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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1885-11-20, Page 7Nov, 20. 1886. 7CIIE BRUSSELS POST. 7 anyone gtrt suouien't oe 8arcasblo," " However, there is one thing," says Anaroy, turning to him with a bitter smile—" my going or staying will cause no cue pain or pleasure. To mo all the world 1s indifferent, nave no Mouth; therefore there is a virtue in my un- popularity, My absence tomorrow night will make no ono unhappy," " Prue I 'there is good to be fovea in everything," replies ho sententiously. Perhaps she had expected a different answer from so old a friend, Ab all mutts, for an blatant his words throw a deeper shadow ou her face—only for en instant; thea it clears, and elle laugh! with IL 8031011 Knew of ammention t. " Why, look yon," she aays, "you are the only one that (Wee me real good ! From you one guts the truth, however nui,atatable; yeti aro n bunk" in your- eell', 1 should always have you uettr nue to say sharp things to tile, to bel,, mo keep my balance, and not lose my head over the world's in,jnetico. 'There are timer, you see, W11011 1 a111 (1ie00utente(1, peevish, and 'sick with liatiug the sweet sun." " Whose son ?" asks Mr. Vyner, calla judicial inquiry in his eyes. IIe uveu leans anxiously towards her, ae 4110111411 athirst for iuforiiiatiou, His frivolity curages her. There—go I" she says, in e, low touo full of passionate anger. It is it tnuo lie dares pot disobey. IIe saunters slowly away from her, and is soon lost amidst It group ab the other side of the: lawn. "How I hate him 1" says Audrey very softly, letting ono hand grow °leeched beneath the folds of her gown, wlltre no one can see it, and biting her pale lips to bring them back their euluur. CHAPTER XL A few drops of rain be"au to fall pia. ciely. first iu ones, and then in twos and threes they eons, until the patter. fag drops grow too rapid for countiug. " Dolores, where is your shawl ? You are met sulineieutly covered," cries Mine Matnrin anxiously, who 800m8 never for one mutueut t0 forgot the wel- fare of hordarling. " Yes—better come indoors," aays Bouverie, bending tenderly over Miss Lorne. " Let us all go and sit on the reran - dab," says MOM. Wemyes pleasantly, " uutil this summer shower be over. Como, Miss Maturin, we will lead the way ; and perhaps the servants will be geod.netured enough to give us our tea at last, All, Sir Chicksy, useful always! 1'w sure I don't see how we could ever get on without you!" The youthful baronet bestows upon her a grateful glance, and continues his occupation of gathering up all the loose wraps forgotten by eager owners rush- ing towards the welcome shelter of the verandah. Now, reaching that happy goal himself, he marches up and down amongst the other guests with his hands ;'la -sped beneath his coat-tails. This ie a favourite attitude of his, which makes him look like nothing iu the world so much as a superannuated jackdaw. Every one is having tea and cake, or wine and fruit, or something, and Sir tinicksy is hopping about amongst them •n great contentment of spirit. For is not she hero—his queen, his "ladyo ":' Hy Hersh high-souudiue titles does lie designate in his own mind 1118 scornful love Miss Ponsonby. Oh, 1 say, look here! Tell you tee funniest thing I saw yesterday—mau fn the street, you know I " Hero Sir (`hickey pauses somewhat vaguely, whereupon everybody stares et him. Surprise, largely mingled with curiosity, is general. Where does the joke come in ? That is what they all want to know, but yet fail to see, ex- cept indeed Mr. Vyner, who appears ra- diant with enthusiasbio sympathy and. full of understanding. " By Jove, tliat was funny 1 " he says " What luck fat you 1 Think he'll hu there again?" " He may; I'm not