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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1891-10-29, Page 6:Axia aaeneeas en lea rose in Yatikee Bledee %natant. nhy pave 'rowel my awe Witile,I read Holbert Spencer. Bate the more read toul ren My d a egeoronce arowe denser ; 1Prahottera ally diaries my taete AI toile me every minute, " Pay, peak I dotal eike that book, There ain't 110 nous in it.' Noev alerbert Speewet is a great, A worldaottmellitia (linker : No beery pliatunot line a trial). Ocala daePer than his sine But one ;nen reads ids work way through For thotwanas at begin it. Veg. leave aue-aalt the loaves uncut,- ' allele Ain't no hone in it," The age-old errors in th• ir den Does feerbeet Spoucer throttle, ad, mules with Newtons Moen, Kant, And aneient Aristotle. Tlie mighty homege a the f ew— These towering giants win it, Tlie millions slam their hunting aroma, " There Man no lion e in it." I leave thie -metaphysic swamp, Talc& grown with sturdy sewn& And roma the Meadows of Romance, With Shortenamnd his lions. He brings hia gaudy Noales Aek book And begs me to begin it; "Better then liubbet Pencer book That ain't- no lions in it." "Now weal about the oftanut So big he seares the people ; Ate woad. alma the leangerwoe Mello th limps up on e " So t take up the Noah's Art book Aud sturdily begin it, And reaa about the efalunte Aud lions diet are in it. Shortesn will grow in soberness ills life become intense, Seine clay hell drop his " efelunts" And take up Herbert Spengler. But life can have no happier years Than glad years that begin it, And nee sometimes grows dull and ttuate That Imam) lions itt it. THE SISTERS He took her outstretched hand. and held ib. "Good -bye -.-if it must be so," he said. " You are really going away by the next mail?" "And not coining back again?" "I don't know." "Well," he said, you are rich, and a great lady now. I can only wish with all ray heart for your happiness—I cannot hope that I shall ever be privilegedto contribute to it again. I am out of it now, Miss Patty." She left her right hand in his, and with the other put her handkerchief to her eyes. " Why should you be out of it ?" she sob. bed. "Your father is not out of it. It is you who have deserted us—we should never have deserted you." "I thought you threw me over that day on tho racecourse, and I have only tried to keep my place." "Bat I have told you I never meant that." "Yee, thank God Whatever happens, I shall have this day to remember—that you mune to me voluntarily to tell nie that you had never been unworthy of yourself. Vou have asked me to forgive you, but it is I that want to be forgiven—for insulting you by thinking that money and grandeur arid fine clothes could change you. "They will never change me," said Patty, who had broken down altogether, and was making no secret of her tears. In fact, they were past making a secret of. he had determiaed to have no tender sen- timent when she sought this interview' bit she found herself powerless to resistthe pathos of the situation. To be parting from .Paul Brion—and it seemed as if it were really going to be a parting—was too heart- breaking to bear as she svoald have liked to hear it. " When you were poor," he said, hurried along by a very strong current of emotions of various kinds, "when you lived here on the other bide of the wall—if you had come to me—if you had spoken to me,and treated me like this then—" She drew her hand from his grasp, and tried to collect herself. "Hush—we must not go on talking," she said with a flurried air; "you must not keep me here now." "No, I will not keep you—I will not take advantage of you now," he replied, "though I am horribly tempted. But if it had been as it used to be—it we were both poor alike, as we were then—if you were Patty King instead. of Miss Yelverton—I would not let you out of this room without telling me something more. Oh, why did you come at all ?" he burst out, in a sudden rage of passion, quivering all over as he looked at her with the desire to seize her and kiss her and satisfy his starving heart. "You have been hard to me* always—from first to last—bub this is the very cruellest thing you have ever done. To come tem and drive me wild like this, and then go and leave inc as if I were Mrs. McIntyre or the landlord you were paying off next door. I wonder what you think I am made of? I have stood everything—I have stood. all your snubs, and slights, and hard usage of me—I have been humbe and patient as I never was to anybody who treated inc so in my life before—but that doesn't mean that I am made of wood or stone. There are limits to one's powers of endurance, and, though I have borne so much, I can't bear this. I tell you fairly it is trying me too far." He stood at the table fluttering his papers with a hand as unsteady as that of a drunkard, and glaring at her, not straights into her eyes—which, in- deed, were cast abjectly on the Roor—but all over her pretty, forlorn figure, shrinking and cowering before him. "You are kind enough to everybody else," he went