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Show THE INTER-MOUNTAIN REPUBLICAN, COPYRIGHT é wo. 7 are a quixotic fool, Catherine! 1 have no patience with you!" Catherine turned over the much-darned stocking which she was mending before answering. "And if I am, Unele Henry, what is that to you?" spoke the She calmly, but gleam in her dark eye told that her patience also was coming to an end. Uncle Henry rose to end the . career T ouly well; ask I have you to no wish consider to influence that your may Carlyon's been hers life was not a gay life, the love of a mother, for a few short years, She a nuisance to hor harassed uncle was Few guessed ‘that she had an end the small allowance left from and-twenty. is something I baven't wanting. she mistaken sighed hope to in this boy-and him-will a little-‘far do place in X his 5 wishes father I cannot office. You wishes see, he will to hear I, like that feel that can. I be your t Salm by you, has J have ne and eyes "T mean I be such to be from She when Bernard, for 1 through let for are to go to London, ha I will pay. It must be awiully good; he but said. "I will do was I can't world 2 daily drudgery of And do myself!" Bernard's. in ears. Vive you! years-Jater! God helping * * was to But, "then in my power." help the boy, whom- there, it was gone; it was I am coming to see you." ears: will repay you." is 1 time yet,'"' said Catherine, afte Pr slic promised once that ould is repay in circumstances; easy he had, indeed, men tioned that he had saved quite a nice sum "‘fo1 certain private oses."" "Wis private purposes must wait," she said grimly; and sealed the letter with determina her A long me, "No I will time to think of, but but it found little "difference in Catherine. She sat, as usual, with her upele and aunt in the Aunt Louisa rocked to for and the fro, selfishness on my gation. But oh, eously. "I didn't steal it, I kissed lieve me. You "Tt is must get s tearful lly vish Catherine 1 off, and was one of I 1 jolly ea OF; at the knov 1 ean indly. "To [ Lo of were sore good I young sh t again, to a sadly it Bernard's; She was angril Well, see had C did The) iy, brought t reserved on man, came engaged him eS DR alone-a let he a) erecourseoe ihe which howevet not, Bt Jones, enough a widow. buxom for the in them of three were There heck of with straight." "get ye, was always wa but can fancy Jones rate, she departed, had he manage," answere to ee to beaten her qu unabashed. rivals, - ref } sun grace as he could began to enjoy himsel f, > good vhile no ed, the upona" Bus pains x ee making . to saw: Jones" of ; =the until the the 1 him having hadn't village hospitable Mre. of. the buxom reason the to of in Jone the so h mu it how understand ofte n in r at Kimb Mary he overtook is that and why Bars m work, f the Jane on his way ide out rs her shaking alw | was Be y moruing. ce passed BE when hi the door and hile, for stood it geod humoredly He he had an idea denly. 1eL living Vas rath r a bother ] one to mal having and ill alon one's cook and delightfully hat one simply "Let jumped me .b own free wanted ~ He confessed a was he that lips own his from out found and having made his acquaintance idower, others ¢ ither of the tore Box Mre howere evening Sunday (m SI heavily score to mtrived u of all as he that After. place \t most sighs he wnndenvit ts "Bill began to gan In theory meals and was easy, @ but the run in tor bait. an hour and she said eager ¢ ery day for you profuse! her he thanked And n neign OTS, _ ou ss etw "Ju hastened ene asked or ¢ eRe ane ment of hun rer « make o like dilating with no upon herself an it She the. diffi- woman to. look ; clothes, and so ye and of sewing on ocks Kimber, being been old maid, ha the mentior proprieties to consider She couldn't offer to "do" for him, so in despair she set furiously to work upon a cnitted waistcoat for the coming winter And thus began what Bull Deacon ever afterlooked backI to as the time of his life. vard spoiled by three w omen, he had Petted and all the advantages of association with the other They sex and none of the disadvantages always willing, always painfully anxious to inything they could think f, or he could hint; they nor me were never cross, never inclined to scold to of nag. Did he tear a rent in his jacket, them cheerfully insisted on repairing it make muddy footprints on the freshlyrubbed tiles, one of them wiped them