j9Wn3 &: " THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH, SECOND PART. PASES9T0I6. N PITTSBITRG. SUNDAY, JANUARY 19, L890. A VOLUNTEERS FOR GUBERNATORIAL DUTY. The Achievements, Characteristics and Home Life of the Pour Republican Candidates. nrsinxH tos Tax nspATcn.1 O XT B candidates (or the Republican Gubernatorial nomination bare reasonable expecta tions of success next year for wide ly different rea sons. Senator George K. Dela mater, of Crawford county, builds bis bopes upon the shrewd work of bis friend, State Chair man Andrews, a vide circle of personal and political friends throughout the State, and last, but most im portant of all, the warm friendship and good wishes of Senator Quay. Until the conVention assembles the two names, Delamater and Hastings, will be in separably linked together, wherever the fight is thickest. At this moment the two candidates are neck and neck in the race, and the pace is so hot a one that the other starters hope that both may be winded at the finish, and both may be beaten. General Hastings expectations rest upon a new fledged but wide and growing personal pop ularity, which has been deepened by tbe soldier-like and unflinching derotion to duty at Johnstown, and has been exagger ated by a natural prejudice against the claim that, because Senator Delamater rep resents the personal choice or Senator Quay, lie is to be nominated whether or not. This feeling is somewhat unjust to Senator Bela mater, who is really nothing more than Senator O. Wallace Delamater. Quay's prefcrence,bnt it nevertheless counts in General Hastings' favor. Back of the candidacy ot these two lead ing aspirants are two modest names, one of which may after all bead the ticket, al though the chance seems just now somewhat desperate. Major Montoonth might win under certain circumstances, in spile of the claim that he is Mr. Magee's candidate, which compels him to meet the fall sweep of Senator Quay's now al)-owerful influ ence in State affairs; and Secretary ot the Commonwealth Stone would at tbe last mo ment be a safe refuge from tbe storms ot contending factions. Major Montooth's chance lies in the fact that the occasion might arise of selecting a man who could avert a threatened landslide in Western Pennsylvania in the face of a vigorous Democratic campaign, with the Independents and the Magee Republicans drawing their knives out against Quay. Thus, while uponthe surface the situation appears to show little beyond a close strag gle between Delamater and Hastings, and is likely to continue so, it is not entirely wise to eliminate the two extreme western candidates from the calculation entirely. The careers of these four men are interest- SENATOR DELAMATER'S log. Senator Delamater and General Hast ings are almost of exactly the same age. Each ia 40 years old. The General will be 41 on the 26th ot next month, and the Sena tor will reach his 41st birthdav on March 31. Both are lawyers. General Hastings prac tices his pro'ession, bnt Senator Delamater abandoned the legal arena soon after his admission to the bar for the more congenial pursuit of banking. The Senator has been generally repre- Jfrt O. Wallace Delamater. ented as a maq of millions, whose purse was without limit, and open to all demands of party boodle. As a matter of fact, his fortune is limited, although his expectations axe treat, bnt his liberality with, what ho J 'sjl Mar-w T'rsr:rr?T!y''iiii rMlsiTan ' HTYn'r TntnF'isVr WV iTiiihrlirVMV!? has, has not been overestimated. Senator Delamater is worth probably $50,000 in bis own right. His father, who 'sat in the State Senate before him, is, however, one of the wealthiest oil ana iron producers in the State,and perhaps is several times a million aire. Socially Senator Delamater is one of the most agreeable of men. His manner is gen tle, and he is most companionable. His personal honor has never been questioned, either in public or private life, and he is free from affectation, is natural and makes friends easily. He inspires respect and con fidence rather than enthusiasm. The Sena tor keeps his face always closely shaved, ex cept npon the upper lip. where he wears a florid mustache of considerable proportions, but not quite so flowing as that of bis friend, State Treasurer-elect Boyer. He thus looks quite as young as his years, if not a few Mf-- jiliSitiRL, General D. B. Battings. years younger. His residence,at Meadville, is one of the handsomest in the interior of the State, and here be deals out a fine hos pitality, assisted by a charming wife, whose wide circle of friends bas been no small aid GBNEBAIi HASTINGS in advancing her husband's political for tunes. , The outlines of Senator "Delamater's career in politics are well known. Mayor of Meadville (1876), Senatorial delegate" to the State Convention (1678), Chairman of Crawford