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CHAPTER Ii.
T3E ASCENT OF THE BOCK V AUTOCRAT OP
THE ALPS.
Miss Fiorence'Rodney' having made
up.tier mind as strongly as she could
that elm would scale the Matterhorn,
• Eet abont it systematically from tho bo-
ginniiig. Her feeling that she conld do
it was based on tho fact that two or
three women bad done it. Sho was in
perfect physical condition, her heart,
lungs. legs and arms all that a healthy
woman could desiro, and she was not
affected with vertigo from heights.
First, she bound her uncle to secrecy
about tim matter. A Vassar woman
professor was going to chaperon tlireo
or four girls on a European trip, and
Miss Rodney arranged to go with them.
She took long walks, used to go to
some of the towering buildings in New
York and walk np the wearisome flights
of stairs to tho very top and practiced
in a gymnasium two or three hours a
day with dumbbells and on a trapeze.
She made n confidant of Dr. Kimball,
who, after one professional duty protest
against it. entered into tho idea enough
to give her the full benefit of his ex
perience and advice. Ho suggested
what guides she had best secure, which
way to take up tho lordly peak, where
to stay and how mneh things ■ wonld
cost her. Uncle Josinh gave her about
the amount that ho argned she wonld
spend at home, and Miss Rodney bor
rowed some more from two or tlireo
friends.
When Miss Rodney got to Paris, slio
parted from the Vassar professor and
party nnder the pretest that sho had
to meet a friend in Switzerland. Tho
friend was the Matterhorn, but this
Miss Rodney did not explain to her old
teacher
The yonng girl soon nfter found her
self at Montrenx From there she went
to Visp and remained that night. Tho
next dny she took a mnle and rode to
St. Niklans and from there in a carriage
to Zermatt At each advance her heart
heat faster She was approaching tho
rocky autocrat of the Alps, whose sharp
peak. 14.Olhl feet in the air. seemed to
await the coming of the adventnrons
girl with silent disdain Sometimes her
heart misgave her Then she had to fall
buck-on suck revivers of her determina
tion as tlie thought or what Undo
Josiah’s perennial scorn and ddiglit in
her discomfiture wonld be if she failed.
She also fortified herself with tho recol
lection of Miss Hrevoort, a New York
woman, like herself, who had glorified
her sex by putting the top of the Mat
terhorn under her feet in 1871. and of
Felicito Carrel, the daughter of a guide,
to be sore, bnt a girl who 'had scaled
the soaring crest of this redoubtable
Mont Cervin. If they conld do it, why
not she? ,
Miss Rodney staid at the Hotel Mont
Cervin in Zermatt. She secured the
services of the two most celebrated and
experienced guides for the attempt she
could get, paying them 100 francs for
the ascent. Some delay was necessary
waiting for weather that .wonld he as
propitious as possibla When such a day
came and the guides annonneed their
readiness to start, Miss Rodney, al
though not a professedly.religions girl,
fell on her knees in her room and
prayed with simple earnestness that the
Lord who made tho mountain wonld
help her to scale it. Then with a rapid
ly beating heart she started on her at
tempt to get one more petticoat victory
of the Matterhorn. Her rosy cheeks
were slightly blanched, bnt the color of
her will was not.
The party struck np the mountain to
the right of the Gorner glacier. Before
long they reached a wild and rocky Alp,
from which heathery upland sprang the
triangular peak of tho mighty Matter
horn. Off at the cast was Monte Rosa.
Miss Rodney was regaining her com
posure and her nerve. Her love of na-:
tnre reveled in the beautiful sublimity
of this inonntain tossed region.
When they reached tho Schwarzsee,
the lonely little lake sleeping darkly in
its mountain bowl 8,000 feet above
tho sea, with tho rough stone chapel
beside it, her eyes again rested on tho
heaven piercing peak which had for her
a thrilling fascination. Tho night was
passed in this spot. At 3 in the morn
ing they resnmed their course. Already
Miss Rodney was realizing that climb
ing a dizzy Alpine height was no child’s
play. Sho thought of the gray haired
lady with reverence, and sho also re
called again Felicito Carrel, the moun
tain girl, and her own townswoman,
Miss Brevoo'rt. There was ever a stim
ulus in tho thought of these. The whole
extent of tlio Gorner glacier stretched
before her eye, whoso vision extended
to the Cima di Jazi toward tho east. It
was a glorious view.