out without a word. There was always something iasty for his tea, always a pie or pastry for his dinne! With a skill tle experienced almost of the ihem off one them, and led was thé one on Things » meet Seems bout,' astounding "contrary" in one sex, he ‘so litplayed gainst the other, flirted with them on each to hope that she whom his chote uld finally I on like s for month, ane they all chanced intortunate evening together in Bill's cottage to me theres a great Mary Kimber remarked, of nothing, fixing her mantelpiece. this was a direct ref y stayed mined to tid; a d up all igh ‘ On ut rose nuch deal with eyes of a dust sniff, upon sit bickering all the the others out; ogether, t secret meal to id badk salisfactior the liked euc last at hit good ; | as ™m if "Forgotten! greet him more calmly; » a mother welcoming her beloved he had come on her so 5 iddenly. ' said jave been running like anyt bo "T came. straight from the station thought I'd eateh you before you went to rgan recital. I couldn't wait till tomorro "Don't [ the OO t rove asked Mrs. Boxall exclaimed Mary Kim ber sees that we all want to marry him"Ve yourself!" cried "Speak for Miss Kimber acain, tossing her head and smiling "Look here,' said Mrs. Jones, ""‘we may 45 well own up. We all do, now don't we? ; "Well?" inquired the other two, ¢ vading a direct answer. "Well, we can't all become Mrs. Deacon, and Ol the question is, what are y ng to do? How much longer are going to let him have three attendance women to dance on him, instead of one offered a solution, so Mrs. Jones on don weve what After fair... all play ‘Vet's us of one marry to have yust he'll him for nd together him to go we shouldn't Why make him choose They turned the matter over in their mur or ua moment It certainly seemed the ,best co was each since difficulty, the of y out the pornt, to inced that, once he was brought Bill would choose isn't it? ' ee 3 | uk ‘ ey aperne are an ee about a kind 1 boy ein +. 2 [ ial ! ay askir ask vou are 1 said. be . ou? ware For Catherine, art' you rel"? tt fra years con wag me = you to ter that, somehow to more are Why é I'm And, Bernard.' 2eTI ¢ Carlyon. Halal ] tho hss nd Miss tricenT me See » want! I was yutting even dn , 7 9 ; that, ibl ; } aceal bh L ! 7 in to you don ti didn't I i il Idi 0 You think me a map Al] thes pn mu to ade vu had in Are between u® cared for ke, indeed! It under you can't mar there me!" was nothing Lit ust" one?' No resh, yut i suddenly up looked Bernard the Eis "How do vou mean?" "Speak for yourself!" s ymething anyway.' to thank you sernard I can mere enough for what you did for Tom- ve me!" son; Jt seems to me, ' said Mrs, Jones, ‘a hings ean't go on much longer like this ‘I should think not," agreed Miss Wir "The way some people are running after poor, lonely. widower is fair scandalous!" Soxall meaningly. "That it is!" echoed Mrs. For a moment there was silence, each seeking for something bitter to say, till suddenly iu mination dawned on Mrs. Jones "Don't let's quarrel, neighbors!" she cried "T see it now. ‘That man's been making a fool ot that's glad, I'm ‘T want thank you 1 now 1 fe ving au fact it, in orgotten but of didn't Alnd, : invested, nd hac going. not am 1 no, Qu, recital "ih Well, . : or tw for by man | buttons apropos kitchen Tow, omat as much to Mrs. Joues, at i Boxall countered red Mary creditable meal. Mrs 20Xa Ll 3 - company with care Kim oT Miss oi nor Jones ui 9 ; ne Mr s. "outdone:."Mra.: yperry-making ed : , quite of snlightened ife, m it doing er we Mrs. any I accustomed " ‘ orld. 4 uncertain of maid old tight-lipped smé llthat was always sharp nose long, vith Mrs, ind concerns, ple's pe other about ing 0 reverse but the very widow, Boxall, another with and fl t-cheated and slight beimg wuuxom, the top. on © ither thin hair, iron-gray The first overture, as was only to be expected, over waddled St! Jones. Mrs from ame to help him and offered her services the cottage "¢ Thank very of she Mar 4 ag tall. "J °, secured him for the following Sunda Kimber it ld maid, ince being: tea to ywer a even wk to proper vasn''t a dis overed exc use ufficient it he i ae o 2 Pa and g¢ birthday ] ie rumning- Kimber, a tobe Not had forty-one, Mary forty-two; with as f atter a mong ;hat and himeelt Mrs. admitted selected her "ither; neith say, wer tall, well-set-up, barely that Bill Deacon, ce uldn't pos like a cottage occupy 1 to all