county's .Republican Committee (1878), Garfield election (1880), arid Sen ator (1886-90). His ability as a political manager is undoubted. The Senator's en emies flaunt his youth and alleged inexperi ence in his face. Those who know him best, however, know him for a man of wisdom in emergency wise and shrewd, and altogether a man of superior ability in political war fare. Many stories to account for the hold he bas upon Senator Quay's regard have been told, and it has been openly stated that at a RESIDENCE, MEADYTXLE. critical moment be advanced the Senator a large amount of money. This story is not entirely baseless, and it is a fact, in addi tion, tfiat Senator Delamater did give the National Committee a lift last year, when its coffers were empty, but he was paid back upon this occasion, at least But tbe real secret of the Senator's hold on Quay is the aid which he extended to the latter when be was a candidate for the nomination for State Treasnrer,and after be had been elected. Delameter, with a tact and management which excited Quay's admiration, handled the Northwestern dele gates for Qnay in the convention, and after ward quieted the opposition of the oil pro ducers when the campaign was hot, and when an independent movement on the part of Emery, Lee and others in that section might have started a fire of opposition which would have been dangerous. It is now said that Senator Delamater failed to keep his pledges made to the pro ducers in this fight, and that he and Quay allowed the Billingsby bill, which the pro ducers say is what was promised them, to be detested when they could have saved it This is said to be the secret of ex-Senator Lee's threat to nominate Mr. Phillips for Governor and run an independent move ment if Delamater is himself nominated. The Senator has not as yet said his say upon this point, but may do so later. General Hastings is, in temperament, ap pearance and manner, as totally unlike Senator Delamater as it is well possible for two men of first-rate character to be. Hast ings is a typical soldier, big of frame, big of heart, with an impulsive spirit and sanguine and generous temper. His voice, his hands, his head all like his body are built on a gigantic scale. General Hastings is a bold, eloquent, hurrah inspiring talker, while Delamater's style is rather constrained and timid, but thoughtful and interesting Hastings appeals to the heart, to the senti ment, to the enthusiastic side of human nature, and-that k the 4fe t vAi,4 jmayn Iras jRfn5HLJsssW s .i -1j'fc , H E J T "Tj& ?C"i -- 'i -- ' mendous strides into popularity. He, like Delamater, is a new figure in the political field. A few years ago he was compara tively unknown, but he found an opportu nity, and, like a man of character, he seized it and became its master. "When General Hastings mounted the stage of the opera bouse beiore the Republi can State Convention in 18S6 to nominate Beaver for Governor he did not suspect that he was beginning a series of speeches which were to make him Beaver's possible aSfr Major B. A. Montooth. successor; but so it was. That speech made an impression which was deepened by the really splendid address which he made the next year as presiding officer ot the conven tion which met in that year. This speech led to Hastings' selection to present the name of Senator Sherman in the ensuing National Convention at Chicago for Presi dent The Sherman nominating speech stamped General Hastings as a really great orator. The effort electrified the delegates, and was beyond question, taken all in all, the best speech made during the sessions of the con vention. It at once opened the way for Hastings to enter into State politics as leader, and he has with no help, other than his own personality, and enthusiasm in spired spirit, stepped into the arena, and successfully challenged the field. His pop ularity with the militia element has helped him naturally, and his chances of winning the fight are most flattering. General Hastings started as a schoolmaster, and became Principal of the Bellefonte public schools. He was subsequently elected Chief Burgess of the city, and then turned editor, having charge of the local depart ment ot the Bellefonte Republican. Then RESIDENCE, BELL.EF01TTB. he became a lawyer, and a very successful one. He has also been successively Lieu tenant Colonel and Colonel or the Fifth Regiment National Guard, Assistant Ad jutant General to General Beaver, and was appointed Adjutant General by Governor Beaver in 1887. General Hastings' splendid residence at Bellefonte is a home where one always finds a hearty welcome. It is an imposing struc ture, big, and inviting a closer acquaint ance like its owner. Mrs. Hastings, whose visit to Mrs. Quay at "Washington recently created something of a political flutter, is a most entertaining