sure. Wait a bit," answers Sir Chicksy absently. Now everybody is speechless with amazement. Dolores looks concerned, Miss Ponsonby a little shade deepen in colour than she was a moment since. Have the poor little man's brains failed him at last? Mss. Wemyss and Bruno aro fast ap- proaching that last fatal stage when mirth will have its way, when ai at once i; r Chicksy's face shows signs of Intel - Wet, and the fire of a knowledge just grasped glows within his beaming eyes. " I have it," he says triumphantly— " I'vo got it! 1 knew there was a word for ib somewhere, but it slipped me. Ile was an acrobat—my fellow in the street was an acrobat, and I never saw a better, He chewed up everything he could lay his hands on—from brass but- tons to cabbages 1 " Aud why ? " asks Mr. Vyner mourn- fnFly, "Was ho so very hungry then, poor 80(112 " " Not at all, not at all 1 " says Sir Chicksy, in perfect good faith, feeling immeusely pleased,at'tha interest lie has so evidently created fn tho breast of Anthony Vyner. "It was only his tricks, you ]mow." " Naughty old: man," breaks in Mrs. Wornyss, laughing gaily, " at his age to be so frivolous I But perhaps he Wasn't s0 old, after all, Was he young and tender, Sir °hickey? Were his fee. tures mild and mellow:?" " They were—rather merited," con. fossae Sit ()hickey, with some retie. Lance—"espeoially his cheeks and 'his brow; he'd had omallpox,'I am afraid. And, as for'bis nose, why, it was tre- mendous 1 " • " Give me a man with a nose,' said the Duke of ,Wellington," puts in Bruno, with.encourgement in voice and eye. ' Well, I don'O suppose he would have fear, Wibhot1 cis e. -v,: urs. Wemyes saucily, welon rather de- stroys the effect of Brano's !pooch, "That's all nonsense, you know; even that crusty old person couldn't bave been proof againsbdisfigeromeut of that hind. Well, Sir (hickey, and what did your man do ? " "Everything 1" answers Sir Chicksy, wibb growing excitement. " But the last thing beat all. leo stood on hes bead and drank a glees of beer without spilling a drop I Ile did, I give you ley word,' " What intelligence I What talent I " breathes Mr. Vyner. "I thought he'd have choked I " goes on Sir ()hickey eagerly, " But he didu't—never even got black in the faoe I Awfully (unuy now, wasn't it ? " " Never hoard of anything en 0°Ini0 iu all my lifel" says Vyuer. " 011, bow 1 wish I could drink a Blase of beor8taud- ing on niy heart before au adtulrine audience—this audience, for (A.11lp10l " —with a loving smile at Miss Drum. mond, who goes down b„foro it, So do I," deolaree Sir Chicksy. "I'd give anything to tie an acrobat." " leepereally on ,t sunny Juuu day, aye prune el ay, " (volh the themes, e- t tr ninety to the 011ad0, and the dust ou the roadway two inches sleep." That would make it cul\ ember for one's poor head," remarks 1 yuer, w,th a calmly arguuleutucive air, " But, dor Sir (hickey, surely you would not care to go about posing in the middle of wieldy rowel ? " interrogates Mrs, Dovodule. " Think how your frit ads would resent it 1 " " 01 course I couldn't do it in public," says Sir Chicicsy regretfully; " slut 111 a drawing room 110w-1'111 ?—aftl-r utuier —with the curt tine drawn—eh ?—,lust to aiasi,e 0330'6 Prised!—cl'yo see ?