by decided niddle-aged man, zibly be permitte and made infinitude an on chicka' windoW ind tl! and goods hold hous his of quantity went had {o folk. women persistency mon, be to was their b hind from peeping Furtively curtains, they had marked the quality ‘promptly he and him, 1 about lk & tly Mrs. ities that a ifter him must Bill's moved "Squire about wanted did } told ick lier advertise an Bedford of eyes the in favor find ull yarently Ap of anything : to ition dispe showed he himself result th knew nobody 2no and nent, wet und } as she to down the new gardener, and duly Bedford vanload of furniture into the cottage had it- cours pDromp mseiyes. the he Or Bill 3 he Lat I on taking him home to supper your new neighbors," get to know be ve dreary t "And it must him all alon cottage and s it there to thi 1 Thad , j was as iy | had my own career i and now I have nothing sitting in the shabby parlor alon it would him grown Time id pw insisted and "You must i ) hile cur! coming 1Ullb well t They pay too And you don't care! Yo what did J care for art [am man, I tell you I L had one thing ed ulfill the | an Bernard w is see the boy 50 1s set younger than clevey chap and are same, somehow "In what way VA change Shejomew she 1ceded no arswet "You-you don't el a ou cared. Have I done my best Haven't I tutfilled your ¢ ectations-as I promised L would ‘ou have, indeed, Bernard Nod ive paid me back, bke an honor thle rean, in iy hour of need." aid you back! Che lad started to h ee "Paid bacl ith a little mon he loving kind yess that has given me & career I didn't thin! nu loe t it in that light, Miss Carlyor ‘Tg you the money f or art's sake I gavo losing his boyish ways for manly ones, telling his tales of travel and experience; but, alas! never to see him again with that glad feeling of syroprietorship! And. day } day Catherine the suplight and joy fading from her quiet hie "T had something to hive for before,"' she the a said You you thought knows at rest he *lad wrote = ‘‘j and doesn't want a nice hole, and sh Hartland seems ¢ he is those Catherine graceless And oe boy. stonily she time like ‘A my. her up the oblinever God K, minute, \ of reful m future poor Catherine gazed "T cannot-l I at shall have what wa is nothing iace " " mo 1 1 - gentle pain ollowed oues Catherine kne not fail her only Aunt Louisa paused significantly Unless what?' Uncle Henry asked, You, Catherine, you have me mone listressed mother made her ] plea-"I ou have saw your bar book \ boy, back! ubts get 1 has some m oney;: " said Aunt Louis: fault," commented his own dull to keep dear coat iall Uncle Hen family, no thought I should be able to put it was missed; but, of course, novooay Catherine a part my "Send me the money, a hund1 return, or it is all up with me, you ey Wiss Carlyary faut for J you wry rwrLsic would have to go hy the hoard entirely 'To scapegrace Toin she wrote a cure note: ‘Go to Bernard Hartland, at St. George's Wal He will help you, for my sale.' Catherine gard when she joined the amily od rather wearily as sh: incessantly scapegrace Tom, the apple of ry's eye, and the clever boy of the o clerk in a Liverpool bani Catherine, to ask for the money it. gladly." years repeating the weary formula We are help"He is ruined, my poor Tom! less! We can do nothing! silent], The letter which Catherine returned It came to her aunt told fts own bitter tale from said heart. "imy boy will pay me back; I no more part jin him. Well, I qu needed. JI made him what he is; it Musical a that e, she wrote; "if you can, you do it now? JI refused it before; now I beg it of you.' She knew that he would do it. No shadow ot doubt crossed her mind. Bernard was no 7 shabby parlor, a little shabbier (hat bad flown. "My boy, my poor boy!" my I no jon "JT sill repay do good work!" ° could you powerless "There Catherine rang parting to have had sat for some minutes in thought; "there just time. Bernard will do it, for my sake." Her face was very white as she began to Carlyon's life was to assume a new aspect "1 am doing my part,' she would think. "T I have not wasted my am making a master. lent; am enabling another to do what f , couldn't help years. her "I that- your sake, Miss Carlyon." "So that settled it. An interview with the bov's father had better results than either Catherine or her pupil had dared to hope for. The old man consented to bear half the lad's expenses, won over by