SYNOPSIS.
John Valiant, a rich soclety favorite,
suddenly discovers that the Valiant cor-
poration, which his father founded and
which was the principal source of his
wealth, has failed He voluntarily turns
over his private fortune to the receiver
for the corporation. His entire remaining
possessions consist of an old motor ear, a
white bull dog and Damory court, a neg
lected estate In Virginia. On the way to
Damory court he meets Shirley Dand
ridge, an auburn-haired beauty, and di
cides that he is going to like Virginia im-
mensely. An old negro tells Shirley's for
tune and predicts great trouble for her
on account of a man.
CHAPTER VIII,
What Happened Thirty Years Ago.
When Shirley came across the lawn
at Rosewood, Major Montague Bristow
sat under the arbor talking to her
mother.
The major was massive-framed,
with a strong jaw and a rubicund
complexion—the sort that might be
supposed to have attained the utmost
benefit to be conferred by a consist-
ent indulgence in mint-juleps His
blue eyes were piercing and arched
with brows like sable rainbows, at
variance with his heavy iron-gray hair
and imperial. His head was leonine
and he looked like a king who has
humbled his enemy
that his linen was fine
late, his
is
and
swung by a flat black cord
white waistcoat
“Shirley,” sald her mother, “t
brutal, and he
mint-julep.”
“What has he asked
the other, her brows wrinkli a
delightful way she had
“He has reminded
ing old.”
Shirley looked at major
tically, for his chivalry was
doubted 3 in
legislature it said
that he speak
iff question nor defend a
murder,
ite to
he
have
ma-
jor's his
been
the skep
un-
law
of
had been
could neither on
for
trib
withot
“the wom: n
Nothing of the
Mrs. Dandridge’s
wistfulness. “Shirley,
asked, with a quizzical,
uneasiness, “Why, 1
tion I've ever had
French novels, and
rumbled.
to
aha
sort.” he
face softened
am ™
aimost a droll
ROL every
m thir
even
movement.”
The girl had tossed
crop ¢n the table and
by her mother's chair Wh
be sald, dearest?”
‘He thinks I ought
sted shawl and arctics
thrust out one litt}
with {ts slender
through its open
mother-of-pearl]
And he knows I'm vain of my
Major, if had had a wife,
You would have learned wisdom. But
you mean well, and I'll take back what
1 said about the jfulep You mix
Shirley Yours is better
Ranston's.”
“She makes me one every
continued, as
“And
her hat
seated
at
Wear a8 wor
Her
e thin-slip
mother
pered foot,
ankle gleaming
work stocking
“Imagine! In May
feet!
You ever
even
Mon
went
day,
Shirley
when she
ty she
into the house
isn’t
Major
the end
as he
the same”
Bristow laughed
off a cigar. "All
he said his big rumbling
“you need 'em, I reckon You
more than mint-juleps, too You
£
in
need
“Shirley,” Said Her Mother,
Major's Brutal.”
“The
the whiskey to me and the doctor, and
you take Shirley and pull out for
Italy. Why not? A year there would
do you a heap of good.”
She shook her head “No, Monty.
It isn't what you think It's—here.”
She lifted her hand and touched her
heart. “It's been so for a long time.
But ft may-—it can't go on forever,
you see, Nothing can.”
The major had leaned forward in
his chair. “Judith!” he sald, and his
hand twitched, “it fsn't true!” And
then, “How do you know?"
Bhe smiled at him. “You remember
when that big surgeon from Vienna
came to see the doctor Iast year?
Well, the doctor brought him to me,
I'd known it before in a way, but it
had gone farther than | thought. No
one can tell just how long It may be.
It may be years, of course, but I'm not
any sea trios. Monty.”
He cleared his throat and his voice
was husky when he spoke. “Shirley
doesn’t know?"
“Certainly not, She mustn't.” And
then, in sudden sharpness: “You
shan't tell her, Monty. You wouldn't
dare!”
“No, indeed,” he assured her quick-
“Of course not.”
“It's just among us three, Doctor
Southall! and you and me. We three
have had our secrets before, eh, Mon-
ty ™
“Yes, Judith, we have.”
She bent toward him, her hands
tightening on the cane, “After
it's true. Today I am getting old. 1
may look only fifty, but I feel sixty
and I'll admit to seventy-five It's
joy that keeps us young, and I didn't
get my fair share of that, Monty
ly
and then--well, then
was finished, It was Inished long be
fora I married Tom Dandridge It
isn't that I'm empty-headed. It's that
I've been an empty-hearted woman,
Monty-—as empty and dusty and deso
late as the old house over yonder on
the ridge.”