hostess, and she is natur ally one of the leaders of social life in the beautiful town in which she lives. Her de votion to her husband, as well as her kind ness of heart and fortitude, was illustrated in her trip in a carriage across the mount ains to join the General at Johnstown last summer, as soon as she heard that he had gone to the" post of duty, and her work in the commissary departmental the stricken city for weeks after the flood has made her something of a heroine. Major Edward A. Montooth is a hand some man. About six feet tall, erect as he was 28 years ago when he went out with the One Hundred and Fifty-Fifth Penn sylvania Infantry Volunteers, a face as fresh as a boy's in spite of the iron- gray mustacne wnicn covers bis lips, bright, sharp blue eyes, and a voice that has the ring of eloquence even in ordinary converse. he has a magnetic presence that makes a personal mend ot every man he meets. The stories of Major Montooth's army ex perience, of his career as criminal lawver. ot bis maiden campaign in State politics iour years ago ana ine remarkable run he made, are ail entertaining: but more inter esting still is he as a private citizen be- neatn nis own vine and lig tree. Standing "somewhat back from the village street," almost in the heart of this city, on an emi nence commanding at once a view of the old city, of the hills of tbe Southside, of Alle gheny, and of the water of the Ohio until they sweep around the bend at Brunot's Island, is the Montooth home. Here the Major lives with his sisters, Misses Maggie and Mary Montoonth, and his brother and law partner, Charles C. Montooth. It is an old- fashioned mansion, with half an acre of ground about it, surrounded by a great high stone wall and approached through an old time iron gate 150 feet or more from the en trance. The house is of brick, two and a half stories high, very plain on the exterior, " WJ?' sf'jfvxrr sssta Mr. D. B. Hastings. but built with all the strength,and famished in all the splendor of the baronial castles one reads about The picture gives bat a poor idea of the place. "With the charming grounds and ample porticoes outside, the wide hallways, high ceilings, cozy library, billiard room, dining hall, parlors, boudoirs and chambers, the Montooth home is as big as an ordinary hotel, and sup plied with every comfort The Montooths follow the old custom of twining evergreens and holly over the entrance and in the re ception rooms at Christmas time. They keep open bouse and make merry until "twelfth night" every year. The Mafor finds time. In Addition to Mi wv a "v- vos:ffw pyrii v ' ' g8ayB!9Ris&w ti&88$m "ii-r. fe?aaasss Mffi tit hi tre Jjarge law business, to amuse himself at oil painting, and the walls of hisbig "billiard room hang with the works ot his brush. In the snmmer many odd hours are devoted to amateur photography. His first attempt at politics was in 1871, when he was sent to Select Council. In 1874 he was nominated for District Attorney. There was a Democratic ground-swell that year. The Eepnblican State ticket was de feated, and Allegheny county's two Con gressional districts both sent Democrats to Washington. Even the Republican county ticket was .snowed under. Only Judge Hawkins, of the Orphans' Court and Major Montooth were elected. In 1886 he made his memorable fight for Lieutenant Gover nor. He swung around the circle twice and on convention day came under the wire but one and one-half votes behind Davies, who had the prestige of the demand in many quarters for "the old ticket" Pittsburg people know Major Montooth best as an orator of unusual eloquence and a lawyer of marked ability. He began tho practice of law in December, 1861. He devoted his attention entirely to the crimi- tfrra -" MAJOR MONTOOTH'S 'rial branch of tne profession, his brother taking civil cases only. Tbe firm occuplesa suite of five rooms on Grant street, within the shadow of the $2,600,000 Court House of the county. Their business is so exten sive that four assistants are required. Major Montooth's income is far bevond the Guber natorial salary. He has been counsel in over 130 homicide cases. Of all the men he has defended but one Frank Small has been banged." Major Montooth was one of the first 12 men to be mustered into tbe Grand Army of the Republic in Pennsylvania. Though nearly 60 years of age, Major Montooth is not married. Secretary of the Commonwealth Stone is a genial gentleman, with the light of youth in his eye, placid face and jet black hair and whiskers and 47 summers. Mr. Stone came frotagoodoldRevolutionary stock, his paternal ancestors being relatives of Gen eral Nathaniel Green, who had considerable to do as n fighter, even in '76. In 1863 they needed a school teacher in Warren, Pa., and young Stone was chosen. In two years he was chosen Superintendent of Schools for Warren