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BY MRS, H, LOVETT CAMERON,
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Author of A. Worth Winning." Etc.
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'lie up and stirring early' to wetcoirm now r -rite butcher, the baker, the of such a person!"
its! first indications • The co in candlestick maker," frequented the .Site sighed heavily, and lobated
money -bags cast their goodly she -
flows before them. To have culled
upon Freda Clifford. the daughter of
a poor man, whose learning was un -
._,g ,$ doubted, and who was a gentleman
in every sense of the word, would
have been unfitting to Lady Holt's
high position and name; but to visit
the same Freda Clifford, owner-pree
;sumptivo of ten thousand a year,
was, as her ladyship most candidly
reiharked, "appropriate."
We are apprised in this generation
not for what we are, but for what
we have. What a poor compliment
to our self-esteem, could we but look
at it in that light!
Having made the above gracious
little opening remark, Lady Holt
proceeded to put me through a series
of cross -questionings relating to my
intentions, with regard to future en-
tertainments at Eddington; whilst
her daughter, raining a gold eye-
glass to her eye, amused herself by,
taking stock of her surroundings,
and made a minute inspection of the
whole room, beginning with the top-
most shelf of dingy brown books,
down to the threadbare drugget be-
neath her feet. Had she belonged
to my own rank of life I should
have called her singularly bad-man-
nered and ill-bred, but I suppose
that an Earl's daughter is not to be
Judged according to the standards of
ordinary mortals.
"X hope you will come over and
lunch with us one day, Miss Clif-
ford," said Lady Holt, when her ten ,
minutes' visit was over, as she rose
to go. "We aro quite alone now;
all our guests have left us, and we
shall be delighted to see you and
Mr. CIifford, if you will come over ,
any day at two o'clock."
So that was how I came to 'know
for certain that Mark 'Thistleby had
left.
Was I glad or was I sorry? I hard- I
lay know. I almost think it was a
find that
relief to me tohe was gone
Very sadly I began to perceive that
Mark Thistleby had treated me cruel-
ly --that I was nothing to him but a
sport, a mere pastime. Some passing
caprice, chance, or perhaps, even as
X had told him, the vicinity of Mrs.
Featherstone, had brought him down
to the neighborhood of Eddington, •
where his sole object seemed to have
been to disturb my peace of mind
and to raise hopes in me which he
bad not the smallest intention of
fulfiIIing. I was angry and indig-
nant with him for doing so. If he
did not want mc, why, oh! why had
hadhe
he come
to trouble me? Why
not let me alone? Without him I bad
been, if not happy, at least content.
I had all the good things of this
-world within my grasp, and, truth
to say, I did not desire to give them !
ep. Had he never crossed my path
I should have been happy enough.
But the memory of the soft caressing
voice and the tender words, and of
the ardent looks in those deep hard
eyes, had stirred my heart to its
•.very depths.
It was a showery morning, about
.a week after our return from Ede
dington. Short glimpses of sun-
shine had made me think of going
out, but a succession of heavy
storms, which came on every twenty
minutes, and which had turned our
little garden into a swamp, made all
prospect of taking a walk no impos-
sibility.
X had been dictating manuscript to
papa till my head ached; and when
at length I cotld be spared from
•the wearisome task, I escaped with
a novel under my arm, and took re-
fuge in the dining -room. I curled my-
self in a deep arm -chair in a window
which looked towards the front door
,and began to read. The novel Was
not a very exciting one. After vainlyr,
trying to keep my attention to the
-loves and woes of a singularly beau-
tiful maiden, who seemed to me the
most insipid and uninteresting of her
sex, I took to thinking instead
poor little love stor
about my own Y.
The novel slipped out of my hands,
:and I let my thoughts wander idly,
to my own concerns and interests.
r canto a loud
All at once there ca
clanging peal at the gate -bell, which
startled me out of my profitless
dreams.
Who on earth could it be at that
back door, and visitors would not
come on foot at eleven o'clock in the
morning in the• middle of a down-
pour of rain. •
My thoughts Sew to Captain This-
tleby, and like the fool that I was,
my heart beat wildly with the hope
that it might be he.
I thought old Sarah would never
go to the door. At last she came
forth from the back premises with
her dressturned over her head to
shelter it front the straight drench-
ing rain.
She opened the door; outside I saw
a small woman's figure wrapped in a
waterproof cloak,
Down went my heart into my shoes
with a thud of sickening disappoint-
ment! A mistake, a message, a beg-
gar, I conjectured rapidly to myself,.
referrtng to the female without; but
as Sarah still continued her parley
at the open' doorway with the stran-
ger, I began to feel some sort of
curiosity as to 'who or what she
was.