“1 know, Judith, I know.”
it all-—all
she sald. "But {t's been a different
way
in love,
me,
I mean Certainly not
me think se once upon a time, hefore
Beauty Va
The major blinked,
was out, the
ona
neither had to the
veara!
spoken
He looked at
her «
thirty her a lit
changed then
fly, "everything
fingers strayed aero
bling unece
for his For
he too
when
eyeglasses
back in
he and
It
affair
was
past,
had been a
and Valiant and
comrades
cur:
{ad
he
and ungovernable and
fith of
hizh-idealed, straightaway V
ot
and he neither be
temper
recklessness
tor
er 1
a Bristow
of his name He
mad strained season
had recognized
own cause as hopeless, and with burn
eyes had hed
racing abreast. He
that glittering prodigal
he had upon Valiant
bbhery
door et
than the rest
remembered that
he
¥
wate Sassoon and
dance
and
bered
COs
idith standing in the shru
‘
light from some open
ning thelr faces
flippant perhaps,
of hem@apell: his
tla
grave
word
Ww h at
110s
sacred
not
never!”
, appeal
it isn't b be
you him?
He had plunged away in
her answer What
attered then to him what
that very night had
quarrel!
How that name
dust!
AURe
care for
the dark
fore Came
she
had replied? And
he
befaller fatal
The major started
bad blown away the
“Thirty years ago tomorrow they
“Valiant and
woman has her one
suppose, and tomor
Do yuu know
Sassoon Ey
ory
mine
I keep my room and
always the same way
book 1 read
cloth trunk that
a girl, Down in the bottom of it are
some-things, that I take out and set
round the room * * * a44
is a handful of old letters I go over
from first to last
worn out now, but I could repeat them
all with my eyes shut.
tiny old straw basket with a yellow
wisp in It that once was a bunch of
cape jessamines. [| wore them to that
last ball-<the night before ft hap-
pened. The fourteenth of May used to
forward to it!
Jessamines that particular day-—I'll
have Shirley get me some tomorrow
—and In the evening, when I go down.
stairs, the house is full of the scent
of them. All summer long it's roses,
but on the fourteenth of May it has
to be jessamines. Shirley must think
me a whimsical old woman, but I ln-
sist on being humored.”
He smiled, a little
cleared his throat.
“Isn't It strange for me to be talk
Ing this way now!” she sald present
ly. "Another proof that I'm getting
old. But the date brings it very close:
it seems, somehow, closer than ever
this year.—Monty, weren't you tre
mendously surprised when 1 married
Tom Dandridge?”
“1 certainly was.”
“I'll tell you a secret. | was, too.
I suppose I did it because of a sneak.
ing feeling that some people were feel
Ing sorry for me, which I never could
stand. Well, he was a man any one
might honor. I've always thought a
woman ought to have two husbands:
one to love and sherish, and the other
to honor and obey. 1 had the latter,
at any rate.”
“And vou've lived. Judith.” he sald
bleakly, and
“Yes,” she agreed, with a little sigh,
“I've lived. I've had Shirley, and she's
twenty and adorable. And I've had
old lace to wear, and [I've
my figure and my vanity
old yet to thank the Lord for that!
So don't talk to me about
shawls and horrible arctics,
won't wear ‘em Not if 1 know my-
self! Hers comes Shirley. She's
made two juleps, and if you're a gen
tieman, you'll distract her attention
way."
> * . . * * * .
box-hedge to where the two
| sat under the rose-arbor, the
at her knee. He stood a moment
{
ked at me that
he sighed to
way,
him
“It's been
I began to want you to
Years
most forty
en it the show
Tom
came to
as
Wh
down, I wasn’t even fit as
Dandridge”
CHAPTER IX,
Damory Qourt,
"Dar's Dam'ry Coot
ahaid, sub
John
Vall
at
an oid
looked Facing
oad road
timenicked
them ar ibow of the
was gateway of
gate that
reed
eg
fron
stone, clasping
quaint
an
and heavy and
was
with rust
Walt a it,” he sald In a low
creaking conveyance
and about
roice, and as the
turned
topped, he iooked
iim
Facing the the land
away sharply miniature
through which rambled a willow.-bor
dered brook, in whose shallows short
horned cows stood lazily. Beyond,
whither wound the Red Road. he
could see a drowsy village with a
spire and a cupolaed court-house: and
farther yet a gorge with a
wisp white
it marked the
faraway railway
entrance fell
to a
yellow
smoke
course
of
of a crawling
mid dat big revenue ob trees.” sald
Uncle Jefferson “But Ah
i ain’ got none ob de modern
ances.”
As Valliant
connly.
jumped down he
acquaintance
| tall white columns before
sory half-vision
fourth-dimensional landscape that be
longed to his subconscious self, or
| that, glimpsed in some {immaterial
j dream-picture, had left a faint-etched
| memory. Then, on a sudden, the vista
vibrated and widened, the white col
umns expanded and shot up into the
clouds, and from every bush seemed
to peer a friendly black savage with
woolly white hair!