—to run.,0 a- -a little Omega—eh? Some fellows eau be amusing all round," says Sir Chicksy, with a rueful air, " and souse fellows can't, you know, lout I think any fellow who could stand ou his head without kicking, and drink his beer withc•lt shilling a drop, might bo considered to bo—er—doing soinotliiug —ter—agreeable—eh ? " At this all the women break into a peal of irresistible laughter. " Oh, Sir Chiokie," says Mrs. Wemyes at last, " why need you try to be amus- ing ? You needn't. No acrobat that over saw the light could make himself as amusing as you are now." " No, bit really though." goes on the baronet earnestly, fumbling vainly with Ilio eye -glass, which he has foolishly brought into prominence, and now does not know how to get rid of," 'twee very clever—tum man's performance, I mean —extraordinarily clever, I assure you! You'd have been delighted with it." " I feel that," says Mrs. Wemyss. " Why can't we all go in a body and learn how to do it at once ?" asks Bruno, "Whore is your conjurer, Sir Chicksy? If we amid only catch him, WO might buy his ware from him." "I don't know where he is," says Sir Chicksy. " He went down the street and away, looking very desolate, I thought. Not a soul was with him, and he limped a little, as though worn out. There had been fifty or more gaping at him when he had been—er—er—acro- batting, you know ; but they vai,ished into thin air when his juggling had come to an end. The first fellow he meld out his old battered hat to was ou the edge of the crowd, and he stuck his hand in his breeches -pocket, and stared and stammered, and gave --nothing! And, I give you my word, whilst the acrobat waited on him—it took only one minute—all the other forty-nine disappeared—in the twinkling of an Dye. as it were They wore gone, I couldn't coo where, unless the earth had opened to swallow 'em up." "Pity it didn't!" says Miss P0135011 by, with a little curious indrawing of her lips. • f don't really believe they gave him on" farthing." " Forty thieves," says Miss Mat tin, " to talco his goods and give him no pay- ment 1" I watci.rd the whole scene from the window of Benson's send -shop," goes on Sir Chicksy, " and I thought to my. self how forlorn he looked trudging lamely down the deserted village street." " You shouldn't have left him—that way, I mean," says Audrey 8ndeenl3, regarding him with a alight frown. " You too enjoyed his performance, though from the secrecy of a window." "1 had to leave him," explains Sir Chicksy hastily, the severity of his god- dess's tone causing him deep tribute. tion. "I had to get you your books, you know ; and there was that mesnuge for lllr, Ponsonby besides. I was miaow - mon sorry to see hien go away like that —he looked so povertystrioken, and so horribly like—er-consnnlption, you know," Oh, poor, poor man I" says Dolor e softly13 her eyes filling with tears. All ab onto it 8001148 toiler that she eau sue the sweet, drgwsy,.June efternnon, rune tiny hoe deserted stre0b,'tbe dro0liiug dusty'trees, stud,"at bite end of it all, the limping fgpre of the poor acrobat creeping wearily aloug+, homeless, leNe, Mono t -...Dear -Heaven, hely stet '10 feel like that—along 1 llonverie, tinetieb by the others, Jaye hie Band with a comforting tenth upon the back of her heed, and smooth.; with loving Angora her Solt silken riugs of hair. ' "All the more reason why you should have done something for him," says Audrey coldly, still trausflxiug '0130 agonised baronet with a contemptuous glances " To. help him to another living ?" aske Sir Ohicksy, still quite at sea as to her meaning. " Ho wouldn't like .that, you Know—he'd hate it. He is stroae- tomed to the life 110 now leads, and would ebieot to another. An acsraftis (TO )331 OONTINUpp,, CARD OFTHANKS. I desire to return my thanks to Ivy numerous customers for their support in the past and to iutiinate that, owing to ill health, I have ]eased my blacksmith shop to Kr. 1). Ewan for a few years. 