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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton New Era, 1892-04-08, Page 3• THE CLINTON NEW 'El MTH REAM' go STORK ,BY MAXWELL Gmlx. 1111.4•••••......• coMIN17131:1- She sat in the Redwoods' pew at Max- well Chureh, On ChristmasDay, with an aehing heart, and heard the angels' message of peace on earth with an aw- ful sense of incongruity; reminded that Philip, who had not written for months and was supposed to be shut up in Lucknow, if alive, was one of a small band beleaguered by innumerable foes, reputed demons of cruelty; when the familiar sentence which had so early struck her Imagination, "for every bat- tle of the warrior is with confused noise and garments rolled in blood," rang through the church, she turned sick at the endless battle scenes it sug- gested, scenes in which Philip was ever present, dimly seen through fire -cloven clouds of smoke. "While shepherds watched their flocks," she sang, her eyes clouded with tears, and, looking up, she became aware of the intent gaze of a lady in the Marwell Court pew—a gaze which WAS repeated and Interrupted by the raising of Jessie's eyes several times during the sermon. "Whatever made Miss Lonsdale look our way like that?" Cousin Jane asked at dinner. "There was nothing wrong with my bonnet, Jessie, was there? I am sure yourn was as neat as a new pin. And if Plummer did go to sleep with his mouth wide open, as though he expected the sermon to jump down his throat, it's nothing but what she've been accustomed to ever since she was as high as the table. And I'm sure my mourning is deep enough for a sister." Miss Lonsdale was at the same mo- ment asking Lady Gertrude who "that charming girl" in mourning" with the Plummers was, and how a creature so graceful came among such rustics. "Charming girl? Graceful creature? Pathetic? Refined?" murmured Lady Gertrude; bewildered. "I saw no stranger, Clara, and I usually look rcund the church; one owes it to the people. "Clara has discovered another pro- digy," said her cousin, Hugh Medway. "Be merciful, Clara. Leave the rose to wither on its stem." "You probably mean little Jessie Meade, the miller's daughter," Sir Ar- thur added. "You must often have seen her.before, Clara. She is.certain- ly growing into a very nice looking girl. But the refinement soon wears off in that class." This speech put Miss Lonsdale on her mettle. "Do not imagine," she re- plied, "that our class has the monopo- ly of everything, Uncle .Arthur. That sweet girl at no age could be anything but rehned. She has a history, too, I saw it in her face,. She moved among the rnstits, in coming out of church like a stray princess. These ridicul- ous aristocratic class prejudices!" "Clara waves the red flag—A bas les aristocrates! Vive •le peuple souver- ian?" commented Hugh teasingly. "My dear girl; I do so admire that little sweep of the hand; it brushed the whole upper ten in a mass to perdition. It really is a pity that ladies cannot enter parliament. "It is," she replied, with unabated majesty. "Jessie," she added, musing- ly., "a caressing sort of name, soft but not sufficiently dignified for her." A few days later Sir Arthur lament- ed in her hearing that, what with one thing and another, he had not a horse fit to ride that morning, and supposed he must -walk. RedWoods was not so very far, but he wished also to call at Ferndale and Little•Marwell. "Why not let me drive you?" Clara said; "the ponies want exercise, and I like an object for a drive." "Thank you, ray dear, I shall be too glad to avail myself of the honor, if you do not mind pottering about with an old fellow," he replied; so the ponies were brought round, and they started, Sir Arthur half buried in furs like a Russian prince, his niece fully occupied with her ponies, who sniffed up the frosty air as they tossed their pretty manes and made believe to take every bush and stone for an enemy. •-They-drove through tlre park; 3,-fheiTer the noble oaks and beeches bore fairy like foliage of hoar frost instead of green summer leaves on the fine tracery of their boughs, which sparkled with delicate jewel flashes against the pale bine sky; through the village, where the •,rime crystals glittered on thatch- ed roofs, and 'women at cottage doors dropped' courtesies; past the