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The Exeter Times, 1891-12-17, Page 7HUMAN AND DIVIN BY 13. L, F-111,.TFQN. slot of "' Great Porter Square," ""The Mystery of M, Felix," "Bread Cheese and Kisses." Etc., Eta 1 std The First Link--StiDDlied by Mr. 111Enungtan. or Shepherd's 'W CHAPTER XXVIII.--(co;:TxNoED) the room, In about five minutes he came out—we were standing in the passage—and FROM VE SA.ME TO TAR SAME said to xaie, "Go o in, and areas year metres. My dear, dear George, --.The ball comes We hoth wentin, and withoutl•Iiss Haldano off the day after to -morrow, and for the last or I saying Dale word the dressing was cone, three days the Hall has been upside down. mended. The dressmaker talked ; she is It is to be the grandest affair that has ever married, she told me ; I pity her husband ; been given here, and any number of carriage she asdgt not Veal' one e. o, George, and mg people are he There makingarea three dnd a ladheart was too full for me to open my li�as to bandrssn the house, lay, a dinner hdand her. It was a beautiful dress, and it fitted ball dress for my yoeme lady, and she doesn't my young lady like wax ; there wasn't a bit take the• least interest at what they are of colour in her face ; she was like a lamb Redwood, tell you what her father had Mr. nein g to the sacrifice. But she was think- ing a l the time ; I saw that, and. I wonder - driving her into a trap. They don't say a single word to her about her white face and her unhappiness, and I can see that it is part of their plan. I inn writing this letter late at night, after everybody but mo is in bed. While I was attending to my youug lady, combing and brushing her haw, she said to me, all at once, with the teats nun- uing down her face, " Rachel, what am I to do?" I did not know how to answer her at first ; then I said quite boldly, and without waiting to ask myself whether I was right or wrong, "I should do, coy dear mistress, what my heart tells me to do ;-' and a minute afterwards I was frightened at what I'd said because it was like setting her more and more against her father. Presently she said, "If I were dead it would be better for them." I horst out crying myself at this, and then she forgot her own trouble, and tried to comfort me. That made me stop crying, because it showed me what aselfish wretch I was, What is my trouble compar ed to hers ? I've got a sweetheart that's true co me, and nobody is trying; to make me 'also to him. It made my heart ache to hear her ;may, " If I had a mother she would Advise and help me; but I feel, I feel I am loing right. To marry snob a anon --I would sooner be carried to my grave is it possible any father can knowr u said oth- uitepossible,thought I but I s d n , asked me to noth- ing. 1F'1 o h wasIi lied she E Ina.t b sit by her ;> little while, and she put out her hand --Oh, (George, it was as if I was the only, only friend she had ! "You will not leave me, Rachel?" she said. "leo, my dear mistress," I answered, " 1 will never leave yon. I will work my fingers to the bone for you 1" And I will, George, willing' ly, if it ever comes to it. She kept very ;met. holding my hand—think of her sweet- ness and goofiness, Merge, dear 1—and then she let it go, pretetidtug to bo asleep. But she wasn't; i= ,e did it for ane, fearing I might be tired, so I didn't go away at once, but waited a little longer, and smoothed her pillow, all wet with her tears, and went softly from her room. My own room is at the top of the house, and the window faces the lawn in front of the Hall. Just now, looking out, I saw two gentlemen strolling up and down, smoking their cigars. They ere Mr. Haldane and Mie Redwood, put- ting their heads together for mischief. If I could only hear what they were saying But what goal would it do? There 1 1 must stop, or I shall he writing a lot of nonsense, Good night,. dear old George. Didn't I tell yon once you had better give me up, and look out for some girl who won't be such a worry to you? \S'ull, you had better. It is very wielced of me to go on your shall ked >'life.I eosin on out p t p >;y on loving you, though ; I can't help that, but 1'll keep away from you. What the eyes don't see the heart doesn't grieve at. With true love to you anti your goad father lam always your unhappy ILA,CHEL. FROM GEOrt:E MIILINt;TON, LONDON, TO Damn. n. DxPROSE, CIIIDLuIc:1t ]?.'