HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1890-10-3, Page 6THE BRussuLe POST',
STRA GELY WEDDED,
A 'Thrilling Story or Romanoe fat Adventure,
CHAPTER L • cover mart le: laid. lie will probahly ma
to luncheon."
Aud whoa the vas left :done, Indy Ons
titwAnn, J3 Inviss ricoviDENtic. 1 coigne knew Itt-th past atal pies, nt as clearb
as
if she had been Dr. Trrytir himself sh
' know wl, v ,tJ many men who had loved he
1 Twain ifoorthoughter Mod eiddee away impelee
i and tlisappoiuttel, she saw it all plainly en
• ough ienr and she went straight past thc
11 boudoir door to her own roomena never pu
8 I in au appointee° •until ihe lunelebell rang.
lifitantune Lady Coestanee had gene un
ettepiciously to her visitor and freuel,
, stead ,,f a pertly :Ad Bishop, en eager eye(
broad ehouldered man who held out tw
tremblieg hands and came to meet. her witl
I two eager werds upon his y trg
' I -my dunes," and foe aeswer Lady Con
' stance, went to hint without any pretenCe
ehynesstiko a child to ite mother.
I "I did not know who it was," she said,
with a daddenin her vette,
ena by and bve when her ladyship tame
itt! Otto Itt vith entstretehol liamb
.Lady Coustanee corbel, ',limber, you knew
"James told me," she answered, and then
she looked rather hard nt her (laughter and
held out her hand.
um eo happy, :Mother," Lady Cenetance
e most on ha ma eat the eht aeme,
The yellow haven() ceemetIon from t hat doom.
TI e chill of death reigued over th
Biehop's house Epiecopal Pal(tee at Munk
hatupton, the awe of a meat change Imo
fallen over the old eity. For on the previon
clay, Edward, by Divine ProVidenee, Lorc
Iliehop of the Dirweee, bad beet -carried tr
bis last lo»g home In the Cloisters of hi
Cathedral Chmelt,
The townefollt heel scarce as yet begun tc
-wonder who %meld be the new Bishop. They
were full of the quiet scholarly gracei of tic
xleparted prelate -they had forgotten to
often they had blamed him for not barite;
been more prominent among them, for heing
am &le Ale, so full of humility and all those
aneek qualities which, as a loud of sop to Om
consciences, we make a leant of attributing
to Christ, and which almost universally se
utterly despise ie the men I Yes, they had
forgotten all the irritations, the petty ir-
ritotioue td. the pan ; their spiritual tel
sanctified hy great sufferings had beeenne
them it dear saint in glory, whose blameless
life anew, them would be a bright beacon
to guide them on that dark road whieh
we must all tread one dae.
Perhaps there ism, ironV se caustic as the
irony of events I A great spiritual lord was
looming in the distance, the notfardistance,
--who evould he in mist things what the good
'folk of Blankhampton had wished in him who
had just left them ; a big heavy -jowled Man
of great dignity of bearing, ponderous and
arrogant, a patron of Christianity rathee
than a serveut of Christ ; a man who would
/nuke it rule of being pronnnent among his
people, who would be their superior in things
of earth as well as in things of heroven, a man
who would seldom try tol,o affable aced if he
did would invariably make all beholders
-wish fervently that he would not, a man of
the world worldly, a Bisluns of Society, not
the society of his own See but that portion
:of the world which is called the" Upper Ten
Thousand," and is commonly spelt with a
captial 8.
.As yet, however, Blankhampton was en.
troubled by the personel attributes of Bi•
shops still to tome; it mourned him who was
just gone, and over the Palace wherehe had
held gentle sway during nearly fifteenhappy
and peaceful years there still hung the diin
shadow of his departed presence, a cloud of
sweeten and wos.
It was not generally known that Bishop
'Trevor, as already they had begun to call
him, had every romantic history. The little
world of Illankhampton knew that be had
been celled early to the dignity of the Beneh,
that he had married a lady of title immedi-
ately on his taking up Ms new office, a lady
who had once been beautiful and young but
who was then some tive or six and thirty
years old. They had seemed very happy
together and after two years Lady Constance
bore her lord a son, and in giving birth to
the child her own meek and gentle life had
slipped away,
The child flourished and throve apace ;
the nurse who had charge of bin, was in
time succeeded by a governess and the gov-
erness by a tntor, aucl when Jack Tre-
vor was a little over twelve years old
the Bishop, after many months of intense
suffering, died, and no other mistress had '
ever come to take the place of the gentle
middle-aged bride who had come home to
the Palace nearly fifteen years before.
So innoli did Blankhampton know of the
whispered with a blush.
"betty Oascoigne- ' began the Bishop,
wheu od.e stepped hiul.
"I eu emit say nothing -I see it all, she
etAd. "You (hall talk to Lord Om:coigne
presently, Will you give me yone arm down
the staies 1"
It was not usual tor them to go down with
ceremony at that hour, and Lady Gascoigue
never felt the net rd an arm at any Otte,
but during the fee" steps they took together,
the Bishop understood that it wits all right
and that hie new honours had made the way
smooth end easy for him.
