Fotheringay's Son.

Wairarapa Age, Volume XXXI, Issue 10713, 3 January 1913, Page 2

Fotheringay's Son.

'mw bcklA'L)

(HAPTFJ? XVT. (Continued.) She m.;i„ down by the lire and coven:! Ik:- i'.r-e wit!' hor hands, but no ! tea v rs caiiu' to Ikm- aid. Before .--he i had Rmii' out her heart had been j wrung » i itii apprehension. Xo»v «li'.' ' fell. a,s if* he:' love frown within J j her. The one persistent thought- in 1 her mind .V!.-' that I'll.!'- man -she loved ' and whom rfv iiad rescued from the sea had tir-d of her and had left her. i Wearied by her vigil and by the sad- ; no:-; <-.f h ••:• h-nrf. she fell asleep. It I was fi'i" ;>Yb>"k in the morning when v . she awoke, "it was a beautiful inorui'i'.r. .-!' ! the fresh ail' revived her t- rmirar. Shek mdt by her bed and i' uttered a. fervent prayer. "raver br:-.iu.'hf her consolation. ,'■::■■': i-.M-.-r have in:e-"-d th" night train ami nvouM be 'vturiiing this' morning! , \Jn \y\i',\-\ ])" !|,";-» any moment now! ! She m:w the figure of a man approa'-'i-i'lp-. It was not Lavender, she knew I bar. at a glance. If was her father. .tf < anp'.'ared '1 be in Ihe best of . e '--its.' I "VV-dl. :'a;l■■..,•:-" She said. How ' "-■■:,'! it -vx l:n see him so bright! S:rolv nothing' could have happened j to J ■»-'?? ""Wdl. mv dear?" he. answered. ' "So you had a nice day yesterd-' v ?** j j "Prme!" said the el:l man. ''Did' 1 .not Jack ' \\\v.k ."-). too?" j "Jaek!" Adelaide's face grew ' white. ".Jack has not como home. if. •.!'.,.■■!" i i "v-t ~...-,,,. 1,,—,.:-" T-l rr father ; looked at her with, eyes that did nn" ; i"<;l"vs'-!Mir]. ''Not come h.>mo? Why didn't be come homer'" !l S'k. Parcel at him. I "Don't you know, .father? Did anything, happen to him? Did he I moot anyone?" j "Nothing happened—he sa.w no one . while he was with me. He left me about two. We had dined together, and he wn? in good spirits. What is y it. A^lio?" I I Shi' had ..matched at the white enI : velone he held h his hands. I ! "Yes, 1' took it from the postman." 1 be said. "Tt was .addrey>ed to you. !| It can't be .from liim!" f. I "It is Iris writing," she .said, sitar- & i.ug hard,. la j For a moment her courage failed her 1 ; —she dared not open the letter. Tn S it she would learn the worst, she know I that. For o:ie moment* more she !| V iv anted to hope. 710 doubt. After she I had '-ead the letter she knew there |j 1 would be no more ho-;e for her. f I ""Head it, my maid, rendit!" urged $ her father.

She opened it. read the first lino, and then wlip t'.iiv» n cry that roochood through the ptill morning nir. blindly sho stretched nut lior hand and grasncd tho puling. Then 'n the agony of despair she road tho rotto" through. Hor face lookod n-s : '.f it hid lipoid tn mod to ftono. "Adelaide!" '-ho old man exclaimed. "Adelaide, my maid, tell me what has ha pponed!" "He is dead!" she said. wi*li unnatural calmness. "Dead? Dead? My lad dead?" oriod '-be old man. "Dead? He onn- , not l>e j Aelaido! See, .ho iyx* written yon tho letter hi in self!" "When I get this letter he will T.e dead!" said the girl. "He tolls me. liis wife, that he will he! A:.d why, why? I will toll you why!" Sho stopped, panting, It seemed as if the words that she wanted to utter were (•homing her, a*? if they , wore too his with meaning to he utter-lodnf-all. "He will he dead!''she. wont on. "Ho in about to take his life—and why? Because ho has seen again the one woman whom he has ever loved, and because he wannofc bvo with •no. his wffe, after that! Do von hear, father? That in what he write.? to mo, ln's wife!" "The only woman !:■"> has over -;,'ved?" repeated *he- oil man. "He has 'Seen ihor again, an 1 fiia: :■• why ho , wants to die? He now- iva.o like .'iry : other man in this u'.rid.'' Jack Lavender wa > las ho--> 'till. For the -moment he disregarded tho hurt done to his daughter. He even disregarded her grief—he only saw that, the man who hid dazzled him could not have done anything like any other man, Tt wanted more than thatone letter to disillusionise John Symoiuh-.