on; "you might at least show some common humanity to me. lain not a coxcomb, I hope, but I know you can't have helped knowing what I have felt for you—no woman can help knowing when a man carat for her, though he never says a word about it. A clog who loves you will get some consideration for it, but you are having no consideration for me. I hope I am not rude—I'm afraid I am forgetting my manners, Miss Patty—but a man can't think of manners when he is driven oat of his senses. Forgive me, I air: speaking to you too roughly. It was kind of you to come and tell me what you have told me ----I aen notungrateful for that—but it was a cruel kindness. Why didn't you send me it note --a little,cold, formal note? or why did you nab gond Mrs. Yelverton to explain things ? That would have clone just as well. You have paid me a great honor, I know ; but, I can't look at it like that. After all, I was reeking up my mind to lose you, and I thought I could hare borne it, and get on somehow, and get something out of life in spite of it. But now how can I bear it?-- . how ewe I bear it now ? " Batty bowed like a reea to this onex- pected stain, which, nevertheless, thrilled her with Wild elation and rapture, through and through. She had to sense of either pride or eliame she never for a Moment re- gretted that she had not written 'a note, or sent Urn Yelverton in her place. But whet elm said and what she did 1 will leave to the router to corijeceure. There has been tee, much love -making in those pages of late. Tabletem We will ring the certain down, Meanwhile Elizabeth sat alone When her work veue done, Wondering what was hap - ening at Mrs. 1Mo:byte's, antil her husleaned Wert to tell her that it was past, 6 onloek, and One to ge hems: to tleess for dinuer, "The phild ean't possibly he with. him," said ata Yelvertemsarather severely; " She must be goseiping With thelandledy, q ehiuk I will go axed fetch her," said Elieabeele But as she was putting on her boena, Patty ewe upstairs, erraliug and preeniug he feathers, so to speak— bringing Peal with her, CHAPTER, XLVII, A. FAIR FIELD nem NO VA.VOR, Whoa Mrs. Duff -Scott came to hear of all this, she was terribly vexed with Patty. Indeed, 119 one dared to tell her the whole truth, and to this day she does not know that the engagement was mecle in the young bachelor's sitting -room, whither Patty had sought him because he would not seek her. She thinks the pair met at No. 6, under the lax and injudicious chaperonage of Elizabeth ; and, in the that blush of her disappointment and incliguation, she was firmly convinced, though too well bred to express her cooviction, that the sea had taken advantage of the father's privileged position to entrap the young heiress for the sake of her thirty thousand pounds. Things did not go smoothly with Patty, as they had done with her sister. Elizabeth herself was a rock Of shelter and a storehouse of consola- tion from the moment that the pair came up to the dismantled room where she and her husband were having a lovers' tete-a-tete of their own, and she sew that the long misunderstanding was at an end; but no one else except Mrs, Metntyre (who, poor woinen, was held of no account), took kindly to the alliance so unexpectedly pro- posed. Quite the contrary, in fact. Mr. Yelverton, notwithstanding his late ex- periences, had. no sympathy whatever for the young fellow who had flattered him by following his example. The philanthropist, with all his full-blown. modern radicalism, was also a man of long descent and great connections, and somesubtle instinct ofrane and habit rose up in opposition to the claims of an obscure press writer to enter his distinguished family. It was one thing for a Yelverton mate to marry a humbly -circumstanced woman, as he had himself been prepared to do, but quite another thing for a humbly -circum- stanced man to aspire to the hand of as Yelverton woman, and that woman rich and beautiful, his own ward and sister. He was not aware of this strong.sentiment, but believed his objections arose from a proper solicitude for Patty's welfare. Paul had been rude and impertinent, wanting in respect for her and hers ; he had an ill - conditioned, sulky temper; he lived an irregular life, from hand to mouth; he had no money; he had no reputable friends. Therefore, when Paul (with some defiance of mien, as one who knew that it was a merely formal courtesy) requested elae con- sent of the head of the house to his union with the lady of his choice, the head of the house, though elaborately polite, was very high and mighty, and —Patty and Elizabeth being out of the weer, shut up together to kiss in com- fort in one of the little bedrooms at the back —made some very plain statements of his views to the ineligible suitor, which fanned the vital spark in that young man's ardent spirit to a white heat of wrath. By -and -bye Mr. Yelverton modified those views, like the just and large -hearted student of humanity that he was, and was brought to see that a man can do no more for a woman than love her, be he who he