All at once Sarah came rapidly
back into the house.
"It is a strange lady, miss, inquir-
ing her way. Alight she comp in and
wait until the shower is over? she
has no umbrella."
"Certainly, show her into this
room," I answered, wondering.
Slum came in—a tiny woman, wrap-
ped in a dripping drak gray water-
proof, the hood drawn closely over
her head.
"Pray come in and rest, till the
shower is over," I said, civilly draw-
ing a chair forward for her. "And
won't you take off your cloak, and
let it be dried at the kitchen fire,
whilst you wait?"
She divested herself nimbly of her
cloak, and gave it to Sarah, and
then slipped oft her hat, and looked
ruefully at its draggled feather.
"It is so stupid that I came away
without an umbrella," she said.
"Won't you sit. down?"
She stood up for a minute, and
surveyed herself in the mirror over
the mantel -piece, before accepting
the proffered seat.
"I look a dreadful object!" she
said, with a faint smile, as she sat
down.
I looked at her. She had a small
sharp -featured face, and keen black
eyes; her hair was worn in a dusky
cloud over her brow, and tied up at
the back in a loose knot, almost on
the top of her head. Her dress was
that of a Iady, and was tasteful
and well made.
Presently she drew off her gloves,
almost, I think, with intent that I
might notice, as I immediately did,
the wedding -ring upon her left hand.
"I have come down here for the
'day; X am going back by the five
o'clock train," she volunteered, see-
ing that I did not speak.
"Indeed? You should have taken a
fly at Slopperton, there is always
ono to bo had at the 'Green Man,
even if there were none up at the
' station."
"Oh, I hate flies," she said, with
an impatient shrug of her shoulders.
"Besides, I did not quite know where
I wanted to go."
I looked at her in surprise.
. "That astonishes you, I daresay,"
she said, gravely; and then with a
sudden gleam in her face, she added
quickly; 'I daresay you can tell me;
you live here, and are very likely to
know."
"What, where you wanted to go?"
"No—no, of course not! But whe-
ther the person I am looking for
lives anywhere in this neighborhood.
I will explain to you."
• She looked up eagerly at me, puck -
Bring up her small White forehead
With almost a ludicrous intentness.
"You know, I picked up an envel-
ope in a cab, and I recognized the
handwriting; the name was torn off,
but the address was 'Chadley, near
Slopperton;' it hadn't been through
the post. It had first been torn off,
as if it had been misdirected."
"Chadley? That is Lord Holt's
place."
"Is it? I daresay; very likely. I
had some trouble to find what Slop -
porton it Was; there is one hi Zin-
eolnshire, I went down there first,
badherof a lace
but nobody heard place
Called thadley there."
She Went on talking in a confiding
manner, With little solemn nods of
her frirzy head at me, Whilst every
moment I became more and more be-
wildered.
"I don't understand you," I said.
"Why Was it necessary to hunt half
over Bnglanti because you found a
torn envelope in a cab?"
"Don't you see? Why, I knew the
handwriting. I know it perfectly, as
well as I knew my own. It is the
handwriting of the person I sin look-
ing
ooping for, Now, do you understand?"
She.looked at me sharply, with her
head a little on one side, like an hi -
gulling bird.
"Don't you understand?" she re-
peated. I shook my head.
Yon must be very dense,it she
said, with perfect sang froid, I
shouldn't have told you all this, if I
had "not thought you would help me.
If you have Iived here some time
surely you must knotle if he lives
near beret"
"Why? You have not yet told the
his name. It is it man, then, you
are looking for?"
She nodded.
"'All me his name; if he lives any-
where near here, I must have heard
of him, for I have been here for
years.,,
"Ms name Is Thorne,"
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down at her bony little hands Iying
in her lap.
"You must have made some mis-
take. I am quite sure I never heard
of the name in this neighborhood,"
I said gently, feeling sorry for her.
She sighed again,
"At least you can direct me to
Chadley?" she said, sorrowfully.
"Certainly I can; but I tell you
that Lord Holt lives there, there is
no Mr. Thorne there,"
"IIo might have been Staying
there,"
"1 think not. I should have heard
of him."
"Never mind, I can always inquire.
See, the shower is over; I think I
can get on now. How far on is it?"
