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By William Earle Baldwin.
(Copyright. 1891. by Globe Press Association.)
CHAPTER v.
Davaris suspected of stealing the picture.
He comes out from the house in a strange
manner and finds Gladys. She is puzzled at
this. Haverincyer gives Davaris the hermit 8
message, "Did you ever known man by the
name of Cyrus Westerly?” Davarls repeats in
a dazed tone: ‘ Cyrus Westerly."
For an instant following his excited ex-
clamation, all on the piazza. were silent,
and looked at Davaris curiously. The
question had been put to him so suddenly,
he had for an instant lost his self com-
mand. it was his voice that broke the
stillness:
“You must be mistaken, Thurston, that
is the name of a man I knew long ago
whenaboy—in Greece. You couple this
name with that of a miser, who lives alone
on the mountain—it cannot be! But the
name is the same i” Davaris spoke calmly
when he addressed himself to Thurston,
but he uttered these last words asif he
was alone on the piazza. There was a
dreamy look in his eyes.
Thurston t..en briefly related how the
man in the old house was affected by the
chance mention of Davaris' name; how
he asked eager questions about him; how
he made him promise to bring Davaris to
him.
“And you said you would?"
Davaris, smiling.
“I saidl would," answered Thurston.
”I suppose I must apologise for thinking
that you and this man had anything in
common, but the circumstances were so
very singular that I thought I would
humor him; I told him I would see that
you came to him.”
“How long ago was all this?”
“Three days; you were in New York at
that time, I believe."
“And where is the place?” asked Davar-
is eagerly, taking no notice that the rest
of those on the piazza was watching him
intently; Lawrence with a cynical, sus-
picious expression; Miss Montague with
a pitying, questioning look in her eyes;
Havermeyer and Constance Hamlyn with
amused curiosity.
“I do not know whether I could find it
or not,” said Thurston. “And I very much
doubt if it would be of the least possible
use- You cannot see Westerly, Davaris,
for he is dead I”
Thurston watched the Greek keenly as
he said this, something as a cat watches a.
mouse. Davaris had been startled when
Westerly’s name was mentioned; what
would he do now, when he learned the
man was dead? If Thurston expected any
more demonstrations, he was disap-
pointed. Dzivaris did not say anything
foramoment; to only realized that the
man he had been trying to find all his life
was found. but lost forever.
“Indeed,” he remarked. “If he is dead
of course, I cannot see him! Very likely
he wished to find a man by the name of
Davaris, but did it ever occur to you.
Thurston, that there might be more than
one Davaris?"
“I have got him there,” thought Thurs-
ton. “He know the man and the man
knew him. that’s plain enough. l-lc evi-
dcntly does not wiSh Miss Montague to
think he ever knew this Westerly. There
is SOIllt'l hing under all this that is worth
finding out.” Thurston laughed. “Ceri
tainly,” he continued aloud, “I am quite
sure he meant some one else, but I
thought In'ould tell you about it, allthe
same."
“Thank you very much," replied Da-
varis. “But how very stupid of us; we
had been monoplizing the conversation.
I hope you will pardon us," and he looked
about at the rcst assembled on the piazza.
"Really,” returned Constance Hamlyn,
“It is awfully interesting. And did you
really know this hermit? And what does
he look like? Has be along gray beard?"
Davaris laughed lightly. "Ask Mr.
Thurston,” he said. "I have never had
the pleasure of seeing this man.” Dava-
ris happened to meet Miss Montague eyes
just then, and he colored slightly; did she
think he was not telling the truth?
For a few moments there was an awk-
ward silence; then Lawrence and Thurs-
ton excused themselves on the plea of an
engagement to dinner at one of the cot-
tages. Mrs. Hamlyn, who had returned
from her drive, came out on the piazza.
accompanied by Langford, and gave Da-
varis a. cordial invitation to remain for
dinner. For an instant he hesitated; he
looked at Miss Montague; there was ‘an
invitation in her eyes and he accepted.