county, retaining the place but a few months, however, as an offer oftheprincipalshipof the Erie Academy took him to the Lake City. Teaching was not congenial, howeverand in 1866 he re turned to Warren and read law, being ad mitted to the bar in 18S7. In 1869 Mr. Stone, who had acquired a taste for politics, thought he would like to go to the Legislature. The,wheel horses of the Republican party looked with disfavor Battings at Johnstown. on the young man's aspirations. The place had been "promised" and the man had been "picked out" to go. That did not make any difference to Mr. Stone. He was nominated BQ(1 filcctCU After 1871 Mr. Sione settled down to his law practice with the Hon. Rasselas Brown for a partner, and he was at the front of the SECRETARY BTONE'S Warren county bar in 1876 when asked to be the Republican candidate for Senator. He hesitated for some time, but finally con sented, and was elected. In 1878 the Re publican party, in looking about for an available man who could best represent tbe interests of the oil people, selected Mr. Stone as the candidate for Lieutenant Governor on the ticket with Henry M. Hoyt for Gov ernor, and elected him. There was never a more skillful parliamentarian sat as presid ing officer of the Senate than Lieutenant Governor Stone. At the close of his term Mr. Stone again returned to law practice in Warren, but again did he turn aside when in 1883 Gov ernor Beayer asked him to serve as Secre tary of the Commonwealth. The office is one of great honor, the work was congenial, the salaries and emoluments above the average paid State officials, and Mr. Stone accepted. There is not a harder working man "on the hill," as tbe Capitol buildings are called, than Charles W. Stone to-day. In 1868 Mr. Stone was married In Erie to. Miss Eliwceth 2CoorMHt daughter of "4UJ. T Sftf)) ISP S Thomss Mborehead, one of Erie's prominent citizens. Six children grew up. iu their happy household, two, tbe Misses Grace and Annie, charming and beautiful girls, being seniors at Wilson College, Chambersburg, and Ralph, the oldest son, being a sopho more at Haverford College. The other two girls and a boy are at home in Warren. Mr. Stone occupies a beautiful home in Warren, and his home life isexceedingly happy. Mrs. Stone is a lady of culture and refinement, and a leader of society in one of the most social and hospitable of towns. Secretary Stone is a comparatively young man, yet so far as riches are concerned, he is what may be expressed by the phrase "well off." He early saw the importance of getting in on the ground floor of the oil boom in his vicinity, and this, added to his extensive practice at the bar. has left him well fixed financially. He is tbe most courteous of men. Of a kindly disposition, it has always been his wont to encourage and assist young men, and many a man owes his success to the advice and assistance fKn" I. 111 ii,Psi.- BESIDENCB, PITTSBUEO. of Charles W. Stone. Big-brained and big hearted, a man of broad views and wider scope of statesmanship than is generally vouchsafed the man who does not dabble in Charles W.Stone. national politics, Charles W. Stone is the peer of any man who has thus far been made Governor of Pennsylvania. C. H. H. AN ABOMINABLE TE0ST, Effect of the New York Milkmen's Combine on tho Babies. Chicago Times. An organization of all the men engaged In supplying milk to the citizens of -New Torkhar been effected and to the disinter ested person it looks very much as if the as sociation was a trust to raise prices, although the avowed object isto do away with middle men. A trust of milkmen is the most de spicable kind of a trust. Its aim is to putup tne price of food for babies. Now babies are the spots of humanity which are all sun shine. The rest of us are the shadows. Without babies this world would soon grow cold as Saturn is on a morning when it goes outdoors a without putting its rings os. Babies link us to the spiritual the trans cendental. When a man looks into a baby's eyes he forgets he lost money the day before. Something under those blinking peepers makes him forget the prosaio realities of the struggle for existence. There is the reflec tion of the blue sky in them. And the sky is a thin veil which only partially hides an all-wise hand. Down with any trust which interferes with the good work babies are doing. COST OF LADIES' LACES. It Isn't Fabulous Because tbe Genuine Article la Scarce. Bt Louis Globe-Democrat. You hear very much about the priceless laces used on women's dresses, and of the magnificence of this delicate fabric that is placed on alleged splendid trousseaux. About the splendor of the other material I cannot say, but about the value of the laces I can assert that there is much of the fairy story about it. The best known lace-buyer in this town, who has bad charge of the lace department