She jumped up with alacrity, and
began putting on her cloak again,
which had been brought in from be-
ing
eing dried at the kitchen fire.
horrid things waterproofs are,
'aren't they?" she said, as she drew
the ugly hood down again over her
hat, "They are so unbecoming."
I smiled. "Won't you borrow an
umbrella? You can leave it at the
gate as you go by to the station;
you must pass it on your Way
buck."
She did not even take the trouble
to thank me for the suggestion.
"Oh, I can't tell what 1 may do—
ff I were to find him, for instance!
No, I won't borrow 'an umbrella, it
might be in my way."
"As you like." •
She gathered up her skirts, and
prepared to depart. I wondered if
she would express any gratitude for
the shelter she had received. At
first I thought she was going away
without another word, but as she
reached the door she turned, and
put out her hand to me suddenly.
"It's not your fault that you
couldn't tell me anything, You would
have helped me if you could, I am
sure,"
There was a mute pathos in the
• once from privacy into public life, elm you like, aunt; only for heaven's
Aunt Selina's opinion and advice solte Iet :t be as man a party as
possible.'"
"'Freda. I ant quite astonished at
you," said my aunt, looking at me
reprovingly; 'it. is most childish of
you to give way like this so long be-
forehand. A bride should make it a
point of duty to keep up till the day
arrives. You will he fit for nothing
if you do not exercise a little self-
control. And why, pray, should
there be a small party? I never
heard of any wedding where it was
soma essential that the breakfast
should be a large and pleasaut one,
nor where it was' more desirable that
everything in the arrangements
should be of the very host. A pen-
niless girl marrying a rich man must
not be given to her husband like a
beggar ; your own delicacy of
feeling should suggest this. Aril
here am I ready and willing to
take all the trouble and expense of
everything off your hands: all I
want is a few simple directions from
you. Now let us haye no more tears
or impatience, my clear child; Iet us
nutke out a list of the people, and
then you shall place yourself in my
hands, and I will see that everything
is properly done."
I disputed no more with Aunt Se-
lina; she bad her own way in every-
thing, and hew she revelled in it
has been a matter of amusement to
me to reflect upon ever since.
She turned the whole house inside
out; she hired furniture from the
country town to make the long -unus-
ed drawing -room habitable; she or-
dered in china and glass recklessly;
boxes came down from town by ev-
ery train; the page -boy was kept
running backwards and forwards to
the post -office with telegrams all
day long; and even old Sarah caught
the infection of the general excite-
ment, and almost forgot to cook our
daily meals, in the perpetual fer-
ment which Aunt Selina kept up in
her head by giving her minute and
contradictory orders a dozen times a
were invaluable: she laid down the
law 'ankh a clearness and decision
•which was perfectly convincing, and -
from her final judgment in a matter
of etiquette or precedent, there was.
no appeal.
Exactly three weeks, therefore, be-
fore try wedding -day, according to
the time-honored family vest mil.
Aunt Selina came down With her
boxes, her ancient lady's -maid, her
pet Skye terns r and her page -boy,
and took up her abode et the Slop-
perton cottage. She had not been
thew since the death of my mother,
when she had appeared on the scene
with precisely the saute retinue; and
it did not occur to bra 10 he of-
fended by reason of the interval of
time which had elapsed since her last
visit, as no trilling cause would have
induced her to leave her own home.
airs. Carr ryas radiant with satis-
faction at the happy event which she
had arrived to celebentn. She •ntiled
all over her fat, comfortable old face
when she alighted at our door. She
pressed me rapturously to her mat-
ronly bosom mina, times over, and
called me by many tender name s be-
fore even she looked round to see
that Scruff, the Skye terrier, was
safely following her,
"My darling child—such happiness!
—may every blessing --such joy to
met—everything so satisfactory —
longing to see trim!" Such were the
broken words that fell spasmodically
from her lips, choked, as it were,
with uncontrollable emotion, be-
tween the kisses' she pressed repeat-
edly on my cheek; and though I
thanked her, and returned the kisses
with suitable affection, I laughed a
little to myself. for I knew this was
the wedding formula which the good
Indy had repeated for years to one
and all of her nieces under similar
circumstances.