.RK. My dearest Rachel,—,lust received •r letter, and wnte a line before going to w sea What nonsense you do talk, my dear girl, about yon and me ! Give you up ! No more than yon will give me up. Don't be so low spirited ; everything will comp right. I cau see that things aro coming to a crisis with Miss Haldane, and that something of the greatest importance will soon take place. I do sincerely pity her, and I should bo a selfish follow indeed if I did not admire you for your loyalty to her. You are staunch to her; yon will be staunch tome. What better proof could I have? Only, my. dear girl, if you cannot prevent things you must not let them break your heart. That, would be foelish—and not fair tome, because your heart belongs to me. I beg to inform you that it is my property, and you must take care of it. The dressing table is finished, I am planning a wash -stand to match. I must be off; can't afford to lose more than half an hour. With love that will never change and never grow less, Your true sweetheart, j GEORGE. Fro tI Rno1IEL DIrsosE, Cann:r rxcu PARK, TO GEORGE MIrmilea o:T,Lo?rno r. My dear,old George,—You are foolish to be so obstj'nate, but 1 must nob blame you for it. No other girl would. But, George, what is:ho use of your going on making things eat will never come in use ? Isn't it a e ste of wood? And to work my name in tax in too ! That is more foolish still, unle, you can meet someone else named Ran el that you would like to propose to; the there would be some excuse for you. Bu I must not writoaabout myself and you, be ed what- was in her Intl. About twenty minutes past eight Mr. Haldane knocked at the door, and asked if size was ready. " In five minutes, sir,"said the dressmaker. He came again then, and sending the dress- maker away—he is a proud gentleman, and hates a scene --he called Aft. Redwood in, In carne that scot ion, with the met magnificent bouquet that ever was seem II smiled and bowed, and offered the bouquet to my mistress ; site did not look at him• " Take the ileivers, Agnes," said Mr. Hal. dans., If a steel tongue could speak the voice would be like his. My yoiwg lady. turned to him for just one moment, and then took the bouquet, Then the scorpion of%red her his arm. " Agnes I' cried Mr. Haldane. and alio put her fingers on the scorpion's arm. Then they left the room, and I tidied it up, and the dressmaker came back with the ball dress and arranged it. I went down to the kitchen, and all the servants were talking about Miss Haldane, and say- ing she looked like a corpse. I held my tongue, and let them talk. I heard that my young lady and Mr. Redwood wereengaged, and that the e..g;agement would he aunouuc' ed that night bar Mr. Haldane at the bailor the supper. Dinner was over at half -past ten, and my young lady ea me back to dress for the ball. It was s ai,l an the kitchen that word all roti she never spoke a i through tbedin- fi per, and that she dill not totrii a morsel of food. She looked like it, faint, weary and sick, and yet with ,:tn.'thin in her face that 1 couldn't un"ierstand. It w:ts nearly twelve o'clock bafore she was dreeteditzetin, and then the scorpion appeared, this time alone, with another inagnitiecnt bouquet, which he Werra to her with the seine de- testable smile and bow. He didn't cone J into the room, but stood in the passage by the open door, waiting to take pvseession of her, as if she was his property. She took no more uotiee of him than elle did before, and it was only when her father came and ordered her that she took his bouquet and his arm. Before she left she whir Bred to mc, Don't go to bed, 'Rachel." I did not mean to; I intended to wait up for her, as it was my duty to do, but 1 think she was afraid she would find herself alone when the ball was over. Don't forget, George,. that I didn't see what I am going to tell you ; itis only what I heard afterwards, but Iani sure it is all true, and exactly as I describe. alias Haldane den' ed only one deuce, and that by compnleion. The seorpion was her partner, Sbo pleaded illness, and '1 dare say there were gentlemen who saw she was suffering, and dill not press her ; but her re- fusal drove Mr. Haldane anti passionate fits of temper which drew attention to him. All this time, as I hoard the scorpion never once showed that ho ems in any way angry ; all that he tried to show was that my young lady was his property. It others had pity for her, he had none. He did not leave her side, and did not dance with any other lady. At about three o'clock in the morning, when the supper room was full of people, Mr. and Miss Haldane and Mr. Redwood being there next to each. other, Mr. Redwood said some- thing quietly to Mr. Haldane, and was heard. to say, " It is uxy wish." 