Then the ladies excused themselves to
dress for dinner, leaving Langiord and
Havcrmeyer with Davaris. For a few mo-
ments Langford was talking and laugh-
ing with his friend, while Havermeyer ap—
peared to be uneasy and evouentiy was
waiting for a chance to speak with Da-
varis.
“Excuthe me, it you pleathe," he said
deSperately. “But may I Speak with Mr.
Davarith a moment.”
“Oh, certainly,” replied Davaris.
“I beg your pardon," said Langford, and
he withdrew to the other end of the
piazza.
“You know what Thurthton wath talk-
ing about a few momenth ago,” began
Havermeyer awkwardly.
“ch,” said Davaris a little impatiently.
“About the man that died up in that
houth in the mountain and how we were
there the night he died?"
“Yes.”
“And how he knew you?”
“I think you are mistaken; the man did
not know me, and I never knew him.
“You thaid you once knew a man by the
name of Westerly.”
“Oh, yes, I did once; but this is not the
one.”
“How do you know?”
“Oh, bother," exclaimed Davaris. “I
though we had this matter settled once.”
“I really am awfully thorry to trouble
asked
trim the much: but of courthc you would '
be glad to find out if thith ith the man you
once‘knew."
“I don’t care about it." .
“How long ago did you know thlth
Westerly, may I athk?"
“Ten years," snapped Davaris.
“DO you thuppothe he has changed
much since you saw him latht?" '
“How do I know?”
“If I wath to show you a picture of him
taken the day he died, Would you recog-
nithe it?" Havermeyer drawled out the
words slowly.
“Possibly l”
“Well, look at that then," exclaimed
Havermeyer suddenly, as he took from his
pocket 3. small picture.
Davaris took it and looked at it intently.
The figure resting in the chair, the sur-
roundings in the room of the old house
were blurred and indistinct, but the face
was marvelously sharp and clear.
Havermeyer did not say anything, but
watched the Greek. The hand which held
the picture was trembling, and the black
eyes scanned every feature, every line Of
that pictured face with feverish interest.
Davaris held the picture close to his face.
“The same eyes—the same mouth—1' he ,
muttered. “And he is dead I"
He let his hand fall to his side; he '
raised his eyes and looked Off over towards
the mountains of the east. They were
dark and shadowy, save in one spot where
the sun lighted up a. bit of woodland with
strange effect.
“I thought you knew him," exclaimed
Havermeyer with a note of triumph in his
voice. “He ith an old acquaintance, I
fanthy!" '
"I didn’t say so, did I?” said Davaris,
looking at Havcrmeyer quickly.
"“lt wath not nethethary; every move
you made, every tone of. you voice, your
whole actionth prove that you recognith
in that picture—that man there whom I
photographed after his (Ieath—Cyrus
Westerly whom you knew ten years ago
in Greethe. Don’t trouble to thay any-
thing to deny it. You may keep the pic-
ture; 1 have another. And now my dear
friend allow me to bid you good bye; 1
must dreth. Iwill thee you at dinner,"
and Havermeyer walked off whistling.
“That fellow is not the fool he looks,"
said Davaris half aloud, as he watched
him. “Good Heavens, I must have more
self command! Westerly dead! lronly
had seen him!"
It was fortunate for Davaris that noth-
ing was said of the matter at dinner that
evening, for he felt that if anyone ques-
tioned him about Westerly, it would com-
pleti-ly unnervo him. And he was more
than delighted when after dinner Haver‘
meyer absented himself, Constance and
Langford went out on the piazza, and the
two elderly women disappeared to parts
unknown leaving him tete-a-tete with
Miss Montague in the library. There was
asudden change in the weather;the air
which all day had been so warm was
colder. and a chilly wind had arisen. ‘For
a’time the two in the library could hear
bits of conversation from Constance and
Largiord on the piazza; then they heard
them come into the house.
Davao-is listened for a few moment to
Miss Montague’s animated chatting. be—
fore he said, anxiously :—
“You thought it very peculiar—-the way
Iacteil about that photograph '9."
