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HIS GREATEST MOVE.
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BY EMMA M.
After the fifth year of Mrs. Osgood’s
widowhood had passed away everybody
in Lebanon commenced to say it was a.
shame that she didn’t marry again.
There had been a time half a year be-
fore whcn it seemed as though there
was a possibility of her doing such a
thing, and then the vacillating public
had thrown up its hands in horror and
had declared that to so desecrate the
memory of a. loved one in such a short
time was sacrilege pure and simple,
and that no right-minded woman would
think of bestowing herself as \helpmatc
upon another before the lamented Os.-
good was cold in his grave. Four years
and a half was hardly sufficient time
for a person to attain a state of frigidity,
reckoning by Lebanon standards. But
when her cousin, who had been visiting
her for a short time, went back east and
the severely censured widow very clear-
ly demonstrated that her intentions
had been entirely misunderstood, Leb-
anon, collectively and individually, be-
gan to lean toward the other side of the
fence, and it wasn’t long till it had
jumped clear over and was equally loud
in its renunciations of a woman who
was selfishly withholding the light of
her comely countenance from some poor
\vayfarer whose path might need illum-
ining by her presence.
Perhaps the one person in all Lebanon
who was most sincerely grieved by Mrs.
Osgood’s oft- repeated and evidently
meant assertion that she had no desire
to renounce her widowhood was Joseph
Lawrence. Lawrence was aretired pol-
itician, who for some twenty-odd years
had served his country in one capacity
and another, but who had at last
grown tired of originating and execut-
ing schemes for the party‘s aggrandize-
ment and had settled down on the pro-
ceeds realized, which, though large,
were not. commensurate with the pro-
digious amount of work which he had
conscientiously performed. He had long
looked with covetous eyes on Mrs. Os-
good, and even when the report that she
had pronounced her ultimatum in re-
gard to second marriages was tripping
from tongue to tongue, the natural
buoyancy of his nature prevailed and
he bolstered up his spirits with the
hope that the widow had wisely de-
clined to set up the true secret of her
heart to be peeked at by social daws.
Iiope did not allay suspense, however,
and in order to relieve the troubled
state of his mind he decided to content.
himself no longer with second-hand de-
cisions, but to apply directly to the
court of justice as administered by the
widow, for a verdict. .. "was”
hlr. Lawrence‘s experience as a poll-
tician had bred in him an air of extreme
urbanity when in the presence of wom-
en and children taken as a collective
part of a voter’s possessions, but dealing
with one of the opposite sex at close
range and as a distinct individual was
something rarely essayed by the erst-
while wily manager, and the morning
when he called on Mrs. Osgood to learn
whether or no there were good grounds
for the rumors then afloat his manner
gave evidence of a trepidation such as
he could not- remember ever to have
iloundered in before. The candid greet-
ing which his hostess always extended
to callers, instead of putting him at
his case, only served to bewilder him
the more and, with a blunt-ness which
would have filled his diplomatic soul
with horror in a political move, he
went at the subject that was responsible
for his visit.
“Mrs. Osgood," he said, between asth-
matic catches of his breath, “I hear it
said throughout the village that you
never intend to marry again. My neigh-
bors—your neighbors—our neighbors
—consider this not only folly but a
positive wrong on your part. I see,
more clearly, perhaps, than any other,
the fallacy of your conclusions and be-
seech you to reconsider, if gossip has re-
ported you correctly. Mrs. Osgood, do
you mean-mover to marry again?”
The lady’s face was tinged with a
slight flush, and she hesitated a mo.
ment before answering.
“Really, Mr. Lawrence,” she replied,
at length, “your question is a very
pointed one, and I was trying to de-
cide whether or not you have a right
to expect an answer. But as it is a
matter on which I have no reason to
maintain any particular secrecy, I dOn’t
mind telling you that I am decidedly
prejudiced against second marriages.
Such a course might be pardonable in
some cases, but in this instance, never.”
Lawrence’s countenance was elongated
to a ridiculous degree.
“Since you have positively stated that
much,” he hazarded, “perhaps you will
tell me what is your reason.”