may, and that a woman, whether queen or -peasant, millionaire or pauper, can never give more than value for that "value received." And by -and -bye Paul learned to respect his brother-in•law for a man whose manhood was his own, and to trust his motives absolutely, even when he did not underetand his actions: But just at first things were unpleasant. Mrs. Duff -Scott, when they got honte, re- ceived the blow with a stern fortitude that was almost worse than Mr. Yelvertones prompt resistance, and much worse than the mild but equally decided opposition of that punctilious old gentleman at Sea -view Villa, who, by -and -bye, used all his influence to keep the pair apart whom he would have given his heart's blood to see united, out of a fastidious sense of what he conceived to be his social and professional duty. Between them all they nearly drove the two high- spirited victims into" further following the example of the head of the house—the imminent danger of which became apparent to Patty's confidante Elizabeth, who gave timely warning of it to her husband. This latter pair, who had themselves carried matters with each a very high hand, were far from desiring that Paul and Patty should make assignations at the Exhi- bition with a view to circumventing their adversaries by a clandestine or other- wise untimely marriage (such divergence of opinion with respect to one's own affairs and other people's being very common in this world, the gentle reader may observe, even in the case of the most high-minded people). "Kingscote," said Elizabeth, when one night she sat brushing her hair before the looking -glass, and he, still in his evening dress, lounged in an arm -chair by the dress- ing -table, talking to her, " Kingecote, I am afraid you are too hard on Patty—you and the Duff-Scotts—keeping her from Paul still, though she has but three days left, and I don't believe she will stand it." "My dear: we are not hard upon her, are we? It is for her sake. If we caa tide over these few days and get her away all right, a year or two of absence, and all the new interests that she will find in Europe and her changed position, will probably cure her of her Jamey for a fellow who is not geed enough for hen" "I know Patty," ahe said, laying her hair brush on her knee and looking with solemn earnestness into her huebanda rough-hewn but impressive face—a face that seemed to her to contain every element of noble man- hood, and thatwouldhavebeen vrealeenedand spoiled by mere super acial beauty—"I know Patty, Kingscote, better than anyone knows her except herself. She is like a little briar , rose ---sweet and tender if you are gentle 1 and sympathetic with her, but certain to prick if you handle her roughly. And so strong in the stern ---so tough and strong— that you cannot root hermit or twist herany way that she doesn'tfeel naturally inclined to grow—not if you use alt your power to make her." " Poor little Patty 1" he said smiling. "That is a very pathetic image of her, But I don't like to figure in your parable as the blind genius of brute force—a horny - handed hedger and ditcher with a smock, frock and. bill -hook, I am quite capable of feeling the beauty, and understanding the moral qualities of a wild rose—at least, / thought I was. Perhaps I am mistaken. Tell me what you would do, if you wore in my place ?" Elizabeth slipped final her chair and down upon her knees beside him, with her long hair and her dressing -gown flowing about her, and laid her head where it was glad of any excuse to be laid—a locality at this moment indicated by the polished. and Inv yielding surface of his starched shirt front. "You leziow I never I ikened you to a hedger and ditcher," she said fondly. "No one is so 'wise and thoughtful and far-sighted as you. It is only thatyou don't, know Patty (pito yet—you will do , soon --.-and what might be the perfect menaaement of Ouch a (aisle in another girl's affairs is likely not to suceeed with here—just simply and only for the meson, that oho is 4 little peculiar, and, you have not yet had tane to learn that." " It is time that I should Iwo," he tesia, lifting her into a restful position and seal- ing himself for a comfortable talk. Tell me what you think and know yourself, and what, in yourjudgeamet, it would be best to " In my judgtnerentleen, it would be best," nee Elizebeth, after a brief interval given up to the enjoyment of a wordless tete.tatete, " to let Petty and Paul be together a little before they pert. For this reasoo.that they wilt be together, whether they are let or not. Isn't it preferable to making con - .m cesons before they are ignominiously ex- torted axon you ? And if Patty has much longer to bear seeing her lover, asshe thinks, humiliated and, insulted, by leoing ignored as her lover m this home, she will go to the other extreme—she will go away feom us to him—by way of intekiug up to inm for it. It is like whu,t you Bey of the !mouldering, poverty -bred anarchy iu your European national life—that if you don't find a 'vent for the accumulating electricity generating in the human sewer—how do you put it ?