“You mean the one Mr. I-Iavermeyer
had?” she replied, evidently anxious to
gain time.
“Yes.”
“Why, no, really.”
“Of course you understand there was a.
mistake?”
“Certainly—I think it merely a little
joke of the men. They certainly were
away all night that time they went hunt-
ing, but as for finding a hermit or any-
thing of that sort—” Miss Montague
stopped, and laughed merrily. “Tremontb
ous nonsense.”
Davarls looked relieved. “I am glad
you think so,” he said. “Of course—-tre-
mendous nonsense.” He sat down ina
chair opposite Miss Montague. "And
about that germnn you were speaking
about at dinner—mayIreally lead with
you?
And for an hour or so he talked to her
with animation. Presently his eyes
lighted onaviolin in one corner of the
room. She saw him looking at it, and
instantly got up and brought the in-
strument to him. '
“0h, Mr. Davaris, would you really play
just a little for me,” was what she said;
but her eyes asked more than her words.
For an instant she drew back; he had not
touchedaviolin since the day Langford
found him playing in his studio in New
York. He looked up into her face; he
took the violin. It was a fine instrument
and as he examined it his face lighted up
with the expectation of a true musician.
Rapidly he tuned it; his lithe lingers
nervously tightened the strings; he
placed the violin beneath his chin; he
took up the bow from the chair where he
had left it when he rose; and then he be-
gan to play.
She found hersevf leaning forward with
leer lips half parted.
At first softly like the far away tinkting
of bells in silvcrly sweetness, then louder
and louder came the music. His hand
quivered and moved with lightening
quickness along the strings and with sure
delicate touch he drew the how new high
up, new low down and the violin spoke
and cried at his bidding. How wildly the
strains sounded in that quiet room; how
the eyes of the violinist shone and glit-
tercd, now and then growing soft and
melting only to become stern and cold.
Miss Montague watched Davaris as he
played, with an intentness that surprised
herself: there was a fascination that she
could not resist. She had never near-u
such music before. To be sure. she had
heard great musicians, but they did not
play like this man. Their music was cold
in comparison—finished absolutely cor-
rect; this man played with a passion, It
warmth an abandon she was surprised to
see. His black hair lay in scattered looks
over his forehead; he swayed slightly
back and forth as he played; he laid his
dark cheek down on the instrument cares—
singly.
He played on and on, and she watched
him; at first with surprise at his mastery
of the violin; then as she listened, she
felt her fade flushing, something within
her responded to the tones that she heard.
When the music came soft and soothing,
she lay back in her chair with half closed
eyes, and a sense of comfort, of security
came over her; when the tones grew sav-
age, wild and soul-stirring, she found her-
self leaning forward with her lips half
parted. her heart beating simultaneously,
her eyes wide open.
She did not know how long he played;
and when with a. few short sharp notes he
paused abruptly, she felt a sense of relief.
Her nerves were at a tension; she seemed
glad that the room was again quiet. that
she could look calmly at Davaris, who
now stood before her, with his violin under
his arm, smiling. She wished he would
not stand like that—it looked too profes-
sional. But he stood there gazing at her.
For an instant she did not say anything.
Then she spoke: “0h, Mr. Davaris —"
Davaris only continued smiling; she
did not like that—it also seemed profes-
sional.
“I didn’t know you could play like that,”
she exclaimed drawing a long breath.
“How did you ever learn to do it? I never
heard such enchanting music! Do go on
—if you are not tired, of course! Please
play me something else.”
Davaris again began. This time he
played part of a fantasia from Vieux-
temps. Miss Montague had heard this
many times before. It began with a few
short, breezy notes. and then glided of!
into a dreamy waltz. Suddenly breaking
011‘, the sounds died away, until the quiv-
ering notes were scarcely audible, only to
be followed by a stream of melody which
flowed forth in an unqucnchable torrent.