'I lien Mr. Haldane got up to make a speech, and everybody was quiet. He asked them to fill their glasses; and wheu this was done he said, " This ball is given in celebration of an event which I have the happiness to announce to you. It is the engagement of my daugh ter and Mr. Louis Redwood, and 1 ask yon to drink to their health and happiness." Well, just as they were about to drink my young lady rose, aud held out her arms,. and they waited to hear what she had to say. She spoke in a very low tone, but they say that every word was distinct. " My father is mistaken," she said ; " Mr. Redwood and I are not engaged." They put down their glasses, and looked at each other, not knowing what to make of it. Mr. Redwood never lost countenance. He smiled and said they must have observed that Miss Haldane was not well ; the fatigue of the night had been too much for her, and he asked them to excuse her. Then he offered her his arm to take her to the ball room, and she turned ber back upon him, and ac- cepted the arm of another gentleman, but she had not gone two steps before she sank to the ground fainting. She was carried to her room, ,where I was waiting for her, and in a few minutes she recovered her senses. She remembered perfectly all that had oc- curred, and when her father came to the room she answered him quite sensibly, and so firmly that I wondered more and more at her. He wanted hertoreturnto the company, but she would not. First he begged, then he stormed, but it was all no use. She would not go back. At last he said, " You cannot base you say when I do I write nonsense. be in your right senses ; I will talk to you to - I clo"'t mean that. It is only that I morrow ;" and bounced away. " Don't leave me to -might, Rachel," my young lady said to me when we were alone. There was no need for her to ask me a second time ; I was only too glad to stop with her. So I put her to bed, and as she begged me to do so I lay down by her side, and we were soon asleep. She went to sleep first ; I think she was happier because she had made up her mind to something. I got up pretty early, and when she woke I had a cup of tea reedy for her. We had breakfast together —she asked me to have it with her—and then a servant came with a message from her father that he must see her at once in her study. " Tell my father I will speak to him hero," she said, aud when the servant was gone slie told • me to go to the inner room, not considering perhaps that I could hear every word that passed between them. 1 did as I was told, and presently her father came to her. ' " Now," he said, and his voice grated on my ear like the scraping of a knife, "be good enough to explain the meaning of your conduct last night." " I think, papa," she answered, " that you should give me an explanation of yours. Why did you tell the people that I was engaged to Mr. Redwood ?" "11 is the truth;" he said, and she said quite boldly—it was as muoh as I could do to keep from clapping my hands--" It is not the truth, papa." "" How dare you say that to ode," he cried, very furious, "` when you know it is my %visb?" " I dare, papa," she said, " because ucthing on earth can ever force the to marry Mr. Redwood, If yen. know what I know about him you would not r•ish Ino to marry him. You would abhor him, as I do." _" I know everything about him," Mr. Haldane said, " You can- not, papa," she said, " I can, and do," he said. " You are committing a, crime by opposing'tne" "I should ba committing a °rune,"she said," "if I accepted bine He knows my feelings towards him, and is a coward for torturing me as he as doing." " Ile is not torturing you," her father said ; " be to my friend, and will continue to be my friend if you Ito as I wish. You have some silly, romantic nations is your head and it is time enei got rid of then, There must be an end to this nonsense. You do not know what is best for you ; Ido ;. •:cud I say you will be a happy woman when you are Mrs. Redwood," "That," said any young lady, "I will never be. I will rather beg my bread in the streets," "It may cornetts that," said Mr. Haldane, Well, they went on talking, Mr. Haldane fuming and