A NOVELETTE.
By William Earle Baldwin.
(Copyright, 1891. by Globe Press Association.)
CHAPTER II.
(Synopsis of Proceeding Chapter.)
CHAPTER I.
Langford finds Philip Davaris a Greek violin-
ist. in New York after the latter has been on a.
mysterious journey. Finds a telegram dated
Paris: “Come at once. Important discoveries.
Helene" Who is Helene? The two friends go
to Lenox later. Davaris’s strange agitation at
meeting a society girl, Gladys Montague.
It was a rather embarrassing situation
——Davaris standing there very much con-
fused, Langford watching him curiously,
Miss Montague puzzled—and all three
were glad to see Mrs. Hamlyn approach-
ing from the doorway. She greeted Lang-
ford cordially, was presented to Davaris,
who had recovered self-possession enough
to smile and say he was delighted to meet
her. Miss Montague improved the oppor-
tunity to escape, sayingr she would find
Constance. While she was gone, Law-
rence and Thurston were seen strolling
up the driveway arm in arm.
Never were two men more unlike in per-
sonal appearance than these bosom com-
panions. Lawrence was extremely tall
and slender; Thurston, short and pudgy.
Lawrence hai dark brown eyes, brown
curly hair and regular features; Thurs-
ton’s eyes Were. light blue, almost color-
less. his hair sandy, and his nose had a
decided tendency upward. Yet Thurston
was well liked despite his unprepossess-
ing appearance. There was a certain
rugged manliness, a certain firmness
amounting almost to obstinacy that com-
manded admiration. Yet he was very re-
served, he did not make acquaintances
freely, and he was liable to form preju-
dices that were often as ill-advised as un-
reasonable. Lawrence was hail-fellow-
well-met with every one; yet there were
, a few people who did not like lzim. Some
" of the ultra-fashionables had a dim, ciark
suspicion that he occasionally wrote for
the newspapers. and that was quite
enough to kill him socially. But they
never had any direct proof of this, and so
he drifted on awelcome guest at more
than one country house during the sum-
mer, and a member of a swell bachelor’s
club in town during the winter.
f‘Itell you it -isn't any use, Thurston,”
, he was saying, do‘l'cfdllygasWhey-“walked
along. “Every time I try to talk to her
she snubs me unmercifully; she brings
me up with a round turn! Now what
would you (10? Suppose you were in my
place, and a girl was verydistant and cold
to you—almost rude sometimes—how
would you treat her? I have tried being
merely civil, but she is more disdainful
than ever; I have showed that I was
angry, but that only amuses her; I have
tried to appear indifferent; but can’t make
it go; I have been very nice to her and
tried to please her, but she snubs me
more and more. Iam tired to death of
her everlastingly saucy ‘Do you really
think so?‘ and her indifferent ‘Is it,
really?” She never talks that way to any
of the other men. You are an old hand at
this sort of thing, Thurston, and can’t you
give me some advice?” Lawrence looked
appenlingly at his friend, who paused and
laughed.
"My dear boy,”he said, “I thought you
knew more about girls than that. If I
were to give my opinion of the matter, I
should say she either loved you or hated
you; you should find out for yourself.
His companion laughed nervously. “But
how am I to do that?” he asked.
“Hum—easiest thing in the world. I
should advise you to ignore Miss Monta-
gue as much as possible; there is nothing
like a little wholesome neglect. Flirt des-
peratel y with some other girl. Of course
I don’t mean that you should be rude to
her; there’s no need of that. Suppose,
for instance, we go on the piazza there,
where I see Mrs. Hamlyn and those two
men—new men, aren’t they? I never saw
them before. Well, suppose Miss Monta-
gue and Miss 'Hamlyn come out, as of
course they will, don’t pay much attention
to Gladys; if she greets you coldly, give
her the same medicine, and talk to Con-
stance. Try my tactics- for awhile, my
dear boy. I’ll help you out."
“i’ll do it, old fellow!” and Lawrence
seized his friend’s hand and wrung it with
vigor.-
“What’s all this about?” exclaimed a
high pitched voice behind them. “Some
deep, dark conspiracy being c0ucocted,I
fancy.”
The two men turned and saw ashort
(lumpy woman, who had evidently been
walking, for her plump cheeks shook like
jelly, almost completely burying a deep
dimple in one side of her face, and her
breath came in short jerks.
“Oh,'n‘o, Mrs. Havermeycr," Lawrence
answered, readily. “It is only a very in-
nocent little compact."
