Transcript.
"Instead of boycotting beef why I
don't you accustom yoiiielf to eat- '
ing the cheaper cms?" "There are no
cheaper ul. There nre only the ex
pensive, the more exiienslve, and tha
unattainable." Chicago Tribune,
"Dmgley Is awfully out of sorts
since Mio Administration turned him
down." "What does he say about ltry
"He says he wishes the waters of o"j
llvlon could roll over hlni." "Tl-Jen 1
why doesn't ho run for Vice Ppisl
dent?" Cleveland Plain Dealer '
' Aunt. Hetty "What'B ttfjmatter,
1 ICben?" "I'lide Eben ylvell, of all
the brazen things I evr saw. l'nis ,t
'dty payer has dc,iu;trately copied
! that patent ineilldno id. about SI
! llosklns being cured of Inliueiizy by
Using Judge Dopeman's l'llls that was
in last week's 'Hardstrabble Clar-
Ion' "Judge.
1 Mrs. A. "I do love lobster, but t
never have them at home, because It
seems so Inhuman to ki'l them by
putting them In a kottlei of toiling
water.'' Mrs. I!. "Gracious! I never
kill them that way. It would be too
horr.blc I always put them on la
cold water and let them come to a
boll." Uostou Transcript. 1
Laily (to commlUeeman-tooin clerk,
who hands her a small bill announc
ing a tortlKonilng political mcitlug In
England) "Dut Is It possible for la
dies (o go to these meetings?" Cleric I
. "Vhv not?" LfldV "1 lhO'igM they " .
were more or less of a rough nature."
Clerk "Well, mudam, we've taken
every possible precaution to keep out
the suffragettes." Punch. J
Why He Was Concerned.
A big able bodied man of about
midlife age shuffled Into the poor lav
guardian's olflce and curtly bade tho.
clerk good morning.
"Wot d'ver mean," he began, "by
knockln' off Poor bidder Snagg's
parish pay? She's a 'onest, aid work
In' woman whose nose is in the wash
tub all (lav, an' It's a wicked shtime
to rob 'or of 'er lorful rights."
The clerk took down a big ledger
and silently consulted it.
Mrs. Snugg has married again,"
he said, "and the guardians have do
ht shn is no longer enOtleil
j to outdoor relief, and in any event,
my man," no nu.ieu imi.i, .
thould like to know if the matter it
anv concern of yoursT
"Concern of mine!" the man re
sponded, "Well, I should rather think
so, gulv'nor. If you stops the ol
lady's pay you stops my dally ounce
o' shag an' quart o' beer too! -I'm
'er noo' 'usband!" Answers.
His Challenge.
4"h'e'Jude. "Now, prisoner, do jreu
Wish to' challenge the Jury?"
. The Prisoner. . "Well, guvnor. , I
mind tnlilne on little four-eve
UVI. w " .
over there." The Tatler. .
When the keeper entered the via