begging, and she keep- ing firm. At last he said, "Tell me plainly what your objection is to air: Redwood?" <T lavallierethan one or/ ejection,'" xan , ,. she said. " Even if I loved him, which I do not, and never shall, he has acted towards a poor girl in a manner so base anal tlislionourebte that I would pever again take his hand in friendship," " asked you to speak plainly," her father said, "Read this," she said, aud I heard the rustling of paper, ani knew she was giving him the unsigned letter she had received about Ala. Redwood and that Honoria. Pverything was quiet while he read it; then hernia, "" This is the work of a seoundrelwhobeeagrudgreagainsten. honour - gentleman. Ile shall answer for himself." He went away, and Dame ha°k soon with Mr. Redwood himself. While he was gone I was in a parole what to do; I ought to have told my yeung lady that I could hear all that was said, but I don't Wed saying that I was i urioua to hear the end of it. l dare say I was wrong in remaining where 1 was, but the mischief as dome, and can't be undone ; and I don't repent now doingrvhat I did. "" Mr. Redwood,'" s:eid DIr. Haldane to my young lady, " will tell you that the letter is a tissue of falsehoods," " Quite false, I assns year," said Mr. Redwood, in his smooth voice, " and now we will forget what is past. Why did you not tell me of this letter before? It would have explained what I bane never been able to underataud —why you refused me." My young lady answered very steadily, but in slower tone. y'ly father puts me to shame by bringing you here, and speaking of theletter. Iean- not diacass it with you. 1 here told you repeatedly, Mr. Redwood, that youra"tteut- ions are distasteful to tae. I beg ygouunt to persecute me any longer." " All's fai€ in. love aud war," aaid Dir. Redwood. "That I have proposed to you heaven kuowa how many times is the strongest roof I can give of my love and devotion. Honour me by accepting my hand and fortune. Voir the last time, Mr. Redwood," said my young lady, " I decline your proposal," ., You can't deny,' said Mr. Redwood, after a lit- tle pause, he was speaking now to Mr. Hen done, " that 1 have nettle a good fight of it. I give you twenty-four hours. If you can bring your daughter to reason within that time I standto my offer. If not, I moat leave the matter in the hands of Lamb and Freshwater." T eaught the names quite distinctly. Lamb and. Freshwater. George, dear, ask your father to toll ma who tenth and Freshwater are. They are nice names; they ought to be nice people. 1 mid see without looking—aud there was a keyhole handy—the look Mr. ITaidnue gave my young lady beforeheleft the room wit i Mr. Redwood. I didn't go back to her at once, and it was lucky I didn't, because her fath- er returned almost directly. " !lave very feat words to sayhe said to her. to you," ' "If you do not consent to accept Mr. Red turn on. wood before this time to -morrow T y from my house. You will find another home ; this will be no loner open to you." " I will never marry Mr. Redwood, papa," said the poor young lady. " You have one day to decide," said. Mr. Holden°. "1 have decided, papa," said my young lady very sweetly. " Forgive me." But he turned away savagely from her, and slammed the door behind him. bABATT'S LONDON ALE 41111 STOAT, AWARDED GOLD NBA AT INTERMTIONAL EXHIBITION. JAMAIOA, 189. Only Gohl Medal Awarded for Ale to Canadian or United States Exhibitors, JOHN .NADA and another whenwe London. I mast tU be to ret send you my love, and your father, too, though 1 don't see what is the good of it,--- Youraffeetionatesweetheart, Keener.. v x : 0 T; , T CJ: (ati CO x A l ) i try,ng to write with a light heart when gine is very heavy.; I have some very serious news to tell you. The ball came off last night and nobody who was there will be likely to forget it. ' ;,Mr. Simpson says it will get into thepapers. Why should it ? It is not their business. I suppose the men who write for them are like Mr. Simpson, always poking and pry - in . about. didn't hear and see everything I am. lug to tell you, but everybody seems to. ow all aboutit. You said that something the greatest importance would soon take ce. George, it has. never saw such a lot of people at the as kept coming, all day yesterday. A many came early,and every room was A lot of servants came from Louden elp; You should have seen the flowers, treorge. The place was a perfect bower. There