In the afternoon tho Hnt was reached,
and thcro Miss Rodney and her adju
tants passed'thc night. The conduct of
the guides was perfectly correct and
matter of fact. In the morning the last
stage of tlie ascent was to be made. The
Hut is some 2.000 feet above the
Schwarzsee chapel, and from six to
eight hours are necessary to pass from
this point to the summit
When Miss Rodney felt the ropo tied
abont bur which bound her to the lusty
guides, tliero was something of the
feeling in hersonl that one may experi
ence n> the halter is adjusted to his
neck Lint the die was cast Go up she
wonld if go up she.could
There is ho need to dilate on the
hardship the terrors, the dnm/ers o*
that final stage. As one after the other
was snrmounted her spirits rose. The
guides were enconraging and some
times complimentary, bnt Miss Rodney
felt that those who had climbed the
Matterhorn had not told the tale too
vividly.
Toward the very top the last steps
are comparatively easy, and it was
with the strangest, most complex thrill
of her life that Florence Rodney stood
at last, a conqueror, on the absolute,
gaunt, icy and rime rifted top of the
Matterhr’-n. She sat down and burst
into n fit of hysterical langhter. It was
done I No matter what Josinh Gardner
might do, there was a satisfaction in
her achievement that in itself repaid
her.
Never had she experienced sneb an
overwhelming sense of isolation, of lit
tleness, as when perched there. 14,000
feet in the air, on the Matterhorn.
Whnt a nothing she seemed in the aw
ful solitude of that inaccessible world!
Tho sky above her was so pure a bine.
What was Miss Rodney’s surprise
after she had been abont half an bonron
the top to see another hnninn being as
cending thither! The climber in this
case was a yonng Englishman, about
23, ruddy, clear eyed and blond. This
unexpected discovery of a girl on the
Matterhorn was overwhelming enough
to disturb even British phlegm. He
lifted Ins cap with a smile. Miss Rod
ney was glad enough to see him to
smilo with cheerful camaraderie in re
turn. “This is somewhat startling.’
said tho yonng fellow pleasantly “It
\jr
"Let me have these set in two rings."
is novel enough to find oneself on the
Matterhorn for the first time, bnt to
meet a yonng woman there is astound
ing. Allow me to congratulate yon. It
iB something to beprond of." He lifted
his cap with a gostnre of deference to
her prowess.
“It only shows whnt a woman can
do.” replied Miss Rodney “But 1
should not like everybody to know the
agony of fright I have been through on
the way np. I am glad to see you, for
it may make mo les3 frightened going
down The thing is not ended when one
has arrived. Getting back is something
too. ”
“Yes. It was going down that Lord
Douglas’’— Then the yonng fellow
stopped. It had occurred to him that it
was not the most opportune moment to
dwell on tho horrible accident to Mr
Hudson. Mr Hadow. Lord Frederick
Donglns and Croz, the guide, who were
destroyed in making tho descent.
“I understand.’’said Miss Rodney.
“It’s jnst as well to reservo that till
we get to tho Mont Cervin hotel. Bnt
how did yon get np hero so soon after
myself and without our meeting?”
“I got at the Schwarzsee after yon. 1
did not stop at the Lower Hat at all
but pushed right on."
“I wish you wonld get me a small
fragment of rock from the very top if
yon can." said Miss Rodney. “I want
to have it set in a ring, as n souvenir
of this little walk."
“Certainly." said tjjo young man.
He managed to knock off two pieces of
rock with liiS ice pick.
“I’ll tell yon what I’ll do," ho said
ns lio approached Miss Rodney with
them in his hand. “Let me have these
set in two rings—a plain, simple set
ting—nnd then yon havo one and I’ll
keep the other. I wonld like some son-
venir of a girl as plneky as yon. It’s a
little unconventional. Bnt, then, meet
ing on the Matterhorn is rather uncon
ventional too. * My namo is Gny Stad
ley,''
“And I am Miss Florence—-Bnt yon
aro going to bo at the Mont Cervin
somo little time, aren’t you?” asked
Miss Rodney, interrupting herself.