And the Bishop gave the intelligent James
a couple of sovereigns before be left the house,
to the further enlightenment of that Median
ary.
Well in due time they were married and
the bride went clown to Blankliampten. I do
not know what the good folk there had ex-
pected or desired, tut Lady Constan . e Tre-
ovr did not impress herself Very onech upon
them. Perhaps the dil not try to do no
Anyway, 10 10 certain that when she slipped
quietly out of life nobody seemed to think
that an irreparable loss had fallen upon the
13ishop-4hey thought it was a pity that the
baby, poor little thing, had not gone too, and
they. In/0e sure that the bereaved hushand
would marry again when the year was over,
and if they did not say it, they most of them
thought that it was to be hoped he would
marry a more energetic woman uext tMle,
Mit they knew notlimg of a terrible hour
when the gentle Bishop had knelt beside his
dying wife's bed, when he had watched the
life that was all the world to him, quickly
ebbing away, " Canty, Canty," -he Mu! al-
ways (tailed her Conty--" dont leave 100 -
don't leave me," lie can't.
" Dear Eddy," she aeswered, " I thiuk
I have to go ".-it was, oh ! such a faint,
faint voice-" But I'll wait in Heaven for
you mil -awl -you'll have the chill"
hIi1 come as you leave zee, Conty," cried
Ito poor Bishop in an agony of grief, with
the tears streaming down his face.
" That is M your hands, darling,"ehe said
tenderly.
It was soon over after that, and Blank.
hampton waited and waited for a new mis-
tress to reign at the Palace waited and
waited in vain ; no other woman ever came
to supplant the love of his youth, the dear
wife of his days of success, and Edward,
Lord Bishop of 131ankhampton, ots lie had
-matter but no more. They did not know promised went, when his thne mane, to seek
a)eatmany and many a year ago a eon of the his Conty the other world, as she had left
then Lord. Trevor had married for love and hint in this one.
in defiance of his father, and that their Bis-
hop was the only ohill of that marriage -
that he lived in poverty and educated his
"only son no one knew how; that Edward
Teevor had won scholarships as a boy, hail
worked himself through a 'Varsity career
CHAPTER IL
enn, aNn Boy.
"A boy's win is the wind's will."
Sunday came and went I An immense
congregation gathered in the Parish -es the
sethotzt costing his father a penny beyond Cathedral is familiarly called in Illankhamp.
eels modest tailor's bill,that he had work ed on , ton -to do the last honours to the dead
Irom point to point, until he beceme head 1 Bishop, and to listen to the address of eulogy
anaster of a great public school, and that as which was given by the Dean.
ayoung man he had met and worshipped In one eoruer of the Palace pew sat Lady
her who afterwards became his wife, and • Gascoigne -the Countess Dowager now -
/dared not ask her to marry him, partly be-
cause he had his own parents to support in
their older years and partly because Lady
Constance's people were such as would not
Iwillingly hear of their loveliest daughter
-marrying into what for her position would
.3;:e dire poverty.
Yet Lady Constance had given all her
heart to the straight -limbed gentle -eyed
young parson, who had mover set eyes on the
head of hishouse or seeu the home of his
.anoestors, and one gay or lordly lover miter
another went sadly away with "no" for an an -
Nver,and all the best years of her life wont by
waiting for what she had no hope might ever
come to pass. Dear, clear, what tender
romances there are sometimes in lives that
seem tooth outer world both common -place
mul uneventful, It happened ono fair June
morning that Lady Constance had been driv.
ing with her mother. They had been to see
her youngest married sister - they were all
married except Constance -and my hody, the
'Countess, had been expatiating on the sin-
gularity of Constance remaining so long a
spinster, "I menet tell how it is, Connie,"
shesaid, "you musthove been hard to please
-Margrect will not compare with you
loe an instant and she never was half so
agreeable or eo sweettempered, and yet she
is the Marchioness of Ormsby and you
are Constance Gascoigne yet,"
"I suppose I woos hard to please, clear
Mother," answered Lady Coestance, smthng
softly as her heart flew to a greet publics school
-which she had never seen -where he ruler'
supreme.
"Not but that I should miss you dread-
fully, Connie," my lady went on tenderly,
''buti I don't like to see Margaret's little
airs and greees anti—'
"Never inincl, dear Mother," said the
other smiling broadly now,
They reached home a moment later, a
handsome house in Grosvenor Square, iota a
tall servant in livery came to meet them,
"There is a gentleman, my lady," he said
-"the Bishop of Blankhampton-he asked
for Lady Constance,"
"I will go to him-" mid Leery Conetance.
""I daresay it is abont the Home of Rest.
You'll come, wan% yon, Mother ?"
"Presently detor, Cerry tny books into
the library, James."
The daughter went upstairs and the
mother went into the library,
"Shall 1 ley another cover for lunch, my
lady 1",Jarn os enquired.
1‘.1 think not, Jamie. We don't know
the Bishop of Blanithampton."