Mrs. Havcrmeyer plumped herself down
in a rustic chair on the lawn under a
shade tree, and fanned herself vigorously
with a newspaper she had in her hand.
‘Have you seen anything of Charlie?” she
asked. "That boy ran off after breakfast
and I haven’t seen him since.”
“No," answered Lawrence.
know where he is."
“Well, if you see him, please send him
here immediately. 1 must see him andI
cannot go another step.”
The two men moved away, butinstead
of joining the group on the piazza imme-
diately they went into the billiard room
where they found a youth nattily attired
in tennis fianncls knocking the balls aim-
lessly about, to whom they delivered the
message. .
Young Havermeyer reluctantly put up
his one, placed his eye-glass in position,
muttered something very disrespectful
about “the old woman,” and walked off.
It was shortly after, that Lawrence and
Thurston met Davaris for the first time.
On the piazza Mrs. Hamlyn presented the
Greek to them. Thurston nodded non-
chalantly, and began to talk to Mrs.
Hamlyn; Lawrence gave the Greek 3.
scrutinizing. glance, addressed a few com-
“I don’t
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infinplacé's to him, and‘ then turned to
Laugford, with whom he had a slight ac-
quainiance.
At that moment Gladys returned with
Constance. Lawrence started foward im-
pulsively to speak to her, but met a warn-
ing look from Thurston, {e smiled in re-
turn; paid back Miss Montague’s cold
bow by one equally icy, and then devoted
himself to Constance Hamlyn. The talk
was general for a time; then Mrs. Ham-
lyn excused herself for a drive, Thurston
and Langford drifted oil' to play a game
of billiards, leaving Davaris seated in a
chair tete-a-tete with Gladys, who was
lounging gracefully in the hammock, and
Lawrence leaning against the railing of
the piazza looking down upon Constance
Hamlyn, who had placed herself effective-
ly in a huge wicker-work piazza-chair.
And Lawrence was not to be blamed for
looking at Constance Hamlyn, as she
made adelightfully pretty picture. She
was ofarather ethereal type of beauty,
she looked so fragile, so delicate. Her
features were immature; there was some-
thing of a baby look in her face. Her shell-
likc cars; thin, straight nose with sensi-
tive nostrils; full lips with their yet un-
developed curves; her large, wondering,
almost childlike blue eyes; her petite,
supplcligurc loaning back in the chair;
made a picture that. any man might have
an excuse for looking at twice.
But Lawrence‘s devotion was not alto-
gether genuine. lie stole glances towards
the other end of the piazza. where Gladys
was in the hammock, to see what she
thought of his action. She appeared tobe
wholly cugrosaad in the Greek, however,
and was talking vivaciously with him,
smiling and then listening to his replies
with a flattering attention. Lawrence
pulled the ends of his moustache, and
thought that after all 'l‘hurston’s great
scheme was not infallible. But he had
tried it scarcely fifteen minutes. Surely
Gladys must notice it. He had always
been so different. If she happened to
come into a room where he was, he would
leave the person he was talking with—al-
most rudely sometimcs—and immedi-
ately come to her; when she was about he
had no eyes for any one else. Surely she
must see that something was wrong; that
he had changed in his manner towards
her.
Foratimc, however, he did nobly; he
followed Th urston’s advice with some suc-
cess, as far as flirting with another girl
was concerned. He entered into a de—
lightful, breezy talk with Constance Ham-
lyn, and if Gladys had been listening, she
would have heard a good deal about a. cer-
tain ribbon and handkerchief and some
nonsense about keeping it forever and
never giving it back, and thenamerry
laugh from Constance, followed by an-
other equally merry from Lawrence. He
managed to keep this up for half an hour
or more, and then began to show a little
uneasiness. Beaglanced more andmore
often at Davaris, and gave some very ran-
dom answers to some of Constance’s
questions.
“Oh, yes; I think she can be very nice,"
he said. Constance laughed.
“I was asking you if you like the paper-
chases.”
Lawrence blushed furiously. “Ohl” he
exclaimed. “Yes, I think they are good
fun, sometimes.” *
“Don’t move, pleathe,” came suddenly
from the end of the piazza, and Lawrence
was glad of something to divert his atten—
tion, for there was Havermeyer with a de-
tective camera in his hand.
“Are you going to include us all?” asked
Lawrence.