Davaris was playing as he had never
played before; something made him feel
that although this was the first, perhaps
it would also be the last time Miss Mon-
tague wouid hear him. He looked at her
when he beg to to play; he watchch every
change that came over her face; he saw
how she fell more and more under the
spell of the music. And he felt a wild ex-
ultation; he for-g iteverything except that.
she was with him, and that his music had
a power over And now tare violin
was sobbing and telling a tale of sadness
in exquisite low tones so much like the
human voice; the notes would weep and
wail in their wicrd suggestivcness. Da-
varis was looking at her tenderly; his
eyes were moist, the y docked liunbeut-and
liquid. The notes quivererl in the still
air, and were so low that she Could not
tell when the sounds died awa and
mingled with the air, and they seemed to
say “Gladys! Gladys !"
And the violinist had drawn nearer to
her, and she could feel his breath on her
cheek. He was bending towards her.
“Gladys !"
Did he whisper her name or was it the
violin? She looked into his face, it was
tender and the love-light was shining in
his eyes. She did not know how long they
remained that way; something held her;
she did not move; she did not speak.
Then a look of terror came into his eyes;
how hard and cold and stern they became!
There was a lookin his face that made her
start; it was so changed! She could
hardly think it was the face that she had
seen the moment before. Then she noticed
that his eyes were fixed on the doorway
with a vacant stare; with an abject,
frightened look. She turned instinctively,
but she was not quick enough: the por‘
tiercs moved slightly, there was a sound
of rapidly retreating footsteps—so quiet
as to be almost inaudible, and then all was
as before. But Davaris was yet looking
at the doorway; Miss Montague saw that
the frightened look had not left his face;
she saw that the color had gone out of his
lips, leaving them blue and cold. She saw
him pass his hand wearily over his fore-
head. Thcn she spoke:
“Why, Mr. Davaris, what is the matter?"
At the sound of her voice he started un-
easily; he looked down at her, and then
his fingers relaxed their hold on the vio-
lln and it fell to the floor with a resound-
ing. vibrating noise that sounded abnor-
mally loud in that quiet room.
[To be continued.]
her.
State Y. M. C. A. Convention.
The twenty-sixth annual State con-
vention of the Young Men’s Christian
Association will be held in Meriden,
February 18—91.
The first day’s session will be held at
Mam street Baptist Church; second
day, Cor. Congregational Church;
third day, First M. E. Church. On
the fourth day, Sunday. platform ser-
vices Will be held in the three men-
tioned places. Trinity M. E. Church
and South Meriden Methodist Church.
Among the prominent men who will
address the convention are: Thomas
Cochran, New York; E. W. Watkins,
New York; F. K Saunders. Yale Uni-
vers1ty; James L. Gordon. Boston;
R. M. Armstrong, Boston ; F. L. Wil-
lis, Alabama; Luther Gulick, M. D..
Springfield; C. A. Jewell, Hartford;
Clarence L. Reid, Stamford; Rev. J.
T. Blixer, New London: Rev. J. C.
Goddard. Salisbury; Rev. D. M.
James, Fair Haven, and W. E. Colley,
Bridgeport.
The singing will be in charge of F.
L. Willis, Y. M. C. A., State Secretary
of Alabama, who will be assisted by the
secretarial quartette. Arrangements
have been made for reduced fares on
railroad.
His Congregation Surprised.
A sensation was caused in Danbury
Sunday, at the evening service of the
DISClpleS Church when the pastor, Rev.
E. J. Teagprden, was married to Miss
Anna Morris. The church was crowded
to the doors. as the service was one of
three held yesterday in dedication of
the_handsome new church edifice of the
society. Rev. Mr. Tea arden is fOrty
years of age and his briHe is but eight-
teen years. She is the daughter of E.
S. Morris, a Danbury banker. Rev.
Mr. Teagarden 1031; his first wife less
than a year ago. The/marriage yester-
day was a complete surprise to the con-
gregation. ,
The Norwalk Park.
The race track has been surveyed,
laid out, and re-layed out four or more
times until Eugineer Wood can think
of_ nothing else, as it is his highest am-
bition to present a race track which
mil surpass any half mile track in the
United States. still he is not content
for he Wishes to make Norwalk track
an enduring monument of his genius.