inn with its swinging sign, the school house withits. hive like hum, thence along the high road. They soon came to a comfortable farm house standinga little way back from the road in a trim flower garden, fenced by a low stone wall over whieh the dainty little "rov- ing sailor" spread its shining trails, and yellow stone crop and patches of green and gold moss crept. The house was of gray stone, half hidden by creepers, which in summer made a very bower of bloom; the tiled roof was richly embroidered by yellow lichen, that caught and kept the sun- shine in reserve so as to throw a gold- en glow over gloomy, days; the warm brown tiles roofed the barns and other buildings in the yard, and were simil- arly embroidered by nature's hand: the pale yellow stacks beneath a group of elms in the rick yard glowed in the frosty sunbeams and sent out a rich odor of corn together with a pleasant radiance; it was a sunny place, sugges- tive of summer and warm comfort. So Miss Lonsdale thought when she stopped the ponies at the garden gate, by an old fashioned flight of stone steps in the wall. CHAPTER VI. REDWOODS. The sound of wheels on the frost bound road and the appartitions of Miss Lonsdale's bright plumed hat above the hedge row, oecasioned a cer- tain excitement within Redwooks Farm. "Patience alive!" exclaimed Mrs Plummer, "Sir Arthur and Miss Lons- dale! and me in a cap I wouldn't be seen out of my own family with for five pounds. Dear! dear! to think that I must he brushing the cheese in my oldest dairy gown this morning of all others." "Never mind, cousin." said Jessie "people can't expect you to be in full i dress at this hour." 'Tull dress! Well. there. Jessie, I never did come across your equal for want of feeling," complained Mrs Plummer, in a tearful voice, "and not C!iliciren Cry for SO much as a clean collar or cur brushed out have 1 gOt to mY Darn and the sun showing every speck o dust, Well, to be sure; you must ru out, I suppose, and say be down 1 a minute, and Plummer's only jus gone out round. Only let me get clea off before they come in," she donclut ed, brushing past Jessie and bustliu upstairs as tast as her round and corn Portable figure could go. You cannot brush , and turn mit cheese with clean hands or clean gai ments, .and Mrs Plummer's appearanc was certainly far fi om magnifieent Her gown had seen hard service, he sleeves were rolled half wayup he • sYmpathy and 'accurate reading as she 0, had not expected; "forgive me," she added, "but your face interested Inc n when I saw you at church.. I speak so u plainly because I feel di:Ali:41y drawn t to you." r "This is too kind," Jessie faltered, "but you will be disappointed. I am g not at all interesting, especially to,any- . self. I would rather forget that I am y "Poor child!" said "Clara, in a rich, ... caressing voice; "poor, dear child!" e Jessie rose quickly and knelt before , the fire, very busy at mending it, with ✓ her face averted from the lady. Clara ✓ smiled a peculiar 4t,tle smile that Jes- t plump, firm arms, a very ingy 01 shawl was pinned over her shoulders her cap had reached the lowest ran in the cap scale, of which Jessie believ ed there were ten grades, each grad fitted for some special time and occu pation; the bunches of curls whic adorned either side of her face at mor ceremonial hours, were now rolled u in one solid curl at each temple, givin her round, apple cheeked face a sever ity,more suitable for awing serving mains than for welcoming distinguish ed guests; to crown all she wore, tied high up over the ends of the crossed shawl, a large, coarse apron, the string of which refused to do anything bu tie themselves in knots while she wit shouting complaints and directions t Jessie. "Well, if ever I was in a pickle fo visitors!" she might well exclaim, on surveying herself in the glass. Jessie was soon opening the door te receive the guests; visitors veryrarely had occa,sion to ring at Redwoods. 