"Pardon me, my lady," James answered,
-"but he Moe been here several times. 100
snit to be Dr. Trevor,"
"Dr. Trevor---" and then hor ladyship
sat clown and stared tot the servant with ail
her °yea 'the 13ithop of —Really,
weeping copiously, as much ouL of genume
affection for him who was gone as for the
penile" remembrances of her deer lost
daughter which the past week had brought
back to her. And in the other oorner-his
accustomed placte-sat young Otoseoigne
Trevor, more commonly known as " Jack."
That service was a terrible ordeal for the
boy! He was only thirteen yeers old, and the
pew apportioned to the Palace MILS like the
corresponding one belonging to the Deanery,
to prominently placed that its occupants
were the observed of all observers. Every
sob that escaped his grandmother's li s tore
his heart afresh with an agony that was
tolmost past bearing, But onbothsidos lie had
COMO of a proud stock; he had inherited the
blood which tan go to the etake with s smilo
and tvill accept triumph or ruin without so
111U011 as 010 quiver of a single muscle. Ho
could not keep back the tears which woeld
force their way from under his unwilling
eye -lids, but he would have died before he
would have lifted a hand to wipe them
newly I
And when all was over he had to face the
ordeol of passing down the crowded nava
between the molts of eager spectatore, each
one seeming more anxious than another to
get a good look at tne Countess and the
Bishop's only son. What do you say, my
Reader ? That you don't believe that any
one would linger at such a time to gaze at
the fresh grief of the »ewly bereaved I Wel),
all I can say is that young .Tack Trevor
knew 13Iankhampton better Cum you do I
Ile, poor boy, re -called clearly mough, the
time two years before when the old Dean
had died, when the people in their anxiety
to miss nothing of such raree.show as three
heart -broken girls, bad not hesitated to
climb the three steps which led to the
Deanery pew o,nd hong on to the door so as
to get a really staisfying look at the sobbing
crape.shrouded figures dill kneeling with
thmr faces hidden in their hands I
fio Jack knew well enough that there woe
no escape for him, and he gave his slight
young arm to his zranitmother and passed.
steadily through the throng of people, his
face pale ae death, his eye"( dimmed with
tears, yet with his head well up in air, a
boy with the heart of a man I
The 'Bishop had left his eon to the guardian.
ship of his undo, Lord Chtscoigne, oouplocl
evith a wish that he should spend as much
time with his grandmother, Lady Gascoigne,
au that lady arid Jaok himself should wish.
'el should liko him to be as mttoh with
yen as poesible," ho had read to Lady
coigne the week before his death. "Ho is
a good boy, very brave and tretliful, told I
don't think you will find him meth trouble."
"rolciwttril," meld the old Count:wig steadily
"Jaek is the Very light of my old ago -my
4114'108f Lonnie s boy whom she hart KW Art you
you have surprised the. Certainly another my, he is bravo ano tru ful ; but if he
were not 11 he were hcrerld, es many bby
uf his loge core, 1 ovould still carry oetal
yoer wishes if redy eut of my gratitude t
yeti for hayieg lemothe beni, of lutslond
to my girl and bw it haviimput melt.
women lot her phew,"
now thought te
Rid.
persieted the old lady, " inau
men would have thought of it, most nom
would have thought ttf it fer after itw
lase ( mime, you must have beet:often lonel
and wretched, )lany a num tveuld hat'
9 The ready tears began to fill the chilffl
looety eyee, '' Oh ! dash," she eried-thei
o le" to midden impniee she ilung her arm
s ;them him ala held up her sweet little fac
r 0:: his. Dear, ,fflar :leek," she satl--"but
wen't, you want him droodfully ifor yeu
self 1"
Vc 111111%.8fty 1 8114i1," Jack outwore,
1 with m boy's delightful cumlour-"tti
e Cm:miles is very fond fa you met hell
married agoun became Um empty bee wa
too geievoue 101)50
nevee thought of it," repented th
Bishop and even Olt% lie aid 110i tel
her of that lasi. ata promise he had mad
hit Cmty 1 that was e. thieg betiveen bin
and her too seeped to repeat even to he
mother
Well, Lady Omeoigne and Juek went imel
le the Palaee and toed to eat a miserahl
meal, ended in the old Comore
going oirto her own room to keep quiet unti
time for the afternoon service at the Parish
and (leek Nauru and wretehed, not, liking
to go to the stablee, Its was usual with hin
after humheon on Sundays, found Meisel
somehow walking slowly and ainilesele
through the West (Meilen,
:Now the IA est Cowden WBS one of th
prettiest bits about the Pidace Jtock's mo
t her had loved it, and the Bishop heti been ne
euetotned to spend moony hours pacing slowly
up end down its iwatly-kept pathwees think
105 111 his sermons and his addresses to the
young -thinking often too of her who had
so often walked there hand in hauft with
him. So Jack, hallowed by thonghts (4 him
for whom his grief %vas yee fresh, found
himself AmIking among the brightheed
flower beds towards the hauk a the river.
Aud as he %yolked a voice called to him soft-
ly-
" ack," it said-" Jack."