“Yes; I shall bo there a week.”
“Then yon can get tlie rings made
there, perhaps, beforo I go. I don’t
know, though, that yon could. Of
course there’s no way when I reflect. ”
“No: tliero isn’t. But yon can give
me yonr address, Mis3 Florence, and I
can send one to you. "
Miss Rodney was abont to correct
him in his misapprehension as to her
name when cno of the guides suggested
that it was time to begin the descent,
and sho concluded to let it go. She conld
tell him later, when they were at tho
hotel.
It is needless to remark that the de
scent of the redoubtable Matterhorn
was made as safely as.the climb np had
been. No prouif±r American girl lived
than Florence 1.1 -y when she reached
the Hotel "Mont Cervin.
The young fellow had been very
charming Coming down the Matter
horn is not as suited to conversational
advances as a 5 o’clock tea, bnt it puts
a man and a woman on infinitely moro
intimate and appreciative terms. A
more tired mortal than Florence Rod
ney when she got back did not, to her
mind, exist on the earth. Having done
a deed which so few of her sex could
emulate, she felt that she had earned
the right to be very good to herself.
This tired, healthy girl was an heiress
presumptive to $10,000 a year. Why
shouldn't she be good to herself?
Sho took to her bed as soon as possi
ble and fell into slninber as quickly as
if she had dropped into it down a preci
pice of the Matterhorn.
Without exaggeration she slept for
30 liotirs. She would wake only to torn
over on the delicious rest of her pillow
and the balmy delight of a cornhnsk
mattress and return to sleep with grat
Undo for being able to again experience
ao delightful a sensation.
Bnt at last sho felt rested! She got
np and took a cold sponge bath, as in
vigorating as possible, and prepared her
self for breakfast with a warm eager
ness to meet Stadley Whnt a fresh,
eager, keen, healthy hoy he was I She'
liked a young fellow who scaled the
Matterhorn in that careless, offhand
fashion. He was a man after her heart
Incidentally he was a florid, handsome
youth. If those cool bine eyes were to
ever quiver to love’s expectancy, what
bnrning beacons they wcnld bel But
Miss Rodney pulled herself up sharply
at such a ridicnlous tbonght. Nice way
for a girl to feel toward a yonng man
she had only known for a few hours,
and that with a rope around their
waists most of the time and clinging!
breathlessly to the shaky points of the
shelly surface of the Matterhorn. Any;
little shopgirl conld feel that way. And
yet that is the way Miss Rodney felt.
She was an honest girl, amr-she wasn’t
going to disguise to herself how much
she was interested in this charming
fellow. He had been so manly and con
siderate on the way down. And he
joined his easy, athletic ability with
such delightful grace, that perfect sim
plicity and self possession and thonght-
fnluc.ss which mark the ideal gentle
man- Still. Miss Rodney checked her
self np when she felt that enthnsiasm
was getting the better of judgment
She wonld Ire nothing if not her cool
dignified self, which did not prevent
her arraying herself in her best gown:
and. brushing her hair very carefully.
Miss Rodney had a conviction that at
least sho was the best looking woman
that had ever coqnettsd with tho Mat
terhorn. and in this she was not wrong
She did not see anything of her
comely, ingennons companion of the
mountain At last she inquired where
he was To her regret, and it was real
ly a keen disappointment that she felt,
slie was told that Mr Stadley had left
the day.after his retnru from the Mat
terhorn. He had received a telegram
that lind summoned him to London in
hot haste Miss Rodney then asked for
her mail. It wonld have been so nat
ural for him to leave some message for
her To her increased disgust there was
nothing for her Well, she had climbed
the Matterhorn! That was safe Noth
ing conld rob .her of this magnificent
vindication of her womanly prowess
She sighed to think she was not the
first. It would have been no harder-to
have been the pioneer than to have
stood third on the list or fourth. How
ever. the company was small enongh to
msko it exclusive and u brilliant dis
tinction to belong to it
Having downed tlie Matterhorn. Miss
Rodney felt an inclination to return
homo. It was not pleasant to bo trotting
aronnd by herself It was too bad that
the yonng man had been telegraphed
for. Ho might at least have left a mes
sage. Surely there was ns mnch reason
for his feeling an interest in her as for
her having sncli a warm spot for him
in her heart. She. a woman, and a girl
at that, had done something that even
he, a strong, vigorons. conrageons man.
had felt prond of achieving.