— it is 110 Use to try to draw it off after the storm has burst." "Elizabeth," said her husband, reproach- fully, that is worse than being called a hedger and ditcher." Well, you know what I mean." "Tell me what emu mean in the vulgar tongue, my dear. Do you want me to go and call on Mr. Paaa Brion and tell him that we have thought better of it ?" "Not exactly that. But if you could persuade Mrs. Duff -Scott to be nice about it—no one can be more enchantingly nice than she, when she likes, but when she doesn't like she he enough to drive a man— es proud manlike Paul Brion—simply frantic. And. Patty will never stand it—She will aot hold out—she will not go away leaving things as they are now. We could not expect it of her. " Well? And how should Mrs. Duff - Scott show herself nice to Mr. Brion ?" "She might treat hire ata—as she did you, Kingscote, when you were wanting nie." " But she approved of me, you see. She doesn't approve of him." "You are both gentlemen, anyhow— though he is poor. I would have beeu the more tender and considerate to him, because he is poor. He is not too poor for Patty— nor would he have been if she had no for- tune herself. As it is, there is abundance. And,, Kingscote, though I don't mean for a moment to disparage you—" "1 should hope not, Elizabeth." "Still. I can't help thinking that to have brains as he has is to be essentially a rich and distinguished man. And to be a writer for a high-class newspaper, which you say yourself is the greatest and best educator in the world—to spend himself in making other men see what is right and useful—in spreading light and knowledge that no money could pay for, and all the time effac- ing himself, and taking no reward of honor or credit for it—surely that must be the nobleat profession, ancl one that should ma,ke a man anybody's equal—even yours,.. my love 1" She lifted herself up to make this elo- quent appeal and dropped hack on his shoul- der rgain and. wound her arm about his neck and his bent head with tender depre- cation. He was deeply touched and stirred, and did not speak for a moment. Than he said gruffly, "1 shall go and see him in the morning, Elizabeth. Tell me what I shall MY to him, my dear." • "Say," said Elizebeth, "that you would rather not have a fixed engagement at first, in order that Patty may be unhampered during the time she is away—in order taat, she may be free to make other matrimonial arrangements when she gets into the great world, if she likes -but that you will leave that to him. Tell hint that if love is not to be kept faithful without vows and promises, it is not love nor worth keeping—but I daresay he knows that. Tell him that, except for being obliged to go to England just now on the family affairs, Patty is free to do exactly as she likes—which sb.e is by law, you know, for she is over three-and-twenty—and that we will be happy to see her happy, what- ever way she chooses. And then let him come here and see her. Ask Mrs. Duff - Scott to be nice and kind, and to give him an invitation—she will do anything for you —and then treat them both as if they were engaged for just this little tune until we leave. It will comfort them so much, poor things 1 It will put them on their honor. It will draw off the electricity, you know, and prevent catastrophes. And it will make not the slightest difference in the final issue. But, oh ! she added impulsively, "you don't want me to tell you what to do, you are so much wiser than I am." ' "1 told you we should give and take," he responded; "1 told you we shouldteach and, lead each other—sometimes I and some- times you. Than is what we are doing already—it is as it should be. I shall go and see Paul Brion in the morning. Confound him !" he added, as hegot up out of his chair to go to his dressing -room. And so it came to :pass that the young press writer, newly risen from his bed, and meditating desperate things over his coffee and cutlet, received a friendly embassy from the great powers that had taken up arms against him. Mr. Yelverton was the bearer of despatches from his sovereign, Mrs. Duff -Scott, in the shape of a gracious note of invitation to dinner, which --after a long discussion of the situation with her envoy—Mr. Paul Brion permitted himself to accept politely. The interview between the two men was productive of a strong sense of relief and satisfaction on both sides, and it brought about the cessation of all open hostilities. • CHAPTER XLVIII. each a reply- to such 4 &Oland. She got nee and hewn to turn over some loose Inmate that lay about on the pianoIles brotherhlew essayed to help her ; he eiew what an agony of suapense end expectation she was an. "You know where I have heen 2" he al- quired in a careless tope, speaking low, so that only she could hear, Yes' —breathlessly—" I think so." "1 Went to take an invitetion from Mrs, Jauff-Scott." ct yes r "1 heal a pleasant talk. I am very glad I went. He is coming to dine here to- night." "Is he ?" " I do so like really interesting an intel- lectual