:reek Trevor geickeeed hi$ footsteps no he
hood it. " Is it you, Ethel ?" he answered.
The garden at this point ended in to nay-
reW ehubbery, which 10 its turn led into a
rip rd meadow -hind which ran te the bank
(,1 the river. A little wooden gate led from
this shrubbery to the meadow, and tot this
gate when Jack, reached it he found the
owner of the voice standing.
" Oh Jack 0e01," sbe cried, "1 wanted
ao to see you -I did wiite, We are so sorry,
Jack, so sorry all of us. And I WII.S ill OM
PariS11 tiliS morning, Jack, and I cried
all the time,"
" Let's go amid sit on the bank, Ethel,"
said Jack holding out his baud.
So together they went, Jack and his/cloud
Ethel, and sat down on the river's bank in
the bright August sunshine, and as jack set
with his hand in hers --tot because they
were by way of being sweethearts or in the
habit of showing endearments towards one
another, but ray and solely because Jack
was in trouble -he began in sotne indefinable
way 10 be comforter). His grandmother
had toed with all her heart to comfort him,
it is true, hut with Indifferent success, far
every tear and. sob that escaped her lady-
ship had only seemed to rive the heart of the
boy more cruelly. Lady thoscoigue was big,
, and so -to sloppy, yes, I know 11'0 a vulgar
I word, yet nothing else seems to express her
' so well. Her tears wore so ready to flow,
her tongue was incessant, her reminiscences
agonising, Ethel leas difibrent, she was so
gentle and so pretty, she hood known the
Bishop everso much better than his mother-
in.law had done, She mourned for hitt
with all her true and tender childish heart,
yet tears did not have the effect of flurrying
her %elude face as always happened with
Lady (mac:mole-teen only made her eyes
look like forget.tne-nots Mier a shower of
ram.
" Mother says, Jack," said Ethel present -
t oat eon trill be going away from the
Pelage now."
505 I am going to live with 113y grand-
mother," he answered.
"In London?"
"Will you never come back to Blan ahamp-
ton again ?"
"Oh ! yes, some day." It was a subject On
whlch jUSt then Jack was very loth to enter ;
bee if the very young are good comforters,
sometimes they prove themselves unconscious
inquisitors of the first degree. All uncon•
sciously Ethel went on.
" \Yhen do you think, Jack ?"
"I don't know. I shall mime back when I
have a chance. I should have had to 50next
month iu any ease."
"Yes," Ethel sighed -"Boys do hare to go
to sehool-but I missed you awfully last
year ; and I shall miss you now, I know."
happier down hero than he would be it
oJaek," said h..1litel, "I will take care o
rInfutlin1al,,11T'11°';too.':ovil:11;11",1 been ten years olde
1 he would have had a tender little remark tc
e make thew -"Happy Crummice," or some
O thing of that kind; es it was he rather rough
✓ ly-Mr him - ,lisc'egagc d lihneelf front elo
tender elasp (,1 the elingieg arms, and tor
c himself tovay Willi ell a hoy's aversion to any
e thing approauhing te01 seem',
s "Olt 1 iaresity Lruettoolo t'etI ttotnl, he'l
1 itet a very good time," he said gruffly, thei
, went bath to 1 tv Mace through the 8/11.1/1)
bery and the Woe thorclee, leinkieg hard tt
I keep the tears which wood(' come into his
f eyes, from falling.
• When lie reached the house he found the
carriage at the door and Lady 1 Inseoigne
e just coming clown the stairs, lotting oh 1 no
large and so hot in her voluminous crape.
• laden garments that the ltt,y's heart fairly
, sank within him at the prospect of eitting
- through &pother Nervier: at the Parch,
However, happily the afternoon service at
the Parish is not a very long one -just the
evensong and an anthem, and while his
grandmother 10:05 settling herseli in the ear.
liagu. Jack had time to rep upstairs and
hello Rene cold water into hie Arash•Inisin,
into whielo he plunged bis quivering fate, A
;,cocai rub with a neigh towel made him look
, almost himself egain, lona in two minutes
he hail brushed Ids fair hair into a smooth
wave aeross his head and was downstairs
• agaiu.
And the Parish was fuller than it had been
in the morning even :1)011 11.1111 women were
strouling three .leep lathe broad centre aisle,
ana fit groups about the centers of the state.
ly ohl peooe, and as mem as Lady Claseoigne
and Jack were seatea, a verger came to to$k
in an egonized whisper whether he might 1111
up the temainiug stalls in their pew toe usual?
Lady Gee:hie:1e assented, ofcourse.-she had
a hooey crape veil behind which to bide
her mare -mei immediately three newt
yoeng soldiers were put between her and
.Jack. Jack was thankful. He knew them
all, Moil seen them ttt his father's troble several
times (Ind he Ithew that they would Dot stare
at ben unmercifelly as three women would
have done.
However, the service passed off better then
noight have been expected. Lady thoseoigne
clid not begin to weep until theanthem began;
even then she only wept softlyand noiseless-
ly.