1 was deemed inhospitable not to go out to welcome them as soon as they ap peared in sight. The sight of her caus ed Sir Arthur to remove his hat from his head and himself from the low pony chaise, and confirmed Miss Lonsdale in her admiration. The touch of the ungallant frost, which does not hesi tate to nip the nose of rarest beauty, only brought a delicate rose to Jessie's cheeks, the sunshine fell full in her face, causing her to lift one slender hand to shade her beautiful eyes, while with the other she held a light blue wrapper, one end of which was thrown over her head, beneath her chin; her bright hair, the true "choime d'or all aura sparse" so dear to Tasso, glittered in tiny ruffled rings about her temples, as if each separate hair were a beam of light. Appearing thus, tall and slim, in her plain black dress, while some white piegons, startled by the wheels, flew up with clanging wings and settled on the lichen bordered brown roof above her, she was a de- lightful vision. She stepped lightly down the garden walk, unconscious of the admiration she evoked, to ask Sir Arthur if he would walk in while she sent a boy to fetch Mr Plummer, who was somewhere about the farm. Sir Arthur perferred to go in search of Mr Plummer himself, and when he was gon., Jessie went out to ask Miss Lonsdale to come in. She assented with a smile, and laying the reins aside, alighted. Tall, well made, warmly clad in rich furs, with the jewel like breast of a bird glowing irridescent in her hat, with that inde- finable air of one daily used to polished humax/P intercourse and the constant homage due to an absolute ,grace of speech and movement—Clara Lonsdale seemed to Jessie, who rarely saw any but homely, often uncouth people, a being from a more gracious sphere, and her clear glance fell with a becom- ing deference before the penetrating gaze of the lady's golden brown eyes. • "Not Mrs Plummer's daughter,l-em sure," she said, in a voice naturally musical, but the more so because of a softer accent than that to which Jes- sie was used. "No," she replied, opening. the door for Miss Lonsdale to pass in, -"I am Mrs Plummer's cousin, Jessie Meade." She led her into large, low room with heavy furniture, and two fair sized casement windows with deep cushioned seats. Some sporting prints adorned the walls, two guns were on a rack over the chimney piece, massive silver tankards, gleamed upon a side table, a bright fire blazed in a large grate with hobs to it, here_ _stoodav- high-bircked Wooden arm chair which Jessie placed for her guest. The bat- tered form of Sebastopol reposed in a tight tabby coil near the fire; just in front of a window stood a small easel holding a canvas on which a land- scape in oil was beginning. to -show; the palettes, brushes, and tubes of color scattered near showed that the artist had but just left work. An old bureau with its sloping desk top closed, stood against one wall, and a sofa, wide enough to serve for a bed at a pinch, was against another; a few pots of growing flowers were in the window, and a dish of russet red apples on the Sop of the bureau. All these details Miss Lonsdale took in at one rapid glance. The interior was cosy, yet there was a lack of something—which she soon discovered to be books. These were few but not select. One leather broken backed tome With an illegible title served to raise a flower pot into the light, another made a press for Mrs Plummer's cap laces and ribbons. Jessie went straight. to a cupboard by the fire place and took out a dish of round golden brown cakes and some decanters and wine .glasses, which she placed on the table, in accordance with the unwritten custom that supposed all guests to be hungry. "Mrs Plummer's doughnuts are ir- resistible," Miss Lonsdale said, accept- ing one with a smile that went straight to Jessie's fresh heart; a rare smile that came slowly and made her seem beau- tiful, though not really so. Jessie smiled brightly back, the smile of a grateful child. "It would be no use," she said, "for my cousin to make doughnuts, if no one came to appreci- ate them." "There is reason in that," Miss Lons- dale returned; "there are in art two essential factors, the artist and the amateur or admirer." "Yes,"• Jessie rejoined, "it would he futile to write even an 'Iliad,' if there were no readers." This, Miss Lonsdale reflected, was not what one might expect from a miller's daughter of eighteen, and wondered to what extent the young lady was cODSci oils of her superiority. But Jessie, who sat on the other side of the hearth sideways to the window, in such a manner am; the sunshine lighted her face and kindled the gold of her hair, looked perfectly tincon- SeiOns of self. "You must be very lonely," Miss Lonsdale said, with an abru tness that brought the color to Jessie s face. yet with an accent that bespoke such a • me could not see, and with ready tac went over to the easel. - "From nature?" '-she asked, with some surprise, when she saw the dis tent park with the village and church in the foreground all firmly and truly , sketched. 