Therefore he has resolved to again
go over the grounds and lay out the
whole thing once more.
As the Gentleman’s Driving Club
have determined to give their next
(and last we hope) meeting on their old
track, it will allow Mr. George Clarke
more time to perfect his scheme, inas-
much as the N orwalk Park racecourse
need not be completed until the fall
meeting. Mr. Clarke will, therefore,
go on with the building of the Grove
Cafe, the grand bridge to the picnic
grounds, and have the grove, the danc-
ing pavilion, and the Hampton Court-
Maze finished in time for the summer
pleasures, as, after all, the park is to be
the only spot. where our citizens can
while away a few hours looking at
base-ball, foot-ball. and other athletic
sports, to say nothing of the glorious
clam bakes we are to have under the
experienced eyes of Mr. Power who
has already concluded engagements
with many societies in Brooklyn, New
York, and other neighborhoods. SO
the people will have their pleasure
grounds Open for all kinds of enter-
tainments early in May, while the race
track will take its leisurely way to a
most satisfactory conclusion by Octo-
ber when, it is whispered, the Agricul-
tural Fair will be revived in all its
ancient glories. It will take time and
energy, pluck, perseverance, and a
great deal of money, and, as Mr. Clarke
is doing the whole thing unaided, we
must be content with what he can give
us according to the encouragement he
will receive from the general public.
Bridgeport Excited-
Shortly after 12 O’clock yesterday af-
ternoon the big three-masted schooner
Glendon, of St. John, N. B., sailed in-
to Bridgeport Harbor with the British
jack floating from her mizzen. In di-
rect violation of the United States law
which provides that a foreign ensign
must always be accompanied by the
Stars and Stripes, the fore and main
masts were destitute of bunting. As
the vessel sailed up the harbor the Brit-
ish flag, was perceived by people on the
docks, and as she passed the three
bridges the abutments were black with
excited men, who greeted the obnox~
ious flag with hisses, mingled with cries
of “Haul it down” and “shoot it.”
Doughty Captain Trowbridge of the
schooner drew a pistol and swore he
would shoot the first man who laid
hands on the halyards. When the ves-
sel finally reached her berthat Swords’s
wharf, which is just in the rear of the
Fourth Regiment Armory, there were
a thousand men on the dock. They
were joined by sevent ~five unarmed
men from the armory w cattempted to
tear down .the flag. They-were driven
off at the revolver’s point by the crew.
An American flag was then homted on
an adjoining schooner amid great cheer-
mg.
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Police Sworn In.
Borough clerk Hurlbutt at sharp 8
o’clock this morning, administered the
oath of office to the newly appointed
police, viz: Albert DeForest, Chief;
George Northrop, Wallace Dann,A1-
fred A. Martin patrolmen. and Lewis
June, special.
Mr. Hurlbutt then notified the force
that a Borough by-law required that
every man on the police force was re-
quired to sign an agreement to turn
over all fees and emoluments collected
by any police officer, into the Borough
treasury. This had not always been
enforced, but it was now intended that
this and all other laws Of the Borough
were hereafter to be rigorously en—
forced and obeyed.
There were present at the swearing-
in, burgesses Squires and Ambler, and
Justice Coolidge was a locker-on, to
see that Borough clerk Hurlbutt
properly administered the oath. The
new force are certainly a fine looking
body of men and when they get easy in
the police saddle, we poor tax-fieeced
Boroughites ought to be safe.
A Catholic Pastor’s Advice.
Rev. Father Russel], pastor of St.
Patrick’s Church, New Haven, made
an address to his congregation Sun-
day, in which he took occasion to criti-
cize the politicians. He said: “There
are some politicians who claim to be
Irishmen and Catholics, and when they
are up for office they expect, and in
fact- ask. the support of that element.