young .men, who don't give them- selves any airs about it," she said to no- body in particular, when she strolled back to the drawing -room with her three girls ,• " and one does so very seldom meet with them !" She threw herself Into a low chair, snatched up a fan, and began to fan herself vigorously. The discovery that a press writer of Paul Brion's standing meant a cultured man of the world impressed her strongly ; she thought of him as a new son for herself, clever, enterprising, active- miudecl as she was—a man to be governed, perhaps, in a motherly way, and to be proud of whether he let himself be governed or not--daneed tantalizingly through her brain. She felt it necessary to put a very strong check upon herself to keep her from being foolish. She escaped that clanger, however. A high sense of duty to Patty held her back from foolishness. Still she could not help being kind to the young couple while she had the opportunity ; turning her head when they strolled into the conservatory after the men came in from the dining -room, and otherwise shutting her eyes to their joint proceedings. And they had a peace- ful and sad and happy time, by her graci- ous favor, for two days and a half—until the mail ship carried one of them to Eng- land, and left the other behind. CHAPTER XLIX. YELVERTON. Patty went "home," and stayed there for two years ; but it was never home to her, though all her friends and connections, save one, were with her—because that one was absent. She saw" the great Alps and the Doge's palace," and all the beauty and glory of that great world that she had so ardently dreamed of and longed for ; travel- ling in comfort and luxury, and enj oying her- self thoroughly all the while. She was presented'at Court--" Miss Yelverton, by her sister, Mrs, Kingsoote Yelverton "— and held a distinguished place in the Court Journal and in the gossip of London society for the better part of two seasons. She was taught to know that she was a beauty, if she had never known it before; she was made to understand the value of a high social position and the inestimable ad- vantage of large means (and she did under- stand it peefectly, being a young petson abundantly gifted with common. sense); and she was offered these good things for the rest of her life, and a coronet into the bar- gain. Nevertheless, she chose to abide by her first choice and to remain faithful to her penniless press writer under all tempts. tions. She reseed through the fire of every- trying ordeal that the in- genuity of Mrs. Duff -Scott could devise ; her unpledged constancyunderwent the severest tests that, in the case of a girl of her tastes and character, it could possibly be subjected to; and at the end of a year and a half, when the owner of the • coronet above- mentioned raised the question of her matri- monial prospects, she announced to him, and subsequently to her family, that they .bad.,been irrevocably settled long ago; that are Was entirely unchanged in her senti- ments and relations towards Paul Brion; ancl that she intended, moreover, if they had no objection, to return to Australia to marry him. Young, and strong, and rich, with no troublesto speak of and the keenest appe- tites to see and learn, they had as good a time as pleasure -seeking mortals can hope for in this world : the memories of it, tenderly stored up to the smallest detail, will be a joy for ever to all of them. On their returntoEngland they took up their abode in the London house, and for some weeks they revelled delightedly in balls, drums, garden parties, concerts and so on, under the supervision and generalship of Mrs. Duff -Scott ; and they also made acquaintance with the widely -ramify- ing Whitechapel institutions. Early in thd summer Elizabeth and her husband went to Yelverton, which in their absence had been prepared for "the family" to live itt again. A neighboring country house and several cottages had been rented and fitted up for the waifs and strays, where they have been made as comfortable as before, and were still under the eye of their protector ; and the ancestral furniture that had been removed for their convenience and its own safety was put back in its place, and bright (no, not bright—Mrs. Duff -Scott undertook the task of fitting them up—but eminently artistic and charming) rooms were newly decorated and made ready for Elizabeth's occupation. She went there early in Jane—she and her husband alone, leaving Mrs. Duff -Scott and the girls in London. What an old house! She had seen such in pictures—in the little prints that adorned old-fashioned pocket -books of her mother's time --but the reality, as in the case of the Continental palaces, transcended all her dreams. 