was agrand dinner at half -past eight o'clock. At half -past seven my young lady was not dressed. She was sitting in her room •six her morning dress, and I was waiting by; one of the dressmakers was there as well. You will be late, Miss Haldane," the i\My testing lady slid not -ker went away, and Mr. Haldane. sked,'ancl his " Papa," she. sent' us from Very Polito, " Oda Ned Phillpot 1" the justice ask- ed,t ddressi,ig a little nappy -headed negro. Yes, salt, thaukee, et you please. " Been drunk again l" Yes, soli, that/item" " Been here seine tentimes within the Inst yea', haven't yeti ?;, " Yes, tall, thankee, 'bleegedi ter you." " When are you going to quit " Dean' knew, tuanikoe, salt." " 1 believe I'll send yon to the workhouse for twenty-five days." "a Thankee, " Look here, what makes you so polite ?" " Iiain't help it, thanker, soh ; born in nae, I reekous." WeUI, I think I'll let you off this time. Politeness ought to be rewarded." "" Bleeged teryer, teat, thankee," When the little old negro +vas gone the .lnotice said : " There can't helpbut be same m tttle good in so polite a att. le may be a drunkard, buk glut—" "What are yon looking for, Judge : some one asked. Why, that red silk ltaitdkerchief. It was lying on this desk a moment ago," The little old negro walked along the street, a Die yew haukerchuek is good fur two drinks," said lie.—felrkaissaw Traveler, This long letter is not written all at once, George. Whenever I could snatch a few minutes I have sat down to it, anti there has bean a good deal to do, Georg" dear. and there is something yet to tell that will startle ycu. When I went in to my young lady 1 ex- pected to find her all of a tremble, but I was surprised to see that she was calm. I didn't give her credit for being so brave. There's no knowing what women are capable of when they're put to it. When I was little I used to wish T was a man, but I don't wish that now, aud perhaps you don't either, though what's the use of my being a woman —for you George, I mean—I'm sure I can't say. I am afraid, dear, that.we're farther from each other than we've ever been before. I told my young lady thatl had heardevery- thiug, and she said she had not thought of it when she asked me to go to the inner room. " But I need not trouble to toll you now, Rachel," she said. " You beard what my father said, and I leave made up my mind what to do." Then and there she told me. that. she was going to leave her father's house the very next morning—that is to- morrow, George—and intended to go to London and try to live there. "But hew, my dear mistress,' 1 asked, ""lxow will you geta living in that place?" " 0," she answered, "I can paint,I can draw, I can sew, I can teach. Mr. Millington "—y our good father, George --"once told me that there were a hundred ways in London that a young girl can get a living by, and I shall go and try and get mine. Perhaps by and bye my father will forgive me." Now, George, upon this what did I do— what clo you think I did ? You dear old man, I am sure you will guess. I told my young lady that if she went to Loudon I would go with her, and live with her. If sho would allow me, and work, for her, whether she would allow me or not. Tae idea of her working for herself ! She doesn't know what is before her; I do, although I've never been in London. She wouldn't con- sent to it at first, she wouldn't as much as. listen to it, but I said it would not be right or proper for her to live in London all by herself, and that she must have some one to look after her, and who could do that better than I' oould ? I told her if she re- fused me T would go without her permission, andlive in the next room to hers, and that I would never, never leave her till she was happily settled. And at last, George,she. consented ; and site kissed ine, and said such beautiful things to me, and we had a good cry together, aud so it is all settled, 1 am going to run oat and post this letter, and I will say good bye, to the Hall. Now don't you clo anything so foolish as Ito conic here for the purpose of taking us to L ondon. I know that is what you will want' to do, but we shall be gonebefore you coi.e, so. wait till you hear from me again e -Winch will -be the day after you get this ; because, George, dear, I shall write',yon another letter from Chudleigh, perharslate to -night, For Over Fif'cy Years. Mas. 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