Miss Rodney headed strnight for Lon-,
don. She ran across the Vassar profess
or and her small following in Paris.
‘Howdid yon find yonr friend?" she
asked of Miss Rodney
'Oh, I was received ns well ns I
crnld have expected. Bnt this friend is
rather cold and beeps very mnch
apart." she answered smilingly. She
certainly was not libeling the Matter
horn.
In London she went into Low’s Ex
change to see who was registered there,
and while in that quaint.trysting place
for drifting Americans met a yonng
man from New York. He was an old ac-
A
That," lie answered, 'is the Earl of Car
rington."
quaintnnee. He invited her to go to the
Lyceum and promised to call for her
at the Metropoln that evening with his
mother and sister.
He did so. and Miss Rodney enjoyed
the evening thoroughly After the thea
ter the yonng fellow proposed a supper
at the Savoy Miss Rodney, who felt
like u laborer after a hard day's work
when she reflected on her weary climb
np the Matterhorn, was bent on restful
pleasure and gladly assented.
It was a gay little supper with cham
pagne. Th - American palate is nowhere
more pleasantly entertained than at a
well ordered dinner or supner.
• is -. .
Near them at a table sat a man with
a handsome yonng woman. The girl
was a fine type of the British female at
its physical best. There was a suspicion
of coarseness about her. though she was
a sleek, well groomed animal creature.
The man was red faced, with a blotchy
-omplexion, large nose and a sersggly
mustache. His hair was thin and his
general appearance dissipated and blase..
He did not pay much attention to the
girl. Every now and then he felt of his
mustache in an absentminded way that
suggested the wandering mind of a
shattered good liver. He stuck his mon
ocle into his eye and inspected Miss'
Rodney with a cool air of appraisal that
brought her American spirit to its legs
in a moment Sue gave one contemptu
ous glance at him, which did not have
the effect of visibly disconcerting the
man, althongh he transferred his atten
tion for half a moment to the rest of
the party. ,
“Who is that?” she asked in a low.
indignant tone of Mr. Ramsay.
“That." he answered with a half
sneering smile, “is the Earl of Carring
ton, one of-the biggest blackguards in
the United Kingdom. He had a stroke
of something nr other two weeks ago.
and I am so ised to see him so mnch
on deck again Bnt it is hard to kill
that sort of a reptile."
“Who is the girl with him?’ in
quired Miss Rodney.
“That is a yonng woman from the
Gaiety named Ethel Camperdown. She
used to do a skirt dance there very bad
ly. Bnt she is. as yon see. a very pretty
girl. Sho is not doing the danco now. ”
“I shouldn’t think they wonld let
that sort of people in here.” said Miss
Rodney disgustedly.
“What! A lord and a well behaved
yonng woman who acts like a perfect
ladyl” retorted Ramsay. “They are
glad to have them. They add to tho
general attractiveness."
Miss Rodney ccnld not refrain from
stealing another glance at the man
whom her annt had proposed ns her
husband. Her detestatioa of him in the
abstract, when she knew nothing of
him bnt what rnmor had to say, was
considerably enhanced by the spectacle
he presented. Ho was evidently a little
the worse for liquor and was drinking
champagne froely
Dnring the course of the conversa
tion Mr. Ramsay spoke Miss Rodney’s
.name clearly enongh for the noble lord
to hear it. He braced himself np and
stared at her again with considerable
interest Miss Rodney chanced to look
his way at the moment He raised his
champagno glass with a slightly un
steady hand, anil, without withdraw
ing his glance, held it a moment and
then raised it to his lips Ho had the
air of drinking to her.
With n cnrl of her lip Miss Rodney
turned away her face with a fresh
movement of disgust They were
through, to her relief, and Mrs. Ram
say rose. As they passed the table
where the earl and his companion were
sitting. Miss Rodney carried herself
with a hantenr which seemed to afford
the noble lord not a little amusement.