for years in one of the largest drygoods houses, told me the other day that they had not one yard of real lace in their whole store. This seems a sweeping assertion, but it is nevertheless a true one. The particular firm for which he bought lost (12,000 a year or so ago In buying real lace, which had abso- BE3IDE1TCE, 'WABBEir. lutely no sale in this city; and, for this rea son, they resolved not to buy any in the future, No one misses it, as there is no call for the genuine article whatever. Like real diamonds, real lace is seldom now seen on anyone, bnt it is particularly so in the latter case. Give TJ Cheap Snffar. Chicago Times. The German scientists are confident that they will soon make artificial sugar by pure chemical means, and should they succeed and the nrodnet be a chean one. the effect Ipon the world's commerce will be some- t. 1 J H-l. J ! tujug uiurKeu. oau anu sugar, mo uccesai ties, Bhonld be cheap. Make sugar as cheap as salt and the world can knock off work a few minutes earlier eyery day. CABINET photos "jl per dozen, prompt de livery." Crayons, etc, at low prices. -N.T' JjIES U-ATiTiKKX, ixsh;-- 10 and 12 Sixth st. H i r ft. CLAEA BELL'S CEAT. The Good Done by Mrs. Cornelius Yanderbilt's Merry Man. A UNIQUE MUSICAL HECEPTIOff. Composers Be3f; Suited to (he Usual Society Gathering. FACIAL PEESC0IKG THAI'S- INARTISTIC rcoBBxsroxsxxcE or trx bistatcs.I New Tore", January 18. ILADTofMcAllis er society is not al together frivolous, ilthough her pub licity of diversion is apt to lead general readers to that con tusion. All through ler devices of amuse ment is likely to run. an element of sym pathy for less favored individuals. Here is an instance. Mar shall P. Wilder is society's clown. That is his profession, and you are doubtless aware oi him as a merry little hunchback, who recites comic stories with grotesque facial grimaces. Well, he is under engage ment to Mrs. Cornelius Yanderbilt, not as a merry man in her own parlors, like a jester in a mediaeval court although the little fellow does make fun occasionally at Yan derbilt assemblages but to visit hospitals and be comic to the patients. He goes on a regular weekly round of institutions, giving an hour's entertainment in each for as many of the inmates as are able to gather them selves into an audience. After this is over he passes through the wards and tells briefly numerous anecdotes to those who can't get out of bed. MBS. VANDEEBIXI'S EUTEBTAINMENT. Mrs. Cornelius Yanderbilt is ahead thus far this winter in givinz a unique entertain ment, it was a musical afternoon recep tion. The guests were limited to 300. One man in all New York has the business of supplying extra chairs for Fifth avenue houses on such occasions. They are light armchairs with easy backs. This was the style of seats at Mrs. Yanderbilt's for her guests. Mr. and Mrs. Yanderbilt greeted them cordially, without any stiff formality, in the beautiful hallway of the house. The usual laving aside of wraps and hats fol lowed, after which the people assembled in the great parlors, which were arranged like a concert hall, with a piano and violin stand at one end, and rows of chairs extending crosswise to the other end. The perform ance began at 3 o'clock, and lasted for something more than an hour and a naif. Only four musicians took part, but that is no criterion by which to judge of the quality or expense of the entertainment. That quartet cost $1,200, for they included It.. -. Al.. !-t T, the ouus ui uib wusjcai season, xagene d'Albert and Pablo de Sarasate, besides Bertha Marx and Otto Goldschmidt in minor capacities. The programme was lit-, erally brilliant, but hardly such as these artists would have cared to present had the critics of the newspapers been present. D'Albert and Sarasate realized that no single social set iu New York could number 300 genuine music lovers in the list They knew that a large proportion of the listeners would be not only ignorant of musical lit erature, but lacking in cultivated taste. MUSIC SUITED XO THE ATTDrENCE. To a great extent, therefore, they catered to the audience, and no severe intellectual composition of Bach, Brahma or Beethoven was used. The composers chosen were Schu bert, Chopin, Bubinstein, Strauss, Sarasate, Grieg, Liszt, Wieniawaki and Zarzychi. Most of these are ranked as classical, but the selections from their works were ot tbe lighter character, and such as had been made tolerable to uncultivated ears by great repetition. Even at this, and though the pieces were performed superlatively well, there were not a few who found it a struggle to keep a bored expression from their faces. Yet everything was heartily applauded and everybody said how much he had enjoyed it. A good many, like Miss Sallie Hewitt, the organizer of tbe ladies' orchestra; Mr. and Mrs. B. C. Stanton and