1 have tt lumber wagon, bob- sleighs and other articles that I will sell at a bargain to got rid of them, Two or three gentlemen board- ers can bo accommodated. W. T. Hunter. THE BEST 1WI1.rD MII ]L W. M. Morrlrs, Erc0L3ro5Ino:i W0111(e, - MITCHELL, Our Manufacturer et throe different kinds. of Windmills. The elmpleet,etrongeeb outlines{ satlefaotory Windmill yon made For pump- ing water, eawing wood, chopping groin or driving any light maobinery they have no equal, My OELEI)RATED PUMPS have 40- oured a world-wide reputation. I guarantee then as being superior to many now in the market, and equal to any ever made. They will throw water 300 feet, or force it 8 mile ou the level. Farmers and stockmen are re - either a ed Wlndmfor ) ora Pump, abefore olimuthat mine 550 the host in the market, Address W M 2.201I1I5, Mitohell,Unt Sign oftlie Scotch Collar. —00— Hero we are with a Splendid 77�� Stock��of B OB.yIJ, BELLS, HORSE BL INKET. S, —00— Our harness fills the bill every time. Cal] and see our stock and leave your order. —00— A large assortment of Trunks, Valises & Satchels to choose from. —00— Repairing promptly attended to. —00— Call in and see our goods. We don'ts charge anything for looking. H DENNIS. NEW GOODS AT THE 'Goltleu Padloot' liThe Mammoth Hardware Store. —o— STANDARD PLAMM( aC9LES, 900, 1200, and 2000 Pounds. — n— Famil7 Scales For Butter, Groceries, Etc., Etc. —0 -- Cross-Cut Saws: -- "NEW IMPROVED CHAl1IPI0N, j "RACER," "LANCE," &c., &c., &e. --0-- The 'Electric' buck saw. - _0 -- CHOPPING AXES, SPLENDID ASSORTMEN'T., -----o-- Cattle Chains AND ALL THE BEST THAT MONEY CAN BUY AT LOW PRICES. J. f vi 0 ETHEL Gazucstr est 31e raxx.x.s. Tho undersigned having completed the change from the stone to the Celebrated Hungarian Systeu2 of Grinding,has now the Mill in First-Class®Running Order, and will be glad to see all his old Customers and as many new ones as possible. Chopping done. Flour and Feed .Always on 1 --/and. HIGHEST/PRICE PAID FOR ANY QUANTITY OF GOOD WHEAT WM. MIL.L\TE. NATIONAL ROLLER MILLS. Wm. Vanstone & Sons, -:- Proprietors. ®Wo have much pleasure in announcing to the public that our New Roller Mill is in Complete Running Order and is giving the Best Satis- faction. SHORTS, MEAL, BRAN & CHOP CONSTANTLY ON HANI We also make the following Brands of Flour : Patent, Jersey Lily, Canadian's Pride and Snow Storm. Gristing Attended to with r ornptness. ALL KINDS OF LUMBER CUT TO ORDER. EAST I3URON CARRIAGE 'WORKS ! JAMES BUYERS —MANUFACTURER OF— BUGGIES, CARRIAGES, DEMOCRATS, WAGONS, EXPRESS WAGONS, &c., &e., all made of the Best Materia] and finished in a workman.. -like mann 03 Repairing and Painting Promptly Attended to. Parties intending to buy should call before purchasing. REFPR1,NcEs.—Marsden Smith, B. Laing, James Cu it and William McKelvey, Grey township ; Wm. Cameron, Wm. Little, Geo. 1-irewer, and David Breckenridge, Morris township ; Thos. Town and Willjam Blashill, Brussels ; Rev. E. A. Fear, Kirkton, and T. Wright, Tur,i - berry township. REMEMBER THE STAND—SOUTH OF BRIDGE. . JAMES BUTY1;R s, GREAT REMOVAL SALE. Having purchased that property presently occupied by JOHN GREWAR, which I intend moving into ni the course' of a few weeks, 1 will offer 1uy whole stock of Groceries, Crockery & Glassware, amounting to about $8,000 at a great reduction. Our stock of Groceries comprises everything kept in a first -tutus! store. In connection with this department we would call special at- tention to our large and well assorted stock of Teas and Coffees. We hold some of the finest imported into this country which will be clear- ed out at 40c, per ib. Every housekeeper in this district should ob- tain a package of this rich and fragrant Tea. We have on hand a large and well assorted stock of Crockery & Glassware,• which will be sold out at prices which cannot fail to insure a speedy clellsan(ie. Plates 30e, per doz. below the usual price. Every article contained in the stock bas been bought for cash which enables us to lay special inducements before the public. Terms Cash or Trade, A iBNT for Fleischmann & Co's, Cou8Rn88Szb YEAST. Geo. Thomson.