With somo remark to the girl, he
rose and followed them. He spoke to a
man in the hail, and then retnrhed and
told his rnddy faced Gaiety girl some
thing which he and she both fonnd
rather langhable.
The man to whom ho had spoken took
it on himself to open the carriage door
for Mr. Ramsay's gnests. and heard,
naturally, the order lie gave tho driver
to go to the Metropolo.
The next morning at abont 10 a serv
ant bronglit Miss Rodney a card. She
picked it np with that pleasant interest
one feels in a culler when one is in a
foreign land Her cheek grew hot as
she read it. Then, acting on an im
pulse. she tore the card in two and said
coolly to the servant:
“You can take tho card back. That
is tho only answer."
Abont 20 minutes later the servant
brought her a note, written on the hotel
paper. The address was in a loose,
scrawling band. She opened it and
glanced at the name at the bottom. Her
temper was not improved by seeing
tbut it was onco more the hated name
of Carrington. Her first movement was
to treat it as she had the card, bnt the
cariosity of a woman led her to rend it
Dear Miss Rodney—Don’t see why you are so
devilish rude to a fellow. Your aunt put it in
your way to make a tidy pot of money by marry
ing me. If 1 refuse, it is to go to you. I wanted
to let you know that I don’t refuse. I will marry
any time you like. You’ve got to make up
your mind in the next six or seven months. If
you refuse, 1 get it, so you see I’m only doing
the decent thing in showing my willingness to
take you. We don’t have to do any lovemaking,
you know, though I should be charmed to do a
little of that too. You ought to let me know
what you want to do. Youre, if you want me,
Ca nn is otos.
Miss Rodney shook with passion as
she read this low, insulting noto. The
man evidently realized that he wonld
be no loser if ho should bo rejected. He
wonld inherit then. This letter was an
attempt to forco her to repulse him. It
was only too evident that he preferred
the money without herself. The girl
bad never felt snch a blinding rage as
at this moment. She glanced aronnd
the room hopelessly, beating the ground
impatiently with her foot. Oh, how
Miss Rodney longed to be a man I
Her eye fell on her riding crop. For
one moment an almost irresistible desire
invaded her hotly beating heart to give
the miserable cad who bad with snch
studied insolence insnlted her woman
hood one lesson which should be a fit
ting answer as well. She discarded the
wild idea almost instantly with a shud
der that he conld debase her to snch a
temptation.
She hurriedly rose and at once went
down stairs to the waiting earl. The
with a diunity all her own.
Carrington lounged to bis feet and
made a slight bow, bnt without remov
ing bis hands from liis pockets
“Yon arc the Earl of Carrington ?"
“At yonr service. ” he replied, with
a mocking inclination.
“Then, when yon have removed yonr
hands from yonr pockets, there are a
few words which, for my own sake. I
wish to say to yon. ”
“1 am glad to see you are so much of
a lady.” he said sarcastically, slowly
removing his hands.
“I have never fully realized the in
sulting nature of my aunt’s proposi
tion, revolting enough to me even had
yon been a gentleman, nntil I saw yon.
Aiy answer the momeDt 1 heard her
unseemly condition was ‘No.’ Even
yon must see that it is ‘No’ now more
than ever. Never presnme in any way
to address me again. Yon are a libel on
man.”
She turned, and, without waiting to
hear the words with which he resented
her cool contempt, walked steadily from
the room. As she disappeared Carring
ton sank suddenly into a chair, and,
with a muttered oath, clasped bis baud
to his head. That strange whirling sen
sation in bis brain, as if tlie tup of his
sknll were off and his cerebrum was
being flushed with a flnx of icy liqnid.
had come upou him again. He staid
there for a few moments, his teeth set
and a horrible scowl on bis face.
Then, with tight clinched hands, he
rose, and, walking unsteadily out. got
into the first hansom he saw and bade
the driver hnrry to bis lodgings in
Dnke street. Piccadilly.
very top r
testify to
‘We!
; know He w : ould be a credible witness
! if bis character is good." returned her
; uncle
| “I can't bring him on. I don’t know
i where ho is. I only know his name."
I “What was his name?"
“Stadley—Guy Stadley.'