'White smoke curled up to the sky from the fluted chimney -stacks; the diamond -paned case- ments—little sections of the enormous mull- ioned windows—were set wide to the even- ing breezes and sunshine; on the steps before the porch a group of servants, respectful but not obsequious, stood ready to receive their new mistress, and to efface themselves as soon as they had made her" welcome. "It is more than my share," she said, almost oppressed by all these evidences of her prosperiey,a,nd thinking of her mother's differentia. "It doesn't seem fair, Kings - cote." "It is not fair," he replied. put that is not your fault, nor mine. We are not going to keep it all to ourselves, you and I —because a king happened to fall in love With on of our grandmothers, who was no better than she should be —which is .our title to be great folks, I believe, We are going to let other people have a share. But just for a little while we'll be selfish Elizabeth it's a luxury we don't indulge in often," So he led her into the beautiful house, after giving her a solemn kiss upon the threshold : and passing through the great hall, she was taken to a vast but charming bedroom that had been newly fitted up for her on the ground floor, and thence to an adjoining sitting -room, looking out'upon a shady lawn—a homely, cosy little room that he had himself arranged for her private use, and which no one was to be allowed to have the run of, he told her, eacept him. She Was placed in a deep artn-chair, beside a hearth whereon burned the first wood fire that ahe had seen since she left Austrara — billets of elm -wood split from the butte of dead and (alert giants that had lived their iife out on the Yelverton acres ---with her feet, on a rug rnoweriew. Ma Yelverton did not return home from his mission until Mrs. Duff -Scott's farewell kettle -drum was in full blast. He found the two drawing -rooms filled with a fash- ionable crowd ; and the hum of sprightly conversation, the tinkle of teaspoons, the rustle of crisp draperies, the all-pervading clamor of sae feminine voices, raised in staccato exclamations and laughter, were such that he did not see his way to getting a word in edgeways. Round each of the Yelverton sisters the press of bland and attentive visitors was noticeably great. Mr. Yelverton looked round, and dropped into a chair near the door, to talk to a group of ladies with whom he had friendly relatrone until he could find an opportunity to rejoin his family. The hostess WILS dis- pensing tea, with Nelly's assistance—Nelly being herself attended by Mr. Westmore- land, who dogged her footsteps with patient and abject assiduity—other men straying aboet amongst the crowd With the iprecious little fragile cups and oatmeal n their hands. Elizabeth was surrounded by young matrons fervently interested lit her new condition, and pouriug out upon her their several experiences of European life, in the form of information and a,derice for her own guidance "Play us something, dear Niles Yelver- tore" Said a lady sitting by. "Let ue hear yout lovely touch mite more." "1 dotat think X can," said Patty, felter Melly—the first time the had ever made Of TaSalallinn OVOSSUJI1 skins, and a bouquet of golden wattle blossoms (procured with as enue:k difficulty in Englaud as the lilies of the valley hadbeenin Australia) OR a table beside her, scenting the room with its sweet and familiar fragrance. And here tea was brought dainty little nondescript meal, with very little about it to remind her of Myrtle street, SOX° its comfortable inform- ality; and the servant VMS Clifilnined, and the husband waited llpOtt hie wife—helping her from the little savoury dishes that she did not knew, nor care to ask, the name of —pouring the cream into the cup that for so many yeere had held her strongest beverage, dusting the sugar over her straw- berries --all the time keeping her at rest in hersoft chair, with the sense of being athome and inpeace and safety under his protection working like a, delicious opiate on her tired nerves and brain. This was how they came to Yelverton, And Oleo one day Elizabeth eorn plained of feelingunusually tired. The walks and drives came to an end, and the sitting -room was left empty, There was a breathless hush all over the great house for a little while ; whispers and rustlings to and fro ; and then a little cry —which, weak and small as it was and shut in with dOuble doors and curlains, somehow managed to make itself heard from the attic to the basement—announced that a new generation of Yelvertons of Yelverton had come into the world. Mrs. Duff -Scott returned home from a series of 13elgravian entertainments, with that coronet of Patty's capture on her mind, in the.small hours of the morning following this eventful day; and she found a telegram on her hall table, and learned, to her in- tense indignation, that Elizabeth had dared to have a baby without her (Mrs. Duff - Scott) being there to assist at the all-im- portant ceremony. "It's just like him," she exclaimed to the much -excited sisters, who were ready to melt into tears over the good news. "It is just whet I expected he would do when he took her off by herself in that way. It is the marriage overagain. Hewants to manage everything in his own fashion, and to have no Interference from anybody. But this is really carrying independence too far. Supposing anything had gone wrong with Elizabeth? And how am 1 to know that her nurse is an efficient person ?