WEDDED. It was the seventeenth of October—the wedding day at “Ashland.” Little ruffles of south wind blew out of a fair sky, breathing the air of simplicity into grandeur. Up among the ivy leaves, a c
WEDDED. It was the seventeenth of October—the wedding day at “Ashland.” Little ruffles of south wind blew out of a fair sky, breathing the air of simplicity into grandeur. Up among the ivy leaves, a c
STORMING THE LION’S DEN. It happened that the very day after Robert’s return, he had accepted, for the first time in so…
GONE. It had blown hard in the night, but the wind had dropped at dawning, and now the rising sun tinted the cruel frin…
SHADOWING HER. It had been some months since Cherokee and Marrion had met. But he still loved and was guarding her repu…
ROBERT’S TRIUMPH. “Excellent claret, Latham, have a glass with me,” said the artist, Willard Frost. “Thanks, not any; I…
A DROP OF POISON. Frost was succeeding in bringing Robert Milburn into open disrepute. That he was, will appear from hi…
THE CUP OF WRATH AND TREMBLING. With the first mail that Marrion Latham received after reaching New York was a letter w…
LOST FAITH. “For your own sake, if not for mine, Robert, do not begin drinking the first thing in the morning,” Cheroke…
TEMPTED. For a time Marrion Latham stood in a sad reverie; then he slowly went back to the house, following the path Ch…
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