the Misses Stokes, were undoubtedly in earnest; bnt there is no question that the social aspect of the affair entertained many others more than the very costly music. At tbe close of the concert the guests were served with what was called a luncheon, bnt what might have been termed a banquet, althongh the company was in afternoon dress and some of the feature of a formsTdinner were lacking. But there was plenty to eat in the way of delicate pates, confections, ices, cold meats, salads and bottled goods. The musicians got some of it, too, being treated precisely like other guests. While luncheon was being eaten there was more music, this time by, Lander's Or chestra, a small local band whose chief business is to play waltzes and dreamy reveries at the houses of the mighty while the mighty feed. People like Lander's music because there is no necessity of sus pending conversation while it is going on. The entertainment was over early in the evening, and tbe guests separated while yet there was time to get into evening dress and go to dinner somewhere. THBT PAISX AND BTJB IT IN. I counted 49 women on Broadway in one day who were unmistakably painted up to their eyes. I tried hard to find the fiftieth. She was there somewhere bnt she got sway. These women weren't all reprehensible. Some were of good position, some were actresses, some were young girls who should be spanked and put to bed for their folly. There is no mistake. Bouging is on the in crease, and where once it was surreptitiously done now it flaunts its colors more boldly every day. If women would only be artistic in their frescoing we could better endure it. but they slap and daub it on in such un earthly patches and blotches. And the gaunt, lantern-jawed female, who rnbs it in clean to the glands of her neck, is everywhere a horror stalking through the land. Over this dreadful ornamentation, the painted females tie a dotted veil, and sally forth with a smirk and an idea that they are beautiful. Up and down the street goes this caravan of bedaubed women. While they are revelling in the thought of their false charms, suddenly an appalling whisper floats to their ear. "Great Scott! See hour that giddy old thing is painted," and a dozen heads are suddenly tossed in tbe air, while a dozen minds rapidly revolve this thought: "He conldn't have meant me, (or I put it on so artistically that no one could possible tell it wasn't natural." Hugging this fond delnsion, on sweeps tbe train, looking ia the ornamentation of gilded hair, painted cheeks, and darkened eyes like a tribe of tattoed ladies from some dime museum. Claba Belle. Corablnntlous Everywhere. Philadelphia Inqalrer.j He was waiting for her to come down stairs, when the Terror sauntered in. "Hel lo, my little man I You're Miss Letitia's little brother, aren't you? Here's something to buy candy with." "You'll excuse me, but I can't accept a nickel. I am a member of the Children's Amalgamated Association for the Preser vation of High Tariff in Donations Prom Visitors. Tbe lowest card scale in which there is no particular favor desired is 10 Mm ., ry ,; i. - WBIITEN TOE SYNOPSIS OF PUECEDING CHAPTERS. The story opens on the "Welsh coast Beatrf ea Granger, village schoolmistress, and aaughte of the rector at Bryncelly, while paddling in bar canoe, discovers Geoffrey Bingham, a yonnt; London barrister, who bas been cat off from shore by the rising tide, and accepts Batrice's offer to take btm to saore inner canoe. A storm comes up suddenly, and with death staring tbem la tbe face Beatrice contesses thai aba nas.no religions hope. Tlie canoe is overwhelmed by a. wave, Geoffrey is burled against a table rock and knocked senseless. Beatrice clings to him. and the seaweed on tbe rock. A wave washes tbem away, but sailors reseae tbem. The doctors worlc lone with both and they recover. Geoffreys titled wife comes ana shows a lack of wifely feel- Jng. 'Squire Owen Davfes. wealthy and honest, betrays-hislova for Beatrice by waiting thre hours in the rain to near of her condition. Beatrice's sister, Elizabeth, wishes to marry Mr. varies. CHAPTER YI. (WEN DAVIES AT HOME. Owes Davies tramped along the cliff with a light heart The wild lashing of the rain and the roaring of the wind did not disturb him in the least They were disagreeable but he accepted them as he accepted exist ence and all its vanities, without remark or mental comment He was, by nature and education, ot a strongly and simply religious mind, as he was in. body powerful, placid and healthy to an exasperating degree. It may be said that it is easy to be religious and placid on ten thousand a year, but Owen Davies had not always owned ten thousand a year and one of the most romantic and beautiful seats in Wales. Prom the time he was 17, when his mother's death left him an orphan, till he reached tbe age