—and that the poor dear infant will be properly looked after ?" "You may depend," said Patty, who did not grudge her sister her neve happiness, but envied it from the bottom of her honest woman's heart, "You may depend he has taken every care of that. He is not a man to leave things to chance—at any rate, not where she is concerned." "Rubbish 1" retorted the disappointed matron, who, though she had had no chil- dren of, her owu—perimps because she had had none—had looked forward to a vicarious participation in Elizabeth's experiences at this time with the strongest interest and eagerness ; "as if a man has any business to take upon hum - self to meddle at all in such matters ! It is not far to Elizabeth. She has a right to have us with her. I gave way about the wedding, but here I must draw the line. She is in her own house, and I Shall go to her at once. Tell your maid to pack up, dears—we will start to -morrow." But they did not. They stayed in Lon- don, with what patience they could, subsist- ing on daily letters and telegrams, until the season there was over, and the baby at Yelverton was three weeks old. Then, though no explanations were made'they became aware that they would be no longer considered de trop by the baby's father, and rushed from the town to the country house with all possible haste. "You are a tyrant," said Mrs. Daff- Scott, when the master came forth to meet her. "1 always said so, and now I know it." "1 was afraid she would get talking and exerting herself too much if she had you all about her," he replied, with his imperturba- ble smile. "And you didn't think that we might possibly have a grain of sense, as we you ?' "1 didn't thing of anything," he said eoolly, "except to make sure of her safety as far US possible." • "0 yes, I know "—laughing and brush- ing past ism—" all you think of is to get your own way. Well, let us see the poor dear girl now we are here. I know how she alaSt have been pining to show her baby to her sisters all this while, when you wouldn't let her." (To be continued.) ROBERT Greo. Wires, M. A., M. D., M. R. C. S., of Albion House, Quadrant Road, Canonbury, N., London, Eng, writes: "1 ca.unot refrain from testifying to the efficacy of St. Jacobs Oil in cases of chronic rheumatism, sciatica and neuralgia." Must Get Out and Rustle. All this rot about Grover Cleveland'sba.by is a parody on American institutions. The birth of a prince in England or a more despotic Auntry might be the signal for ealvos of artillery, military display and general rejoicing, all of which is spurred on more or less by fear. But in America, thank God, we have no princes orpriacesses. No matter how high born, or who the parents are, the child must get out into the world and hustle to achieve greatness. Grover Cleveland's baby may be bright and pretty andall that, but she is no better than thousands of babies throughout this broad land, and Baby McKee will not be one whit more successful in life from having been nurtured in the White House than he would had he been born and bred in an Indiana hack township or on an Illinois prairie, as was Abraham Lincoln. It is time for this disgusting display of 'toadyism to ceatie.--Tondo Eyes and Ears have •we that we may see and hear; brains, that we may reason and understand; so there's little excuse for much of the suffer- ing that is tolerated. Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery is fast becoming the one recognized remedy for all diseases resulting from thin, impure and impoverished blood. Indigestion and dyspepsia, scrofulous affections, liver and kidney diseases, sores and swellings, catarrh and consithiption, are blood affections. With purified, enriched and vitalized blood, they flee as darkness before the light ! Dr. Piercees Golden Medical Discovery is the only guaranteed blood -purifier and liver invigorator. Sold on trial ? Money promptly returned, if it doesn't benefit or cure. Mow to Remain Tonng. Take frequent recreation. Keep free of intense excitements. Insist upon an abundance of regular sleep. Preserve the feelings and habits of youth. Keep a clesr conscience and lead a life void of offence. You have catarrh, and other remediee have failed you—then give Nees' Balm is 1 fair trial. There is no case Of catarrh it will 1 not cure if the directions are faithfully fol- lowed, The average time consumed in eending cable meesage to London and getting an answer is only four tribuites. erman Syrup'' G. Gloger,Druggist, Watertown. 'Wis. Thi is s the opinion of a man who keeps a thug store, sells all medicines, comes in direct contact with the patients and their familie5„ and knows better than anyone else how remedies sell, and 'what true , merit they have. 