'The ernes of the righteous are in the hands of
(toil
And there shall no torment tench them,
,Tn Toe sight of the nowise t itt uem 10 (lie ;
Alld lhstr clepart ere 1 tekeh fur misery, but
they are in peace."
Theo iollowedSpolir's "1 llest are the de-
parted,' and thee the yongreption subsid.
ed into 1.11(11` seats while the offertory \511,8
collected. In is than ten munites after
that Saab was leadmg his grandmother
through the crowd once more , and the
dreadful day of piffle suffering was over.
Looking leek in after years'Jack Trevor
ahvays declared that his reel boyhood end -
°d on that day, that he then became rt man
in reality' although he had but the form of a
boy. In truth at that thne he was his
grrondmother s chief stay and comfort. And
it was well that it
Gascoigne, loeing I
of gout, had not
"You will have Mary Btornfylde—" he
began. '
"Yes -but Mary Banifylde likes dolls."
with conteinpthous empluosis on the word,
and she screams if she sees a rat, and a
womp sends her out of her mind. She cloesn't
know how to bait it fish-hook nor climb a
tree nor -nor anything !"
"Oh! well, Mary is a duffer, there's no
doubt about it," jack said in a tone of quiet
conviction -"There's Dolly Tennant -she's
no good, she's such a mean little thing ; end
there is Lucy Vivian, she isn't much better,
Well really, Ethel, unless you can pot up
with the Lawrences, I clon't see what you
will do."
"I can't bear the Lo.wrences," cried
Ethel.
'They'll be better than nothing," said
Jack -"amid when I get my holidays perhaps
Mrs, Morditunt will ask me do ,en hero -toed
I'll tell you what I'll do, Ethel, I'll ask
Granny to invite you to stay with us in Lon.
don or W1I000V01. we are,"
"Will you, Jack ? 011 ! that will be
lovely. I know Mother will ask yon down
here -I'll get her to ask Ltody Cboscoigne be-
fore she goes. I know she will."
"So in Intehnlyet eager V0i088, the
children laid thew plans for the future, and
presettly a servant caste in search of
Ethel.
"reliss Ethel," he said, breaking in upon
their talk -"the onistress has gone to g
ready for servile."
"Yes 111 come in James, thank you,"
Ethel answered -she was a very polite little
son!, whom the servants about the CMG
worshipped. "Aro you going to service,
Jack ?" she asked as James Owned away.
0111 yes."
"Is Lady Gamoig•ne going ?"
"Yes -at least I believe so,"
Ethel pressed a little 'lower to him,
"jack," she said in an a%vedvoice-"Waen't
it awful this morning 1"
Jaek could not, her', shiveri»g in spite of
the bright sunshine which was (streaming
down upon them, "Yes, if, was -horrible,"
he answered.
" People thenk it interesting to eeo any
000 tronble," said Ethel, with unconsoious
irony-" and inetead of looking. the other
way, as they ought to, they atom as if it
ems peepshow"
" Yes," said. Jack.
Moro was a moment's silanee-alreeuly
they were walking along the pa:downy rum
ning through the shrubbery which divided.
the Wane grounds froin the grottoes of the
CHIN and os they reached tho little gets
thietigh which .rames had juse rood, jack
turned to his friend, Ethel," he
etold-" look here -Ian going to leave yott
my bull -pup."
was so ; for her son, Lord
aid tipnit,,fith a bad attack
been e to go clown to
Illankluompton even for the funeral, end,
eecessarily, it was imperative for the execu-
tors to lose no time in ananging the 13iSh op's
Weirs and in deciding which of his belong-
ingswere to he kept for his son anti whit:lover°
to be sold, as be had directed, by auction.
But at the end of a week Lady Gaseoigne
had arranged almost everything, hacl scapftr.
toted the pretty modern furniture which
the dead Bishop end Conty lad bought, from
the stately suites of carved oak, bleak tond
shining with the polish of years, which be.
longed to the Palace, she had set aside all
the most valuable of her daughter's wedding
presents and all her jewellery, antitheft had
been packed ready to be taken to her house
in London. The horses were all delivered
over to the tender mercies of a local dealer
and were to be sold during tho following
week, with the exception of a particularly
leondsome grey cobwhich had been for several
years a great favorite of the Bishop's and
which Lady Gaseoigne thouptwould besuit.
able for Jack to ride. And last but certain.
ly not least, the evening before Jack and
Lady Gaseoigne were to leave the Palace,
the boy went over to the Cliff° to take
Commies, the Mill -pup to his new home
and mistress.
"You know, Jack," said lethol's mother,
"I really don't think- a bull.pup is quitc the
dog for a little girl of ten years old -but
Ethel has set her heart upon Crummles so I
suppose I must give in."
"Oh ! yee, Mother," cried Ethel.
"Oh 1 yet, Mrs. Mordaunt," echoed Jack
vistfully.