CHAPTER XYTT. Adelaide turned, and without another word went into the cottage, followed by .her father. Jack had killed himself lor tlfe sake of another woman ! If it had been anything else she might .have born it, but another woman! "Father," she cried, "we must go to Plymouth and find out something more about him! 11* ho is dead I will have his body! That belongs to ine, at any rate!" The: old man nodded, bis bead. "Aye, my maid," he said, "wo. will go. and avo will say nothing about it to anyone. No one but ourselves nnvst kno-w. The lad iside-ad! And he driving by my side only yesterday morning!" They drove to the station without uttering a word. Adelaide bad a hard expression on her face winch mizzled her father. Tt peomefl to-him that the wrong done to hoi- had made grief impossible. The letter that Jaek bad sent h<"bore the postmark of "Oakdono." Tf he bad taken bis own life it would probably bo somewhere there that the

BY ALAN ADAIR Author of "An Island Princess," "A Marrlaga of FelloIty " Eta.

tragedy occurred. imii-.-ii. ~<;u- was n ot long tell ;;i ig- ; iterance d u, far ihe man at the i ick- | et Itox \ olunteered some information. ''That is where a man's body was found on the raihva.y," ho re-mark-ed, as he handed John Symonds the ticket.-. Adelaide, wa-. deathly pale. j "We have come ." 0 identify him," t slie s?.id. j "The inquest i.s to be held at two O'clock," added the railway clerk; , "you h"d better there as quickly n<t possible, 1 A week had elapsed after their visit Ito the scene of the tragedy when j John Symonds called <"i Adelaide and ' aski-d her- what course she intended to i puryue. i "i've got to write to Messrs farI son." she said. "1 must know mme- : thing of th;> nimi wlioiu T married — ! the father of the child that is eomi ine; to me." I '•Kyc,'' said the old man, looking j .straight at Adelaide, "you are un.forgiviiHr. my maid! Don't you ehed a 1 tear for the lad?" ".Yo." sail the girl coldly—"wliv j should I ery for another woman's lover? Tiet her cry if -she will!" "Hut, it was an old love," said the old man —"wine woman he must have loved before ever hi 1 set eyes on you ! That makes all the difference. Addie." "Does it?" .she asked. "Not to me!" "You will writer" "Yes, \ will write," she answered. "1 shall ask them to tell me the whole truth —it is host that I sliouTa know the whole truth." "TTe has done nothing to he ashamed of." said the old man, "I'll lay my life on that!" "He said in his letter that his name would tell us something of hi? history —it may be something .shameful, and if it is I will not hear his name!" ) Adelaide's auger blaml up suddenly as she spoke, and ho>- father looked at tier in surprise. Shehad revealed an entirely new side n f her character. "Yon had write quickly," he said simply. "I'll wager that be never could have dene a dirty thing." The old man returned to the, farm with a. heavy heart. Adelaide -wrote, and an answer came by telegraph—"l will lie with yen early to-mor-row. Carson." When the lawyer arrived at the cottage he found an old nun and a I'rtinlv silent young woman waiting for him. "1 have come mvself." said Mr Carron. 'because T dxl not understand what it was vou wanted to know." He. snoke cautiously after the manner of his kind. "Mv bpsba-id told you knew all about him: lie wanted me to learn the truth from vou." "Tho truth—the whole truth?" > "Yes." -said Adelaide. "Why do you hesitate? I can hear it. since 7 have born the knowledge that he killed irimself for the sake of another woman!"

"Ho did nothing disgraceful. T kiww-!" Jolm Symonds broke in. "The lad con Id not Tiivve done anything disgraceful!" Tim lawyer looked front on>" to Hie other, hnt he did not contradict, flip. old man's statement. Tf- fwmft.l difficult, however, for him to speak. He cleared his throat. (To he Continued.) The chi!v:ir't'"i'*iies r, f Ceylon tea. are rnl)i; tf I!.''vr"> ' the liquor 'iei?if r verv r?nd siavitl.fr a fine '.''".; v + .->.-».]'■.> Pros, eent Tea combi.'.o« in n hr>>iri<» dei/i-eo, those characteristics. The hlondin.tr is carried <"'t ky ;l> > | "!"''"''. wii-h the result that tie is pro lonneed eneii;r]i t.n wear' - the nala!> GIVKS INSTANT RIvLiKK. "For six years i. have been a. sufferer from Colic,'" writes Air .H. C. I.'hilps, Dutton, S.A., -'but now when J gut theso atta.cks I take Chamberlain's Colic and Diarrhoea Roui«dy,_ and finds that it {rives me immeiiiate relief. I can -confidently recommend it for Colic or other stomach complaints; two or three doses will Lfive instant relief."