'From nature in winter, too! You have a good deal of feeling for landscape, Miss Meade." Jessie had persuaded Philip, who re cognized her 'decided talent, to let he exchange Miss Blushford's pencil draw ings and water color flowers and fru' for lessons from a broken down artist whose constant potations had not been able to quench aspark of genius which might have brought him to the fron rank, and under this inan she had made some progress and learnt to cher ish great hopes. Had she seen many of the great masters? Who was her teacher? Did she know the Claude Lorraine at, Marwell? Had she seen the De Wints and Constables? She could scarcely believe that Miss Meade had seen nothing and yet painted so charmingly. While they were standing thus at the easel, Cousin Jane, her curls beau- tifully arranged in glossy bunches on either cheek, with a cap five grades higher than that of the cheese brush- ing, and her afternoon gown and apron on, came in and was'complimented up- on her doughnuts. Ahnost at the same moment Sir Arthur was seen re- turning to the carriage, so Miss Lons- dale took leave and went out to join him,raccompained by Jessie, who stood until the pony phaeton with its smart groom, Russian prince Sir Arthur, and bright plumed lady driver had vanish- ed like soree ethereal vision. Then she turned:delicately flushed with a pleasant excitement and ran with a spyinging step in from the frosty air, singing some snatch of a song in the glow kindled by this passing glimpse of another kind of life. A long dorment something woke within her under the spell of the lady's gracious presence; her voice, her face, her smile set many currents astir in her half pe- trified, half crushed nature. It was wonderful to Jessie that she should at once have detected her loneliness, not the loneliness natural to a young crea- ture bereft of kindred and friends, but that more invincible loneliness of one who lives among uncongenial and un- sympathetic natures. Even Philip had never seen this; Philip, with all his tenderness, held her but a slight, mind- less, colorless creature. "And to think," mourned Mrs Plum- mer, "that the parlor should have been all •littered up with your painting messes—and the smell too, as if the house was being done up—for company to see." "Miss Lonsdale paints herself, cous- in," Jessie replied, gently. "I don't think she minded it. Please let me do a little more now the light is good. I will make all tidy bydinner time." "To be sure, Jessie, I'm not one to go against my own flesh and blood," continued Mrs-PlunarileF, in 5:resigned- voice; "and if you are to be an officer's lady, tidy ways of plain folk can't be expected of you. But 'tis a pity. Many a time I've spoke to your poor mother against the way you were bred up, ne- ver to soil a hand. And I always told your poor father the day would come he'd repent it. But I might as well have talked to that cat." Sebastopol, whom Mrs Plummer equally disliked and feared, was not the only waif from the mill that found refuge beneath her hospitable roof. It chanced that she needed both a dairy and a cow man soon after Mr Meade's -death,_and-set,--her-hescrt-upon Sarah,- the maid, and Abraham Bush, the miller's man. One obstacle prevented her from engaging them; they were not married, and the Redwood's cow- man and dairy woman had always hitherto been man and wife. After some reflection, she commanded her husband to open negotiations with Abraham, and at a certain stage to inform him that his bachelor condition was a bar to the office. At the same time she broke ground with Sarah and lamented that it was impossible to come to terms with a woman who had no husband. "You never gave a thought to marry- ing, I suppose, Sarah," she said at this stage, 'Po BE CONTINUED. P iteth e Oftatorla4 it 4 "August Flower" This is the query per - What Is petually on your little boy's lips. 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