'He bears of all the failures and successes, and Can therefore judge: "1 know of no medicine for Coughs Sore Throat or Hoarseness that had done such ef- fective a vi; work ien enie7 Coughs, fs Gennan Symp.' Last Sore Throat, winter alady caned Hoarseness, at my store, who was suffering from a very severe cold. She could hardly talk„ and I told her about German Syrup and that a few doses would give re- lief; but she had no confidence in patent medicines. I told her to take a bottle, and if the results were not " satisfactory I would make no charge. for it. A few days after she called: and paid for it, saying that she would never be without it in future as a few doses had given her relief." 0 tarametori...~~...vams.wo.r.,,,kdosmoramenfinsomoximporsisisl SHE WOULD DANCE. Lady Clanearty Couldn't Resist a Lively Dance Tana. Lady Clancarty, she that was Belle Bil- ton, a London dance -hall. singer who was born Katie Flaherty, is fiuding it very hard, to associate with the ladies of the English: nobilityeaccording to the rules of ordinary society, to say nothing of the conventions of the upper ten. Her boy husband calls her "Ducky" just as he did in those halcyon days when he was painting the town and she was kicking her earrings to the delight of the large and -critical audi- ences that fill the London dance -balk Some of her preeent equals itt the matter of social position have said in her hearing that she was positively boorish; but Belle knows better theta° believe them, for she knows that all the boys used to say sincerely that sb,e was a lolly..." The Countess Belle Claticarty Bilton. Flaherty was at Homburg, a fashionable German Waukesha'last month. She had to be in- vited th to e s.well parties, and found herself one evening at a function of the Duchess of Rutland. In the course of the evening she attempted to sit stili a few momenta Weide her boy husband, the duke. She succeeded in her emdertaking until the band began to play the celebrated nocturne by Veryfriskae entitled " Little Chippie Bird, Get Your Hair Trimmed." The nocturne, as thosewho are up in musical matters know, is a com- position that is alsys.ya played in a decided scherzo manner, as it is ioaded to the muzzle with fiipness and glee. Its razzle-dazale influence was too much for Lady CIancarty, the gossips say, and springing to her feet she entertained the assemblage with a skirt dance that would break up a Methodist camp meeting in 10 minutes. Her husband Wall frantic and the duchess of Portlaad approached as near as the flying heels 'woUld let her and said something pointed in French. During the remainder of the time consumed in playing "Get Your Hair Ca," it is rumored that Lady Clancarty kicked. through five octavos instead of eight and thus kept within the bods of fashionable exhibitions of skirt dancing.--ean ey an "Gentle as the Summer Breeze." "I'd rather take a thraslibeg any dine than a dose of pills," groaned a patient to whom the doctor has prescribed a physic. "Pd as lief be sick with what ails me now, as be sick with the pills." "1• don't think you've taken any of the pills I.prescdbe, or you wouldn't dread the prescription so," laughed the doctor " I never use the old, inside twisters you have in mind. I use Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets. They always melee me think of a part of an old hymn— a .. ... and lovely; Gentle.as the slimmer breeze. The best thing of the kind ever invented. No danger of their making you sick. Yount hardly know you've taken them. I wouldn't use any other in my practice." Improved Proverbs. He laughs best who does iaot laugh at a woman when she thistks there is a mouse in the room. It is never too late to drink champagne. A rolling stone never "gets there." When a belated husband comes inthrough the window a, flat iron is apt to fly out at the door. A bird and a battle in hand is worth tveo boarding house dinners anywhere else. Every man's house is his servant girl's castle. 'The race is not always to the horse you put your money on. A run in time saves the nine. If at first you don't succeed, lie, lie again. Street -Corner Statuary. Grimsby Independent: Why do emu stand on the street corners anyway? There are but two proper places for boys on Sun- day nights, and those are "at home" and at church. If you don't want to go to church stay at home. If you don't want to stay at home go to church. But if yon really will not or cannot do either of those, for goodness sake go for a walk or a ride, or go crazy, if you like, but don't stand on the street corners and squirt tobacco juke Mothers, have pity on your pale and suf- fering daughters. Their system is "run. • down," and if neglected the consequences may be fatal, Dr. Williams' Pink Pills will bring back their rosy cheeks and health and strength. She Mad the Last Word. New York Herald: Wool—What is the trouble between yeu and Miss Menai? Ven Pelta -I spoke to her without an in- troduction and the told Inc I was no gentle - natal. I told her she was no judge. Wool --What did she sey to that! Van Pelt—She said it did not take one to tell. She Thought It Strange. , Cleriesa—Arid young Fieshleigh um Paget! ha yoa ? Ethel—lie has. Olariscia--Vadl, it is very strange. Ethel—Why is it strange? youtiee, they have always said that he would be taatel to suit. - --Nothing to/speak of—aur neighesee &fairs, pro- .