It was perhaps a little hard on him I.
lave his porting gift to his old playfellow
ond friend regarded in the light of a person-
al favour towarde him rather than from him,
He had given Ethel his clearest possession,
1, bull -pup of the tette Match= strain, 110
lad offered it after a fierce struggle with
ihnself, and had with difficulty kept him.
elf from going back on his word, giving as
a pretext his doubt that Crumudes would
ettle 111 0 now home or the coachman's feat
hat the clog was notyeb over the distemper,
And then to have his precious pup received
ne if lie were being .gtven a grudging homs
ut of charity to lum and kindness to thr
iver I Well, it was hard, and that ha
viten grown-up people are often so stupid
nd so unseehig. If Mrs. Morditunt had
enlisted the depth of unselfishness and
lability which had their home within young
nek Trevor's bosom, lier lino of notion
tont that clay would have been so different
hat this etory probahly could never have
een written for the simple mem that it
vould not lutve been there to write. As it
vas she heel yielded to Ethel's entreaties
nd understood nothing that was going en
it thc boy's heart. Ethel dicl, but at that
noment Ethel hardly counted, Jack only
MOW that the wae tho pluckiest little chum
ra Mel over had.
"He's a nice boy," mid Mrs. Mordattnt to
ler husband a little later -"but really I am
ot altogether soery that he is going away,
lthotigh it is true that we shall never get
ech to neighbour its the dear Bishop again.
110 10015! 18 getting toe wild as a hawk,
tore like a boy than a girl."
"She might be worse," remarked Major
Mordaunt, who had always been n !pent
riond of .Jaelt Trevorai-othe boy ]e as
meat as the day and as pluelcy as—"
"Oh I yes, yes," lois wife broke in -"Ing•
hero are other things to consider in a girl's
raining than those,"
"Wm," mettered the Major -"I don't
=OW so mtich about that -honesty and
luck melte a very docent ground work-Ve
-ry decent, my bee"
(se eic maseitOntel,)
e), 18
YOUNG FOLKS,
TACIU
()Weide the wind was howling am though
101 the bad ooit imliffevent smelts litel leen
he loose, loud were holding o carnival In
mid nice The ehutt ore r01 Ilo a ; tho hoot
mealy against tin; window panes; the 11.00.1
creaked and moulted, end deal' long, Imre
breuelem mute straggling ropiest the house
with a creeping, grating sauna that was un-
canny.
Nut ineide all was light and warmth. A
Might fire glowing in thc, grate sent rays of
ligh t and 001...0 of warmth into the corners
of the rootn; the ellr1R1118 were drawn, and
everything 1ooket1 bright ttnd homelike here,
in spite of " wind ana weather,
Jo foot of the fire, on low ottomans, and
neetling m the hoorth rug, wets four grave
liOde f011(8, fillently gazing inth the fire, As
silence Wal4 llUt their strong point, there was
something remarkable In it.
" Why, what, is the matter with my pots
tliat
1:re so quiet ? Holding to Quaker
intoting" 0 papa:papa I Have yon come? When
did you come 9 1'm so glad ; so glad ; so
glad. '
Such a clime of screeches end screems ;
such an avalanche of kisses and begs as be.
fell ma. I was soon eomfortably etucconeed
by the fire, and then said :
" Well, why was the immn so quiet when
I entered?"
" 0, papa, Bess said she was afraid, and
believed there were ghosts around -I here
WO113 SUCh singular 110100S 011tS11.10.1 didn't
belleVO her thoegh, and told her she wee a
goose. Don't you think so too 9" replied
Jack.
" But what made you so quiet ?"
" 0 we were jutt kind rethinking it over,
you know."
" So my little Bessie thinks there aro
ghosts abont does she 9 What put that into
her head 9"
'0, peoa it is smelt a dreadful eight; and
this alt ernoon jack read such a dreadful
st(I.Y.L'S 1 blaster Jerk again I And he is
the youeg 011111 who has been calling Ins
sister a goose because she was nervous. I
told you not to read such stories to yew.
sisters,"
" IL wasn't so very had, and I didn't
suppose she would be so silly as to get
frightened over it. She didn't say a word
until night. But I'm sorry, and DI
promise net to do no again. And now,
papa, please tell us a stooge won't you ?
It will make Bess forget what a 140, it
is."
'‘.0 pepa, please do !" chimed in all the
rest,
" I clon't believe Jack meant to to
naughty ; don't scold him any more," came
softly from the region 51my shoulder.
And WB 010 W11,110 II story.
" But I've told you every story I ever
read, heard, dreamed or manufactured, over
and over again."
"0, papal, you surely havn't," piped up
Jack, " Tell us it real true story about when
you were a boy. Tell us abont the wolves.
I've heard you say there 15 ere wolves around
here when you were small."
"0 papa, please not that kind ofactosittc.neyr
tomight (Incu
d ft rly head nestle
down on my glint -Oder. "It sounds as if there
is a whole pack of wolves around the house
now,"
" Pooh 1 Bess is rofreid again. I tell you
I'm glad I ain't a girl. Nothing will hurt
you Bess ; go on with n, wolf story, papa
said the irrepressible Jack, as he described
several somersaults on the hearth rug.