her promise of the glorious future in store for him. the of vrote; in it-even I Catherine started. Bernard was in Jiverpool then, where poor 'Tom was on the verge of dis grace and ruin. Again her pupil's words rang of humble not mistaken. His name savas becoming well known, and was # guarantee of large audiences when it appeared on concert bills. He was justifying her ex pectations; Catherine was more than contente vith him. "I am playing in Liverpool this week," he mist. anything." to you, It was no exaggeration. In a few years' train ing Bernard had indeed made a rapid progress yourseli need, "Not for your art?" There reproach in her voice your pride for your art's sake The boy held out both hands 'Yes," a to was ings fit me." a-name are must, everything I command no use wishing it back "And I don't wish it back," she said, vehe mently She also had a letter from her boy, Bernard Hartland, unopened in her pocket. She drew it out now as a solace. oy don't*t care!"' Catherine said, "Tom is dolt; my boy is a credit to me!' able, money-saved make you you - oY after all, ¢camp as he was-she loved as a brother. She could not eat her cake and have it. Young Bernard Hartland's musical training had long since swallowed up the accumulated sav- Ber- longer duty; | A torrent of hysterical abuse drove her from the room. Alone in her own room thought was free. greates no place myself. you you a cad 3, 1909 dignified as ever. "Miss Carlyon reaid; that is the end of the matter." anything the opportuni- am gone gleamed that teaching JANUARY Catherine felt her cheeks crimson at the imputation. "T hayen't it. You know I would do circumstances, thought a little my you-go boy's MORNING, ELVERSON You had money in the bank." yourself, my dear," Uncle Henry in- terposed, fuses her pride talent, plain "I cannot; money." h : great might, it to take help Henceforth, take of ould have money-cramped And now me run counter to his not « You done at all costs." "T can't! You are things''- me us; 1t is your beg of you-" it!" I hoped the "Miss Carlyon?" The boyish voice roused her from her reverie. "Come in, Bernard! I was expecting you." A tall lad of some sixteen or seventeen years entered, , with violin-case in hand, bowing his close-cropped, dark head under the gas-bracket "You are too kind, Miss Carlyon 3ut for you my music would have to go by the board enT can never repay you for this!" tirely. "Tt is pleasure Catherine smiled. Repay! \nd you know how you in ilself, my dear boy! can more than repay me! he large, doggish eyes looked ques"How?" tioningly into hers. "By doing me credit-doing yourself justice. Bernard, you will-you must make a great name for yourself.' blushing Beruard Hartland hung his head, hotly, partly from nervousness, partly from the pleasure the words caused. "Tf only I could, but you see how things stand me. for are. it-I The achieve!"' with life. know humble will not! Oh, you must, boy! Catherine, you owe "You save my 4 aunt. I you I was older, to give myself But "You weekly than can for I am not great greater it. "Tm sorry-l'm awfully sorry!' the boy stammered, puzzled. "I wish I could help you, Miss Carlyon." it in me, I think; there But at least-at least-I do something-and vastly afford really!" had always ber cannot it, one earnings; with this aim she practiced long and assiduously in the cold, winter mornings. With this in mind, poor Catherine's too-frequently recurring birthdays were a source of bitter annoyance to her, as each one found her further and further from her cherished aim. So Catherine knitted her brows, as she gat before the smouldering fire. "Ars longa, vita bretis! And I am threecan you hen in view, although at times sadly far off. A musical career! For this she was secre saving tied as Now, however, matters were altered. Catherine was a girl of ardently musical temperament; from her childhood her hardly-begged music lessons had been the solace of an unconr prove | genial life; now that she was older no poor investment. The weekly sum which she earned by teaching musie was very acceptable, and Uncle Henry prided himself on his foresight in indulging the girl's musical bent. A plain, ordinary little musie teacher, Catherine appeared to Uncle Henry and the world at large. of The boy gave mystified assent. "T thought I had once," Catherine continued, ith an efiort. "I could not let it expand. I was and my You ty, Catherine