“Wishing-House!” he whispered.
The hidden country which his father's
thoughts, sadly recurring, had painted
to the little child that once he was,
in the guise of an endless wonder
tale! His eyes misted over, and ft
seemed to him that moment that his
father was very near,
Leaving the negro to unload his be
longings, he traversed an overgrown
path of mossed gravel, between box
rows frowsled like the manes of lions
gone mad and smothered in an ae
cumulation of matted roots and debris
of rotting foliage, and presently, the
bulldog at his heels, found himself
in the rear of the house.
“Mine!” he #id aloud with a rueful
pride. “And for general run-down.
ness, ita up to the advertisement”
He looked musingly at the piteous
wreck and ruin, his gaze sweeping
down across the bared felds and un
kempt forest. “Mine!” he repeated.
“All that, I suppose, for it has the
same earmarks of neglect, Between
those cultivated stretches it looks like
an
a wedge of Sahara gone astray.” His
gaze returned to the house. “Yet what
a place it must have been in its time!”
He went slowly back to where his con-
ductor sat on the lichened
block.
“We's heah,” called Uncle Jefferson
cheerfully. "Whut gwinter do
Reck’'n Ah better go ovah
Daundridge’'s place fer
Lawd!” he added, “ef he
we
ter Miss
now?”
were words,
before en
“Friends
The sentiment
pleasure
the
for theres
not
big key:
which he had noted
in the massive flange
He smiled
warm current
fingertips Here
of
his was
A Lilliputian splder-web
stretched over the preempted keyhole,
tiny gray-striped denizen
the
with a
lock He turned fit
sense of timidity
late
sent its red rays
nterior
He stood in a spacious hall, his nc
with a curious but
pleasant aromatic odor with whic}
cH was strongly
| The next room that he entered was
| big and wide, a place of dark colors,
[ nobly smutched of time, It been
at library and living-room A
| great leather settes was drawn near
| the desk and beside this stood a read-
ing-stand with a small china dog and
a squat bronze lamp upon it. In con.
trast to the orderly dining-room there
| was about chamber a of
untouched disorder—a desk-drawer
{ jerked halfopen, a yellowed news
paper torn across and flung into a cor-
| ner, books tossed on desk
and in the
whitened ashes in which
had
once
this BENSO
d lounge,
fireplace a | heap of
warred frag
ments told tf letters and papers
burned in
Ol
haste
he lifted his eyes
desk hung a life-size portraft
in the high soft stock and
collar of half a ]
The right eye, strangely, had been cu
from the canvas He stood 1
! hand holding an eager
his face and
Egle
Suddenly
| the
man,
| vet century before
and tall, one
hound in leash
florid, his single, cold,
' fvamty
ILE GUBSLY
proud
«blue
curtain
eyn
down through
ArTOEALCE,
Fr
i h
ssed this to be an elk’'s he
shape ?
ad. Dust
ckly on everythis
cobwebs
ing Cra
0g rs
85 his face, and
firanrlara
fireplac
Act
It
here
th
curiously
i that
» marked w
light and
heavier
gether
ences
it and oper
He laid back musingly n
it
ing a door
d This had been
end stood a
mahogany sideboard
glass candlesticks in the shape
onic columns-—above {t a quaint por
tralt of a lady in hoops and
curis——and at other end was a
huge fireplace with rust-red firedogs
and tarnished brass fender. All these,
the round centipede table
chairs set
entered rge room
the dining
erystal
holding
of
disclose
one
love
the
in
against the walle, were
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the Shipbullder.
of securing for use in the construction
of docks and similar works In
experts to resist more than any other
wood the attacks of marine borers
submarine structures,
most valuable of timbers. It is native
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dies, and from its bark and fruits is
obtained bibirine, which is often used
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sap wood and heart wood belng so
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logs having remalned Intact for one
hundred years.
In the Kelvingrove museum, Glas.
gow, there are two pleces of planking
me
thing
gwineter
en
long.” Valliant assured him
Here is five dolls fou
ome food tc
bring
theres
and them with yon
think
the
a stove
1 Unele Jefferson
er
Ones en er
ain’ Dap
ah wid fo’ st
suh!'™
CONTINU
1
h kin cook
¢
They
was sub
else this durable quality
both from a wreck which
merged eighteen years off
| coast of Scotland The one
greenheart-—is merely slightly pit
ted on the surface, the body of the
wood being perfectly sound and un
touched, while the other--teak--is al
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It is extensively used in shipbuild
| Ings and planking, and it is also used
| weight unfits it for many purposes for
| der It eminently suitable —Below the
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