She turned in lu-r chair till her gaze
rested on the figure of a boy, who was
training vines in the garden beyond
the wide driveway.
“My life belongs to him,” she said,
softly, and the tears welled up in her
pretty eyes and trembled on her long
lashes. “He is my only child, and so
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. long as I can keep him with me I shall
have no desire for another companion.
When he marries, which time, please
heaven, will never come while I live,
then I may consider the advisability of
choosing another husband.”
Lawrence sighed. In his calculations
of prospective. happiness the widow’s
son had never been considered an un-
known quantity, and he knew to a de-
gree of commendable exactness the age
of the young hopeful in question. Ile
wouldn’t be 16 until the following De-
cember. The prospect was not very
encouraging. ' Under the laws of the
state it was highly improbable that he
should take unto himself a wife before
he was 21, and, viewing the matter even
from that extraordinarily favorable
standpoint, the old man’s heart grew
heavy with apprehension as he thought
of the years czthat must necessarily
elapse before he could hope for a frui-
tion of his plans. '0
“So I may take that answer as final,
I suppose 2’" he suggested, meekly.
She nodded. .
“And when your son marries, then
I take it, there will be no harm done
if I bring up this matter again?”
“No harm, certainly not,” was the
smiling rejoinder. “But don’t think of
that improbable event. It belongs
strictly to the far-away future.”
That. ended the politician’s courtship
of Mrs. Osgood, and gradually the affec-
tion which he had always cherished for
the mother seemed to be withdrawn
from her shrine and deposited at the
feet of the son. Lorain Osgood was pos-
sessed of his mother’s ardent disposi-
tion, untempered by her reserve, and
he returned the proffered friendship in ~
good measure. The boy’s 16th birthday
and four succeeding ones came and
went, making great red-letter days in
Joseph Lawrence’s calendar. When the
younger man was 20 some of the native
acutencss which Lawrence had partial-
ly repressed since his retirement from
politics again cropped out, and he de-
cided that it was time to make a dex-
trous stroke. He took young Osgood
into his confidence.
“Lorain,” he said, one night, looking
at the young man sadly, “I’ve made a
good many mistakes in my life, but the
greatest of all was my neglecting to
marry in my early days. There’s noth-
ing so conducive to happiness and pros-
perity as an early marriage. Think
over it, my boy, and if you find a- face
and character that please you and that
give promise of making you happy,
lion’t mock fate by throwing your
chance to the fourwinds. You wouldn’t
mind marrying by the time you are of
age, would you, Lorain?”
Lorain laughed.
“N 0,” he returned, “I guess not. Find
me some one to love, and I will do the
rest. I half believe you are right, Mr.
Lawrence. Early marriages are un-
doubtedly to be cominendu .”
Lebanon was beside itself with curi-
osity when Joseph Lawrence’s sister-
in—law and her daughter came down to
the old place from the city to keep
house for him. There had long been a.
rumor current that Lawrence was not
as generously disposed toward his rel-
atives as his circumstances would per-
~mit, and his sudden relenting was a
matter for much surmising. But all
guessing invariably ended in Lebanon
society congratulating itself upon the
acquisition of a valuable addition to its
ranks in the person of Joseph Law-
rence’s niece, who was a remarkably
pretty girl, and who, it was hinted,
would inherit the major portion of the
politically-acquired property. Mrs. Os-
good was the only one who viewed the
new-comers with alarm. She had never
objected to the strong attachment ex-
isting between her son and the re-
jected suitor, but when it dawned upon
her that the affection was becoming a
family affair in which the niece was re-
ceiving all the homage naturally due.
her from an earnest,'romantic young
man, her fond mother’s heart ached
with an indefinable dread and she trem-
bled at the thought of another woman
reigning supreme in her boy’s life.
J ust after Lorain was 21 the decisive
blow came. Lorain himself was the on
to strike it. *
“Mother,” he cried, and he drew the
trim figure up close beside him, “I‘ve
news for you—glorious news. I’m to
be married, mother, soon.”
She did not cry out. She even ceased
to tremble, but. she did not answer.
“Why don’t you say something, moth-
cr ?” he laughed, raising her pale, drawn
face and kissing her. “Aren’t you
glad ?”