I “Sounds like a name out of a novel, ”
said Uncle Josiah suspiciously, as if
CHAPTER III.
drawing room was empty, happily, save
for the detestable fignre sitting with
long legs stretched ont and hands thrust
into pockets With her head well in the
air and her eyes fixed steadily on him
M'SS RndllOV IldvnniieA nni.'lrlv Hnt
um-i
Summer colds
are noted for hanging on.
They weaken your throat
and lungs, and lead to
serious trouble.
Don’t trifle with them.
Take Scott’s Emulsion at
once. It soothes, heals,
and cures.
50c. and $1. All druggists.
UNCLE JOSIAII AS A DOUBTING THOMAS.
Miss Rodney made her preparations
for leaving London that evening, and
nine days later she was in the bosom of
her family She had been able to lenrn
nothing abont Gny Stadley in London.
“To think, that 1 shonld run across
this beast and not be able to find ont
anything abont that fine yonng fellow I
How can two men with the same na
tures be so antipodally sundered in
character?” she thought with wonder.
Miss Rodney bad derived a great
benefit from her onting. She had been
freed from the trials of home life, which
bad always oppressed her more heavily
than either her mother or her sister. It
was a satisfaction to feel that she conld
meet her nude with the thing she had
set ont to do an accomplished fact.
She longed for the very palpable reward
of her heroic task which the old man
had promised her in the moment of
softening which lmd come upon him.
Miss Rodney bad never failed to con
gratulate herself on having made him
pnt it in writing and of securing wit
nesses to the important doenment
Mrs. Rodney and Rose had not been
ont very mnch. The death of the
Countess of Carrington had given them
an excuse for being a little less in so
ciety. Mrs. Rodney had not failed to
make use of this opportunity. It wns
something to be able to practice econ
omy with a deceased countess as the al
leged cause of it. She bad wanted to go
into menrning. bnt Uncle Josinh hud
poobpoobed that with animosity.
“Why, yon hadn’t heard from Ma
tilda for five year.s, and now you want
to spend money in advertising yonr re
gret for such a dear, devoted sister. Tell
’em she’s dead, and that will do as well
and cost less. ”
So Mrs. Rodney had contented her
self with wealing .black rather moro
than nsnal. Whenever there was a good
occasion, she managed to convey the
impression that the family was in a
mourning condition over the death of
“my sister, the Conntess of Carring
ton,” bnt she had fired off these shots
when Uncle Josiuh was not aronnd.
She knew that she conld not connt on
any support from her sharp tongned
brother in this*dircction.
Miss Rodney had taken an early op
portunity to talk with her uncle on the
subject of his promise in case she shonld
succeed in tho attempt to climb the.
Matterhorn. The old gentleman had
shown no curiosity on the subject. In
fact, he bad seemed almost to avoid an
occasion for private tnlk with her.
Bat one day Mrs. Rodney and Rose
had gone out* for the afternoon, and
Florence soon after camo in where the
old gentleman was reading. She seated
herself and began:
“Well, nncle, now that I have shown
you that I could do what I said I conld,
I suppose you will keep your part of
tbo agreement. Yon lost yonr wager,
you know,” she said pleasantly.
“What wager? What agreement?’
he replied Bnnbbily, looking np from
his paper as if ho did not wish to be
disturbed.
Uncle Josiah’s apparent forgetfnlness ,
concerning tho Matterhorn wager fairly
amazed his niece.
“Why. I suppose yon know what
this paper is.” returned Florence,
drawing the agreement from her
pocket. “Yon did not think I conld get
to the top of the Matterhorn, and you
agreed here that if I did within six
months yon would give me money or
stock or something that would yield me
an income of $10,000 a year. I have
climbed the Matterhorn and in less
than fonr months from the date of this
agreement, written by you and wit
nessed by Mary and Roberts. Now,
when aro yon going to do yonr part?’
“I haven’t got the money abont me
now, ’’ replied Uncle Josiah sarcastic
ally “We'll talk abont it somo other
time. It doesn't say there how soon it
mnst be paid, does it?”