I don’t allude to all the men who aspire
to public positions. There are many
honored exceptions who are worthy of
your respect and support. But there
are several others, men who receive
fat salaries, men who ask your support
as Irishmen and Catholics and who
never enter the church. They are not
Catholics, but in fact are practically
infidels. Their lives are a scandal to
our young people growing up, who can
well wonder if public honors are gained
for such men by the support of the
Catholic element. I advise you to
leave those politicians alone. Instead
of voting for them, if there is another
chance, support a good Protestant
rather than these so-called Catholics
who are a disgrace to the church.”
“O"
S. V. White's Creditors.
The New York creditors of S. V.
White have all signed a complete re-
lease from all obligations, and have tak-
en in exchange the simple word of Mr.
White that he will pay them in full,
with interest, as soon as he is able. Mr.
White’s name is posted on the Stock
Exchange as an applicant for re-admis-
sion, and the application will be con-
sidered and undoubtedly o*ranted by
the governors of the Exc ange next
Thursday.
Mr. White’s New York obligations
are $1,000,000. The Chicago house of
S. V. White & CO. was altogether differ-
ent from the New York house. The
creditors of the firm there settled at
fifty cents on the dollar.
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A Vicious Horse.
.In Thompsonville, quite a serious ac-
crdent happened to R. E. Spencer, of
the. Spencer Banking Company, while
riding his horse Monday evening. The
horse was known as a “bolter” and, be-
coming uncontrollable, ran against a
tree, Violently. He struck so hard that
he killed himself and threw Mr. Spen-
cor twenty feet. He struck on hishead
cutting an ugly gash over one eye.‘
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Society Work
A SPECALTY I
NATHANIEL K. FERRIS.
Organist of the Norwalk 1!. E. Church,
TEACHER OF
I I I
Piano, Organ, Harmony-and Singing.
.Classes formed to learn theiart of singing at
81 ht taught at reasonable rates. _ .
dult beginners for vocal instruction will
save their voice, also time and money by being
Kiroperly started With the OLD ITALIAN
much. the only true one.
Residence, 30 “'est Avenue.
Veterinary Surgeon.
DR. S. W. SCHUPPAN,
VETERINARY SURGEON.
Formerly Assistant to the late Dr. Geo.
Bridges.
Offices: Gnnoonv‘s Dnuc STORE. Norwalk.
“ Down They Goff
YOU CAN GET
Anything in the Shoe
Line Cheap for (last,
__AT__.
JARVIS KELIOOO’S,
3| Main Street, Norwalk.
SILVERWARE GIVEN AWAY
TO ALL CASH PURCHASERS.
During February
TO - REDUCE - STOCK
AND MAKE ROOM FOR
SPRING GOODS,
We will sell our well known lines of 35. 4.00
3.00 3.50 and 2.50
Shoes at a Reduction of 50 cents,
0N EVERY PAIR.
This a. Rare Chance to Buy
SH 0 ES.
No Humbug. but straight and sure Come
one, come all and we will do you good.
A. H. HOYT & SON.
37 WALL STREET.
Frank H. Baxter,
PHARMACIST,
cf 8 Misln Street. South Norwalk
Thomas E. Gregory,
HORSE - CLIPPING.
Leave orders at Crms. E. MILLEL’s BLACK-
smrn Suor. Kuronr srnnnr. . 3m22 2
C. J'. Ferriss,
PARCEL AND BAGGAGE EXPRESS.
Slate at Benedict’s. Norwalk. and Hoyt's Drug
Store. South Norwalk. 3ml47.
' Horse Shooing.
THE undersigl‘ned has taken the shop in the
front of S. . Ruby’s on Cross street. and
is prepared to do Horse Shoeing in a first-
class manner. Give me acall. tf131
JOHN LYCETT-
SIGHTS.SINGING CLASS.
IGHT SINGING CLASS.—First Lesson
. Tuesday evening, January 26. For further
particulars. applfito
MISS A NIE E. HALL. 187 Main S
JOBP RINTING of every descriptineuot a
done at DAILYGAZETTE Onion- .
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Norwalk Chronicler