The joy that quivered in every line
of his boyish face touched her heart
and for his sake she tried to conceal the
pain. N
“I had hoped I should not hear that
news for many a year,” she whispered,
“but your happiness has always been
minefyou know.” ..
“Dear mother,” he murmured, fond-
ly, “of course you know whom she is—
Irene Lawrence. Her people are more
than delighted with the match. The old
man is especially elated. The. fact. is,
mother, I think he has been the prime
mover in assisting me to win her.”
Mrs. Osgood’s memory took a sudden
leap backward.
“Ah, yes,” she sighed, reflectively,~“'l
shouldn’t wonder.”
They were married in the early sum-
mer and went away for a short tour
through the west. The Sunday after
the wedding Joseph Lawrence, pro—
tected by a. double—plate armor of self-
assurance, made his second call on Mrs.
Osgood. He found her sitting near the
same window against whose light her
wholesome beauty had been silhouetted
on the occasion of his first prOposal.
His heart was less flurried than on the
first day, but his method of treating
the errand on which he had come was
hardly less abrupt. -
“Mrs. Osgood," he said, “do you re-
member a little conversation we had
in this self-same place six years ago.”
Great sobs lodged in her throat and
she coughed a reply. Ills own memory
was very active then and her words:
“Which time, please Heaven, will never
come while I live,” thundered in his
cars and pronounced him guilty of
wrecking a mother‘s happiness. They
had taunted him a good many times in
the last few months, but never so loudly
as then. But the politician had ground
his ax all but the finishing touches and
he didn’t intend to let the grindstone
rest at thht late day. .
“Perhaps you’ll recollect,” he con-
tinued, cautiously, “that at that time
you told me I could broach a certain
subject again after your son married.
Lorain has. gone”—she looked out
toward the garden Where her boy had
worked that summer day six years be-
fore, and her tears fell fast. “Mrs. Os-
good,” and his voice. was very gentle
and tender then, “are you still averse
to a second marriage?” '
She looked around on the empty house
and the empty garden and then her eyes
rested on Joseph Lawrence.
“N 0,” she said. “I don’t believe I am.”
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ST. LOUIWVENTION
Getting Ready For the Gathering 01
the Republican Hosts.
MONTANA IS FOR CAMERON.
Interview \Vith Chairman Carter—What
Mr. Manley Has to Say—Chat About
Chances of the Various Candi-
dates For the Presidency.
ST. LOUIS, March 31.—The subcommit-
tee of the Republican national committee
held its second session in St. Louis at the
Southern hotel today. The committee
met to attend to convention details, to
confer with the local committees and to
note the progress of the construction of
the Auditorium.
Senator Carter said: ,
“We are naturally anxious that nothing
should be left undone to insure the success
and the smooth operation of the conven-
tion. For this purpose and in consultation
with your local committee we shall care
fully go through the details. Your hotel
arrangements, judging by what I see here,
are admirable. ”
The senator was not disposed to talk
much on politics.
“I take it,” he said, “that all estimates
as to the strength of the candidates are
largely colored by the sanguine hopes of
the friends of each. There is no division
in either party in Montana as to silver.
All are for it. If there is any preference
for a Republican candidate, I should say
it is for Senator Cameron of Pennsyl-
vanla.”
Mr. Manley laughed heartily when Sen-
ator Carter’s remark was quoted to him.
"We have come here on convention busi-
ness only,” he replied. “We want to see
how things are going along and to attend
to‘some details.‘ Our architect, Dave Ad-
ler, will not be here. -It is not necessary.
He writes me that St. Louis is putting up
the finest convention hallever erected by
any city, and I fully believe him.
“As for politics, everybody knOWs how
I stand; Oklahoma has joined the Reed
column, with six delegates, since Satur-
day, and we have two more from Massa-
chusetts. Ym can say ,the Reed men are
well contented and confident. The con-
vention will last a week and perhaps
longer.”
Chinese and X Rays.
DENVER, March 31.—A special to The
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Maguire, manager of Maguire’s Opera
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note, has unearthed what he believes to be
the fact that the cathode or X rays were
known to the Chinese many centuries ago.
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