then-he bottom Bernard, of nard still a child when unkind Fate sent hi r, an undowered orphan, to make the seventh and eldest of Uncle Henry's struggling family. Uncle Henry was very hard up. His wife, a fretful invalid, had greatly bewailed the extra care and expense of the motherless child. Catherine, a sensitive, highly-strung girl, had grow! up under the impression that she was a burden and it? pleasure warmth. The joys of home and the for art's sake?" "T don't understand?" "Don't refuse me. It be fully oceupied with paying pupils, and to ask yourself whether a penniless girl such as you can afford to give music lessons gatis. What is Hartland's lad to you?" Uncle Henry left the room with dignity, and Catherine stirred the small fire into a fitful cold blaze, and held out her fingers to its only know." from you. time at "T "Then what can I do?" "Bernard, do you love your music The boy blushed again "Yes, indeed, Miss Carlyon!" ‘Better than yourself-better than anything you possess-enough to give up ease and pleasure and ‘wealth for it?'" "T do," he replied, with lip quivenng. "And only the lack of money can keep you conversation, "Very for me; That's JAMES S\ake_ "SC of Elrt. r the OU SUNDAY BY her "Very well," said Mr Boxall} "The one who marries him cau make Om pay for this!" said Miss Kimber, viciously. Mre. Jones paused before her cottage ‘Good-night, neighbors!'' she r of unfair advantages f tomorrow his work night following Arta thei ery best, on the them of each ot tarted dul hey enin ife pr mised Bill turnin f n expe each £4 vas feeling sorry J for thei disappointmen pr sently coming to the others smok who was leaning back in his chair. taon the resting feet vith his stockinged a circumstance prompliy 2m ted by future correction-received Kimber fo1 them in surprised contusion Jones » e€ ve come, to said Mrs Kimber Mary you your intentions," ask "To jnterposed Pall wriggled uneasily in his seat, and spa the old man trait heavily into the fire-another duly noted ' > 1 "You see jlained Mrs. Boxall, "thing much going been have th as on go can't 3111, knew ¢ vel = Choose anpybod vha so did the neant other two ind she cried dramatical]s between the thr ‘ Bill shook his head. It no good," he s! an red gloomuls ‘I an I'm ‘married already! "What!" they all screamed togeti ‘I'm married already," he repeated Deceiver!" ered Mrs. Jon "Monster!" cried Mrs. Boxal Villain!' shrieked Miss Kiml dk at the apprehensively glanced He he first not time he realized free from danger Where's your wilt that the For situation demanded Mrs, was Jones longer ‘There's three of us eaid Mrs. Jone " respecta Je. hard-working women Oh!" exclaimed Bill, pretending suddenly ‘You mean | ought to pay you » understand been doing fe or me ll you ve something for in a No wv don't," all three nsw ered Gone to California," he answ ed: and ther He explained htt! a spint up plucking ster died, leaving her a matter ot three thou wnd dollars on condition she went out and etched her on iid and adopted it W eouldn't both afford to go, so I came on to ti bre ‘Why didnt yu tell us befor [he missus said I: wasn't t fol ' come into mone} he ré ynded, lamel me if I asked of you never none besides, "and, not cas married o1 "We took if for granté i you Mis Kin } I lvanein >I ] man neeret 1 Vii ew rth What do y mean, relichting his Deacon Bill fight Embarrassed, ther he pipe certall is casu a up ng } good Irs. Boxall "Not after ou ¥ Mrs exclaimed Bull doggedl d make!" No," said hought h It n Rubbist of ing pure, r 1d o red inter] + vise and ind t n elyby atte I Kin jon went ou lone nt d che h e1 and ht ipt the hair certain h arter a h been his lain!" ou tell lk cred M Vir d rectly D She shall , man!" h h« | abe nur red pt 1 ! 1 } littl Kimber. thei nuing th im n, ill d they at i | Yi he i ] tt ! rd | would ‘We'll te ‘ al ratchings And u Hhearcvec iM upon hin me Vitl ypen and i ha Jone being l you out ig all 1 u hough, -situation, e'd ired at him in §& Some vigorousl Jon Mrs. last ar zi mea uid deliberately e you going to marry loo nd mou his of « pipe his Bill t 1 at them on { inotl None < ul' he j iy re ruckled - it occurred to him that probably he was thi had y he coul 10 world in the man only een proposed to by ‘ 1en at "Not after all we've don yr you! e he while ‘ te yk tt le ‘What hich us I had t1 the ash And of iid belie lever tha ory tm to call th hi 1 ' ( do the m 1 u |