" What a little heathen you aro Jaelc
What other unpleasant thing besides ghosts
and wolves wilt you think of ? How unbe-
coining ft is for you to tumble about in such
a style iu the presence of your sisters 1 And
Bessie clear, if I tell the boys of the wolves
(although Jack doesn't deserve anything)
Otto story will not be very terrible, Wolves
are not as terrible as many sup-
pose, In fact, a silt& wolf rarely attacks
humankind, and a little child would not be
in great danger from a loue wolf. It is
only in the winter when they am in packs
and nearly starved that they attack human
beings. A single wolf, when not hungry, is
a very cowardly, sneaking sort of an tonim.
"Well, I don't mind hearing of them if
they never ate any one," said Bessie, rais-
in her head.
"They most certainly clicl not eat any orm
-or at least not to my knowledge in this
part of the country, although they ate a
ember of seeep.
"The &milers used to build high slanting
fences around the stook yards, within which
they kept the sheep nights, along with the
mottle, Then when Mr. Wolf got into the en.
elneere,which he sometimes did, he could not
get back over the high fence sloping inward.
Then the cattle, thinking him a stray dog,
would kill him, or at least keep Min from
hurting the sheep.
"One learning my father came in and re-
ported that auto large sheep wits dead out
by the tarn- killed by a wolf. Father set
temps for that wolf, but never caught him,
When your go andfather first come to this
et/entry (on A -di 1st, 1701) this pretty
valley was merle eovered with woods, the
only clear seotsa ing Indian corn patches
here and there. It en the woods were full
of animals, Beers D., cl wolves wore abun-
dant, and deer roamed "earlessly about.
As I was the youngeet. of a large family,
Otto country was partially deared in my
earlier recollectioe, and most of the wild
animals wore gone ; but I have heard my
father tell a meat, many stories dills adven-
tures.
The impotent% Jack here burst in c "I
wish I had livocl then 1 I would have just
slayed the wolves and beam and deers.
That woeld have been (list glorious. What
fun boys must have had then I"
"Yes, they used to have some fun them
as all boys do ; but they had to work molt
harder then than you do now, and did not
have so many privileges."
" But didn't you ever see any bears or
wolves yourself, papa 9'' Jaok asked in to
disappointed tone. "I thought you were
going to tell us about what you had seem"
" Yes, I've soon to great many wolves-"
"There !that sounds rather more like it,"
murmured Jade
"And their thins hacl scalloped red flan.
nel borders."
"What I" (ma a curly head popped up
Suddenly from the shoulder it was keeping
straight. "What funny wolves they muse
havebeen, Was you co little boy when you
saw them t"
" Come now, papa," exppetulroted leek,
"thet ain't fair, You're just a teasin'
fellow, Ib story at oIt; and I shall
go upstairs and 'read. Must stories two
to great deal more interesting than this,
Besides, you never saw any meth wolvcs ;
you SW (Ally their skins."
"Well, if it will clo you any good, 1 een
tell you that 1 have scet to wolf --a real live
four.logged wolf-- otteride to menegorit,
One ran moron my road when I evae to little
clinic ping to school, We had a long way
to go to school, and part of the way eves
through the woods. (Inc menden ae we
%yore raolug oolong, juott tut we readied thie
Ocoee of woods, a leg fellow bounetel ,ett rd.
raw side, and diseppeared in the thieltet :ao
the other side,"
" 1 Melly, peen, I What am you do..."
100Os',1,,t48 INvi.(14oicli1:11i):" ran nitmg 1 -1
0
,01
° '.“
"Well, tlitot wee a. pretty Oleg to ,Ie ! I
jest wish I'd been there,"
" What %mild you Mom dent, davit I"
"I slinuld have followed right eftee him,
if 1 houl Immo in your ahem."
"if I (death' have done so, 1 wenld ;web.
affly be following him yet; fee he ran er)
Met 1110V01. 0011k1 Move caught tip 0)1)1 1 hen
you wouldn't Imre had auy father or story
uil,l'"I'ice got the hither, but 1 don't know
about the etory. Didn't they lutes any
Ware when you were small
No, the wild bears were toll gone then.
But there were plenty of dem' ; ana whet
pretty creatures they were I They usea to
come in our fields and eat the whoett, c,f
which they wore very fond ; and they teced
te cheek at the over not far from out
house. We used to kill them to tat -vent
son is very Mee meat. I was quite n. hod
when I killed my first deer, and how prond
I was of it, Mo. An old lady who visited
us, sometimes, had a tame deer that fol-
lowed her about liko a flog. She W1US vevy
fond of her pot, sua luta a bell fastened to
its neck, so that 110 one would kill itby
mistake. She got it when it was a little
fawn and raised it herself ; so when she
BLUM) to our Il0l180 the deer always followed
her, etaying in the plea until sho WRS
reedy to go horns Occaelonally it would
como lop and peep in at, the windows, to
see if she %ens there yet ; and then a f ter
findina that she was malty there, the deer
would' lie down, awaiting the appearance
of her mistress, as quiet as a kitten.