of 30, some six years from the date of the opening of this history, he led about as hard a life as fate could find for any man. Some people may have heard of sugar drogers, or sailing brigs, which trade between this country and the West Indies, carrying coal outward and sugar home. On board of one of these Owen Davies worked in various capacities for 13 long years. He did his drudgery well; but he made no friends, and always remained the same shy, silent and pious man. Then suddenly a relation died without a will, and he found himself heir-at-law to Bryngelly Castle and all its rev enues. He expressed, so surprise, and to all BEATBICE ACCOSTS MB. DAVTES. appearance felt none. He had never seen his relation, and never dreamed of this romantic devolution of great estates upon himself. But he accepted the good fortune as he had accepted the ill, and said nothing. The only people who knew him were his shipmates, and they could scarcely be held to know him. They were acquainted with his appearance and the sound of his voice and his method of doing his dnty. Also, they were aware that, although he never spoke of religion, he read a chapter of tbe Bible every evening and went to church whenever they touched at a port But of his internal self they were in total ignor ance. This did not, however, prevent them from prophesying that Davies was a "deep one," who, now that he had got the cash, would "blue it', in a way which would as tonish them. Bat Davies did not blue it The news of his good fortune reached bim just as the brig, on which be was going to sail as first mate, was taking in her cargo for tbe West Indies. He bad signed his contract for the voyage, and, to the utter astonishment of the lawyer who managed the estates, he announced that he should carry it out In vain did the man of affairs point out to his client that with the help of a check of 100 he could arrange the matter for him in ten minutes. Mr. Davies merely replied that the property could wait; he should go the voyage and then retire. The lawyer held up his bands, ana men suaaeniy re membered that there women in the West Indies, as in other parts ot the world. Doubtless his queer client had an object in his voyage. As a matter of fact he was totally wrong. Owen Davies had never interchanged a tender word with a woman in his life; he was a creature of routine, and it was a part of his routine to carry out his agreement to the letter. That was all. As a last resource the lawyer suggested thst Mr. Dayies should make a will. "I do not think it necessary," was the alow and measured answer. "The property has come to me by chance. If I die it may as well go to somebody else in the same way." The lawyer stared. "yry well," he said, "it is against my advice, but you must please yourself. Do you want any money? Owen thought for a moment "Yes," he .said, "I think I should like to have 10. They are building a cathedral out there and I want to subscribe to it" The lawyer gave him the 10 without a word; he was struck speechless, and in this condition he remained for some minutes after the door had closed behind his client Then he sprang up with a single ejacula tion, "Mad, madl like his greatnncle." But Owen Davies was not in the least mad, at any rate sot then; he was only a creature of habit In due course, bis agree ment fulfilled, he sailed bis brig home from the West Indies (for the captain was drowned in a gale). Then he took a second-1 class ticket to Bryngelly, where he had never been in bis life before, and asked, his way to the castle. He was told to go to the seashore and he would see it He did so, leaving his sea chest behind him, and there, about 200 paces from the land and built upon a solitary mountain of rock, measur ing half a mile or so round the base; he perceived a vast medieval pile of fortified, buildings with turrets, towering 300 feet into the air and edged with fire by the setting sun. He gazed on it with per plexity. Could it be that this enormous island fortress belonged to him, and, if so, bow on earth did one get to it? Por some little time he walked up and down wondering, too shy to go to the village for information. Meanwhile, though he did not notice her, a well-grown girl of about 15, remarkable for her great gray eyes and the promise of her beauty, was, not without amusement, watching his evident perplexity frs.aiMtbWMth a xoek. At list sha THE DISPATCH. rose, and, with the confidence of bold Iff, walked straight up to him. "Do you want to get to the castle, sir?" sbe asked in a strong, sweet voice, tho echoes of which Owen Davies never lorgot "Yes oh, I beg your pardon," for now for the first time he saw that he was talking to a youne lady. "Then I am afraid that you are too late Mrs. Thomas will not show people over alter 4. o'clock. She is the housekeeper.yott know." "Ah, well, the faet is I did not come to see over th6 place. I came to live there. I'm Owen Dayies. and the place was left to me." Beatrice, for of course it was she, stared at him in amazement So this was the mys terious sailor about whom there had been so much talk in Bryncelly. 