“No. Of course, yon knew, I am not
insisting on yonr doing it at once. Bnt
it was a gracious iiufiulse, I believe,
that led yon to promiso me this. I only
want to know what I am to expect. ”
“Oh. I thought yon said it was put
down what yon had to expect?” said
the old man. looking at her.
“Uncle, there is no use in bandying
words abont it. If yon have a spark of
honor, yon know that now yon owo me
this money Yonr word is concerned.
I have done wbat I said I wonld, and I
want to know when yon will do yonr
part, ” replied his nieco firmly
“How do I know that yon climbed
the Matterhorn?" said Uncle Josiah
incrcdnlonsly.
“1 shonld think my word was proof
enongh,” retorted Miss Rodney, with
some spirit “Yon never knew mo to
fc'o in yonr life. ”
“I know mighty few girls who
wouldn’t tell a little whito fib if they
could get $10,000 a year by it,
chuckled Undo Jtisiab.
“Well, I anticipated some snch sub
terfnge as that." replied the girl coolly
“I have tho affidavit of each of the
guides that I made the ascent."
“I suppose any of theso Swiss guides
would make ont a paper like that for
$50, wouldn't they?”
“I don't know. These didn’t.’
“Yen .see ti.i :v's no actual proof that
yon climbed that mountain." said Mr
Gardner argumentatively. "Yon say
yon did, and yon have the papers. Bnt
yon maybe mistaken, and, us I say, 1
think $50 wonld Ijtiy that much hand
writing from any of them Was there
anybody along bnt yon and the
guides*’
“Not with me—no.' replied Miss
Rodney, trying to keep cool nnder the
evident desire of her nncle to irritate
Bat .I .met a vecne man on the
any yonng man with sach a name conld
not be trusted to .any great extent
“Don’t you know where he lives?”
“No; I thought it was London from
somethings he said," answered Miss
Rodney. “Bnt I do not know his ad
dress, and no one there conld tell mo
anything abont him.”
“Oh 1 Yon tried to find him, did yon ?
How long bad you known him?"
• “From the time I met him on the
Matterhorn nntil I parted with him on
coining back to the Mont Cervin hotel
at Zermatt." Miss Rodney replied
coldly.
“He may have been struck with you.
and perhaps ho wonld be willing to tes
tify to a little thing like this to accom
modate a lady he liked.”
“Oh I Why do yon keep np this sort
of thing, uncle?" cried Miss Rodney
impatiently. "Why don’t you he jnst
and do what yon promised?"
“ 'Tisu’t unjust if I wait until I find
out. Get this yonng man, and if he
seems to be a credible witness I’ll be
lieve him,” said Uncle Josiah, with an
air of waiving a point in his niece’s fa
vor. "Then, again, look here! How do
I Igiow bnt that you'll go and take Car
rington. after all? You'vo got six or
seven months to consider that point.
Now, it wouldn’t be square for me to
mako sacb a handsome provision for
yon if yon were to step into your Annt
Matilda’s money. 'Twonldn’t be right
to yonr sister. She wasn’t offered this
chauco. Yon were yonr annt's favorito
and came in for Carrington and all tho
good things." The old manchnckled at
bin mun ennw nf hnnmr
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Mr. and Mrs. Mansell Buckner, of
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i Mr. Chas. M. Swiuney was in Rock-
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Miss Annie Head visited relatives and
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Mr. and Mrs. It. D. Dansby, of tbe
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and friends in onr commnnity a few
dayB since.
Messrs. .T. C. Head and \V. H. Mor
gan were in the Slate City on business
Saturday.
Miss Lnln Waits, an attractive yonng
lady of Flowerydale, was a welcome
visitor in onr commnnity last Snnday.
Mr. Simeon C. Dean, a clever censns
gatherer, was questioning the people ot
this section last Thnrsday.
Prof, and Mrs. J. C. Walker, of
Blooming Grove, visited relatives here
last week.
Mr. Tlmd Hagan, of Hnlsey’s school
house, was among tbe visitors here Sai.-
day.
Miss Emma Morgan visited relatives
at Aragon last Thnrsday.
Mr. John Waits, of Fowerydale, wns
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A son is tlis latest addition to tbe
household of Israel Davis, and tlie face
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There is an abundant crop of berries
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aro forcibly reminded that there is
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