"It seems strange how you 0B11 (101110Sti.
cate wild animals'simply by being kind to
them, Even Otto Sons! of dumb brutes be-
come manageable and fond of you, if you
are only kind to them.
"Another of out, neighbors luta a tatne
bear, which was captured when 0 mere cub.
That bear was 101000 friendly fellow. Ono
morning an uncle of yours was eleoppieg,
when something CILIlle Up from behind, and
catching Mame its huge arms, gave hon a
vigorons hogging.
"He naturally thought it loose wild bear,
and nearly tore his clothes off in to struggle
to got away. When he got loose and seized
his an to strike the hear, ha saw a stmp
around i te neck, and knew it was e tatno
bear, that had broken its chain and left for
Ole woods. Your uncle W011iii101118 and Rent
word to the owner of the bear, who camo
and took him home.
1 remember seeing throe bear come down
the road one morning following his master
like a little dog. That was when he was m
cub -before he gave you uncle that hearty
embrace, And when he got, opposite oar
house, our big dog rushed out and frightened
lum to that be climbed to tree : and I had to
take the dog to the house hefore his master
eoula coax him down. .rtna when he came
down, he went cowing along the veil fence
; mail he wae quite a distance from the house,
before he venturett upon the ground.
1 "I'mars are very fond of milk, and this one
1 wits 00 exception to the rule. One day ton
I old woman passed him with a pale of milk ;
, Mr. Bruin walued up with her to, lois hind
[ legs grasped the pail in Ms fore -paws, took ie
away from her, and drank up 111) milk.
, 1
'Itis queer how to bear walks on his hind
feet, and carries burdens in m
his ars
"Arms, papa?"."
I " Well, you little pee, in hts fore -paws,
1 I er's yard and carried off n, full grown pig ; then. Delve heard your grandfather tell
about a huge bear that tameto inhis fath-
walked off with it in his arms --leg pardon,
Ins fore -paws -as if it had been a baby.
Right in the day time, too. How the poor
pig did squeal and cry ; but ats my grand-
mother -your great.grandmother was
there mime, she had to let itim go, Prob-
ably if your grandfather had been there,
„NIL Bruin would not have gotten off so
easily with his booty,
" Your grandfather was out hunting one
day, W110111)0 met a very: largo bear. He
fired and Melte one of its shoulders. He
had no more bullets and he knew not what;
to do. What would you have done in his
place, Jack 9"
" I don't Icnow papa ; what did he do ?"
"He tried to Flash powder in his eyes and
blind him, so that, he could get near (though
to kill him with a club. But the bear was
so furious with the pain, that your grand-
father had to got out of his way. The next
clay he and another man with a pock of dogs
went later the bear. They found !Amender
the roots of an old tree and killsaiiiem,
Y
" ou know bears were v The
moat was good to eat end the skin and oil
were both useful.
"Now I think WC have had quite bears
enough ; and you little folks meat all go to
bed."
An Extraordinary Phenomenon.
A correspondent of the Manchester Ecc-
amine?. wrote frotn Choy/ton on August 8,
callingattention to "the magnificent
menon of Tuesday night last (eth inst.),
which appeared in the northern heavens,
Returning from tits direction of Choviton
Orem towards Koppel Road, one's eye wits
entranced as with amegie spell by one of the
most beautiful eights: woe witnessed. I
have had the pleasure of seeing a goodly
nnmber of heavenly or solar sights, but few,
if any, suepassing this one. The object must
surely have been more than morenothingtiess,
It wtos first noticed to the right of ancl
above Ursa Major, shot downwerds tot huge
hall of firo, then apparently nearing the lets°
of the 'Pointers,' burst with a vivid display
of variously °aloe mod sparks, letoviug behind
itt apperently-the distenoe of the one
'pointer' to the other -a streak arbor, about
the length of and resembling the throe bright
eters often called the 'Yercbstiole in the
'Hunter's Girdle' ' part of the beautiful eon.
stellation Orion, the bar itself being clotted
the whole length with little diarnends of
varied brillianoe, 'which continued for the
Emma of between fifty and sixty seem&
quite distanat, then gracbuolly, one after the
Miler, along the bee tos it were clyi»g out.
Sticeeeding this there Was quite a thick kind
of nebulafor some ten minutes over and
around the seen°, similar to a portion of the
'Milky Way,' which gradually laded toway,
leaving to clear patch behind ie. Tho heavens
monied the scone were most brilliantly
lighted up for sole° time, The time of ob.
eorvation was from 117 r, atexact to 11,22,
or fifteen minutosand the occasion ono long to
be remembered, and Mcleod strikingly con.
firming the beentifel words of tolio Psahnise
-The Heavens declare the glory of God ;
and the fireitoment showethHis handiwork,"
Stick to Kw MAI.
Right actions spring from right principles.
In oases of diarrlicea„dysentery, (mem
eolie, summer complaint, cholera morbus,
eta, the right remedy is Vowler's Igxtraet
of Wild Strawberry, -an ;Wailing cure -
;mule on the principle that natures remedies
000 best, Never truvol, without it.