'Oh!" she said, with embarrassing frank ness. "What an odd way to come home! Well, it is high tide and you will have to take a boat I will show you. where you can get one. Old Edward will row you across for sixpence,' and she led the way round a corner of the beach to where old Edward sat, lrom early morn to dewy eve, upon tha thwarts oi his biggest boat, seeking those whom he might row. "Edward," said the young lsdy, "here is the new Squire, Mr. Owen Davies, who wants to be rowed across to the castle." Edward, a gnarled and twisted specimen of the sailor tribe, with small eyes and a faca that reminded the observer ofoneofthosa quaint countenances on the handle of a walking-stick, stared at her in astonish 'ment. and then cast a look of suspicion on the visitor. "Have he got papers of identification about him, miss?" he asked in a stage whis per. "I don't know," she answered, laughing. "He says he is Mr. Owen Davies." "Well, praps he is and praps he ain't; anyway, it isn't my affair, and sixpence is sixpence." All of this the unfortunate -Mr. Davies" overheard, and it did not add to his equa nim;ty. "Now, sir, if you please," said Edward, sternly, as he pulled the little boat up to tha edge of the breakwater. A vision of Mrs. Thomas shot into Owen's mind. If the boat man did not believe in him, what chanca had be with the housekeeper? He wished he had brought the lawyer down with him, and then he wished he was back in the sugar brig. "Now, sir," said Edward, still mora sternly, putting down bis hesitation to an impostor's consciousness of guilt "TTml" said Owen to the young lady, "I beg your pardon. I don't evenknow your name, and I am sure I have no right to ask it, but would vou mind rowing across with me? It would be so kind of you; you might introduce me to the housekeeper." Again Beatrice langhed the merry laugh of girlhood; she was too young to be con scious of any impropriety in the situation, and indeed there was none. But her sense of humor told ber that it was fuuny, and sha became possessed with a not unnatural curiosity to see the thing out "Oh, very well," she said, "I will come." The boat was pushed off, and very soon they reached the stone quay that bordered the harbor of the castle, about which a lit tle village of retainers had grown up. See ing tbe boat arrive, some of these people sauntered out of the cottages, and then, fancying that a visitor had come under tho guidance of Miss Granger, to look at ths antiquities of the castle, which was tha show place of the neighborhood, sauntered back again. Then tbe pair began the zig zag ascent of the rock mountain, till at last they stood beneath the mighty mass of building, which, although it was hoary with antiquity, was by no means lacking in tha comforts of modern civilization, the water, for instance, being brought in pipes laid beneath the sea from a mountain top two miles away on the mainland. "Isn't there a view here?" said Beatrice, pointing to the vast stretch of land and sea. "I think, Mr. Davies, that you have tha most beautiful home in the whole world. Your great-uncle, who died a year ago, spent more than 20,000 on repairing and refurnishing it, they say. He built the big; drawing room there, where the stone is a little lighter; it is 65 feet long. Just think, 50,0O0r "It is a large sum," said Owen, in an unimaginative sort ot way, while in his heart he wondered what on earth ha should do with the white elephant of a mediseval castle, and its drawing room. 65 feet long. "He doesn't seem much Impressed," thought Beatrice to herself, as she tugged away at the postern bell; "I think he must be stupid. He looks stupid." Presently the door was opened by an ao. tive-looking little old woman with a high voice. "Mrs. Thomas," thought Owen to himself "she is even worse than I expected."- "Now, you must please go awayj" began the formidable housekeeper in her shrillest key; "it's too late to show visitors over. Why, bless us, it's you, Miss Beatrice, with a strange maul What do you want?" Beatrice looked at her companion as a hint that he should explain himself, but he s&icl nothing. ',1bla Is yournew BquIrV sha said, not , wiuiouk a certain prjuc - jl, louna.ninsj j wandering about tha Pch,H9didiy A M r. 3m&UiMA., ;- S-j.:JUi!MJP-Z:----i?.Z, r JUl.4:r4 . .. AjasrfBfex:. ."-Ask - ,, -, .JXlti . 'a! &&3&m&aB th3'. jiiAiJBBfciiyVi'iia.-., if .J.'lSifflkiV ,'KnHiM4,. ' jiT , ,5.W1iJIfcIQi'JSS3rll t..TrtetOF',jfi!Zf3rl- -V"- . , i ' 1 - .. uw .A.jrSBSKSS7ISittaSSBiBiSSiBSiiBB frgyaasiiys
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