“Yeth,” said Havermcyer. He pressed
a button, turned some indicators, and re-
marking, “There, I’ve got you,” walked
off with a satisfied air.
“ That man—mow father?” Davaris said.
Lawrence finally grew desperate, and
succeeded in taking Constance off to play
a set of tennis; he could not endure the
sight of the Greek talking so confiden-
tiall y with Gladys.
“And are you and Mr. Langford such
great friends?" Gladys was saying, look-
ing up with her dark eyes fixed on the
Greek’s face.
“Indeed we are. Ever since we were in
college we have been quite inseparable."
“I like to see these friendships between
men; they are so rare. They seem so dif-
ferent from the friendships we girls have
among ourselves. Think of two men lov-
ing one another! And do you tell one an-
other everything, the way Constance and
Ido? Don’t you sometimes have secrets
you never speak of?"
Davaris looked toward the floor of the
piazza and followed a crack in the boards
with his cane. He did not look up when
heanswercd :
“I am afraid we do not carry it quite so
far as that."
It cost him something to make this re-
ply. He remembered what had happened
in town before they came away; he re-
membered that there was something he
could not tell any one. But he did not
laugh aside her question as most men
would. He gave her a frank, truthful an-
swer. Gladys had the tact to see that she
was treading on dangerous ground, and
she immediately changed the subject.
Davaris was silent and gloomy. The
train of reflections her question brought
up overpowered him for a moment. The
sight of Gladys Montague in her. fresh
morning gown, with the honeysuckles in
her hair, made him forget for a time
everything except that she was talking
with him sympathetically, but when she
asked that unfortunate question he did
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not see her at all. Insteau,‘he saw his
studio in New York; he was sitting there,
painting; a. telegram came; he sailed for
Liverpool,—that was all.
Gladys noticed his preoccupation, and
began to think that in spite of his fascinat-
ing ways, the Greek was a little dull. The
sun crept around and invaded the piazza.
Gladys proposed that they should go into
the library; she had some photographs of
Greece that perhaps might interest him.
Davaris was about to decline to go; he
did not care to see the pictures. He looked
at Gladys, who had risen from the ham-
mock, and then—went. The library was
a small room, darkened by closed shut-
ters. In the dim light Davaris vaguely
noticed that it was fairly loaded down
with bric-a-bric, old coins in antique trays,
scimitars, old fire-lock guns, Egyptian
daggers and rare tapestries. The long
windows opened on the piazza, and
through one of these, they passed into the
room. The place was so much cooler than
the outside air that Davaris shivered in-
voluntarily as soon as Miss Montague
closed the shutters of the window back of
them. The carpet was very soft, his feet
sinkinginto it at every step. Out of doors,
they could hear voices from the tennis
court, mingled occasionally with Haver-
mayor’s Well-known laugh, but save this
everything about them was still. Davaris
watched Miss Montague move aboutin her
languidly graceful way, and something
made him wish that he had never come
into that room. Her beauty did not impress
itself on him at all in that dimlight; she
looked so dark and her largo eyes were
so bright that they were almost unpleos-
ant to him. She took a portfolio froma
table, and then they seated themselves
by a window on another side of the room,
Miss Montague drew back the curtains
slightly, and when the bright light pene«
tratcd the room, Davaris felt relieved; it
was as if the sun had Suddenly emerged
from a cloud.
For a few moments they were busy over
the pictures, Gladys taking them from the
portfolio and handing them to Davaris
with a running fire of questions and com—
ment. Then he saw her put her hand
down into the lining of the portfolio
which was torn, and take asmall photo-
graph from it. Her face flushed with joy,
and she said with a Eaugh:
“Oh, there it is!
long!” and she looked at the picture with
eager eyes.
Davaris looked inq uiringiy at her.
“It is a picture of my father—the last
one he ever had taken.” she said, answer-
ing his unasked question.
Davaris, not saying a word, stretched
out his hand, and she gave the picture to
him mechanically. He took it and looked
at it anxiously. She noticed his hand was
shaking.
It was a picture of a man a little over
thirty years of age, with long sweeping
.side-‘whiskers which reached below his
coat collar, a 'smooth-shaven chin, hand-
somely cut nose and lips. His head was
finely shaped and slightly bald at the
temples. He was in the uniform of. a. col-
onel in the regular United States Army,
and on his breast were two or three deco-
rations. «.
“That man—your father?” Davaris said
looking up suddenly and gazing at her
earnestly.
“Yes,” she answered, a little startled at
the look on the Greek’s face. “He died in
Rome ten years ago. He was a colonel in
the army, but was on the retired list. He
had been in Greece—that is where he col-
lected all these photographs. The pic-
ture was taken in Paris about a month, I
think, before he died. And I'm so glad I
have found it again; it is the only picture
I have of him, and you cannot think hoW I
prize it i”
Gladys did not know what made her tell
this comparative stranger about her
father, but there was a questioning ap-
peal in his dark eyes; there was a look of
sympathetic sadness in their soft depths.
Davaris laid the picture down on the
table, and they continued to look over the
other photographs, but she noticed he
glanced uneasily at the photograph of
her father several times.
Gladys was where she could see out of
the window and command a view of the
driveway, and suddenly she started up
with a little scream, letting the portfolio
and the pictures fall on the floor in disor-
der. Coming down the road ata. tearing
pace was the dog-cart, with Mrs. Hamlyn
in it alone, and the horse unmanageable.
The coachman was nowhere to be seen,
and evidently had been thrown out.
Gladys rushed out on the piazza just in
time to see Langford make a leap into the
air, catch the bridle of the horse skil-
fully, and cling for dear life. Langford
was tossed about on this side and on that,
but at last succeeded in cramping the
head of the frightened horse and stopping
him. Davaris closely followed Miss Mon-
tague from the library and almost at the
same instant Lawrence came around the
corner of the house. After that every-
thing- was in confusion. Mrs. Hamlyn
had fainted, Constance was screaming,
servants were rushing about for restora-
tives and Havermeyer appeared to be the
only one who retained. his presence of
mind, for he attempted to take a picture
of Mrs. Hamlyn, who had collapsed grace-
fully on the lawn. In the excitement no
one noticed that Lawrence glanceddarkly
at Davaris several times; no one noticed
that the Greek improved an early oppor-
tunity to excuse himself and leave.
At last when quiet was restored, Da-
varis and Langford gone, and Mrs. Ham-
lyn put to bed, Gladys went back into the
library to put away the photographs. She
picked them up from the floor, and then
looked on the table for the picture of her
father. Not seeing it there, she searched
the'portfolio carefully, and then becoming
alarmed, the whole room. She called in
the servants and questioned them, but
none of them had even been into the room.
The photograph of her father was gone!
[To be continued]
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Railroad News.
J. A. Bostwick, president of the New
York and New England railroad, has
resigned. His successor in office is
Austin Corbin, president of the Long
Island railroad, err—president of the
Philadelphia and Reading and the au-
thor of the ro-organization plan of the
last named railroad. Hon. Charles A.
Sinclair of Portsmouth, N. 3.; Colonel
Jonas H. French of Boston and Albert
IV. Nickerson of Boston, resigned as
directors of the New England, and
Frederick H. Prince of the Boston
State street banking house of F. H.
Prince 8.: 00., and Charles Parsons,
president of the Rome, Water-town and
Ogdensburg railroad, were chosen di-
rectors. _ -
Mr. Bostwick is to remain as one of
the directors of the road.
At the annual meeting of the stock-
holders of the New Haven and North-
ampton company yesterday, the follow-
ing board of directors was elected:
Charles N. Yeamans, Westfield, Mass;
George J. Brush, New Haven; Daniel
Trowbrid e, New Haven; Horatio G.
Knight, asthampton, Mass; Ezekiel
H. Trowbridge, New Haven; Charles
P. Clark, New Haven; Edward M.
Reed, New Haven; A. Heaton Robert-
son, New Haven; Charles M. Pond,
Hartford, Conn. The directors subse-
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president; Edward M. Reed, vice presi-
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treasurer.
Comptroller Staub Surrenders-
Comptroller Staub Wednesday in—
structed Chief Clerk Moore to forward
the following self explanatory letter to
Executive Secretary Brainard : “The
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the current fiscal year to January,
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that the hold-over officers are the de
facto officers, I bow to that decree and
am now ready to draw any order for
payment of such bills as properly come
within the decision of last report.”
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McMahon—Murray.
Councilman John McMahon of South
N orwalk, and Miss Mary J., daughter
of Mrs. Mary Murray of Franklin av-
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Thursday a. m. by Rev, Father Murray
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sisted by Rev. Father O’Brien. Miss
Katie Murray, sister of the bride, was
bridesmaid and William McMahon, a
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After the ceremony a wedding break-
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bride’s mother on Franklin avenue.
The couple took the 3.20 express this
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