The necessary display of sentiment
over, Aunt Selina proceecled'to busi-
ness, for let it not he supposed that
she had conte to Slopperton for day
pleasure alone—pleasure, accompan-
ied As to papa, he literally Sed the
h
by Mr. Carr and her wedding house, and took refuge at Eddington
garments, would follow in clue time, for days together,
and no doubt Aunt Selina meant to "Your aunt is a good woman, Fre-
recoup herself for her labors when
that eventful day arrived; but, for do," he said to me confidentially—"a
the present, stern.business is the or- most excellent woman, and we ought
der of the day. io be very grateful to. her, for we
Behold us, therefore, Aunt Selina never could have got through it
anti I, seated in the dining -room on nithout her. I remembered she or -
the morning after her arrival. A con- tiered everything for your poor dear
signment of clothes which Mrs. Carr mother's funeral—she's a wonderful
had herself ordered for me has coma woman—but then, you know,, I I never
down front town with her, and is 1•y- could stand a woman with a tongue;
ing piled up in heaps on the dining- piserhaps most'smy exc llentltperson your aunt
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room table and chairs. novo could."
I have been looking through every-
thing, whilst my aunt, pencil and
And so, with his manuscript under
wedding -
his arm, papa trudged up daily to
troubled little face, with its aux- paper in hand, is making notes and T:Qdington, and I was left to cope
sous eyes, that touched me strange- remarks thereupon as we go.ewith Aunt Selina alone.
ay. I took the scrap of a hand that The! so far, so good! The Once Aunt Selina and I went up in
she stretched out to me, and held it trousseau is fairly forwar••cl. good;
Dentellc will send yourstate to lunch at Eddingtonin order
in
chess on the twentieth at the latest, to inspect my future home. It
Whatmine,
strange, sad story, I won- would be impossiblesto describe cc the
and your veil is to come, in the same
'tiered, was there about this pale, box. I arranged all that with her, good lady's delight on this occasion.
dark -eyed little creature, who look -She overpowered lir. Curtis' with
ed at me with such a patient, win-
try smile?
• "I would help you gladly if I
could," I answered earnestly.
She turned away with a little
half -nod, and vanished under the- ivy -
,shadowed doorway.
"Do you think that lady is in her
might mind?" I said, turning to old
Sarah, as she came back from clos-
ing the gate after her.
"Law, rrlse! whatever makes you
think she isn't?" retorted the an-
cient abigail.
Silo looks so queer and strange,"
I answered, musingly.
More than once during the day, I
and there is a gray cachernire for
your going -away dress."
"But, aunt, 1 •should prefer brown
tweed."
"Impossible, Freda! it would be
questions and congratulations, beth
of which embarrassed him consider-
ably. Her volubility was perfectly
unrestrainable. She told him in one
breath that Eddington was a home
out of the question. A hat instead lit for a queen; that my father's an -
of a bonnet you may perhaps be al- testers came over with the Con -
changed
for things have a good deal between ins and
quest; that a union bet n h
changed lately, but the gray is do myself was the sumnum bonum of
rigueur. Now let us turn to other j all earthly desires to all concerned,
matters. Who are the bridesmaids?"
"I have no bridesmaids." and that our posterity would rise up
Aunt Selina laid down her pen and
took off her spectacles to stare at
me in horror,
"No bridesmaids! good heavens, pious aspirations I know not, for
child, who ever heard of a wedding with a wholesome dread of what her
without bridesmaids." next words might bring forth, I
and call us blessed.
How much farther my good au,.t's
enthusiasm would have led her in the
expression of these latter -named
ran out to the door, and stood out- "They are not necessary to the arose from the luncheon -table and
side to look down the high road, ceremony, I believe." fled out on to the terrace.
that led to Chadley Castle, to watch "They are absolutely indispens- I felt very miserable, but I tried
for my queer little visitor's return able," says Aunt Selina resolutely, to console myself by reflections over
to Slopperton Station. But if she taking up her pen again. "Who are my future wealth. I said to myself,
passed back by our house I must your friends?" aloud:
have missed her, for I did not see • "My only friend is a widow," I an- "It is a lovely old place; I shall be
her again. iswered, laughing. able to do as I like with `it, I can
For days afterwards I thought of , "Don't be childish, Freda," says ask my own friends to sin the house.
her. I could not get the sad, aux- ' aunt, reprovingly. "If you have no I shall have everything I can wish
sous little face, puckered up into so friends I had better write at once to for. It is time dearest old house in
many weary lines of care end trou- your cousin Sophia's two daughters; all England. A woman must be
ble, out of my head. I puzzled out, I daresay she will let them come; hard to please, indeed, who could
over and over again, the broken they are fairly nice -looking, and aro not make herself happy here."
threads of her story, which I had , about the same height." But though I said my words, my
gathered from our one short inter- I "But I have never seen them since heart would not go out with them.
view. Alas! the truth appeared to • they were babies," I remonstrate. I could only see, not a vision of fu-
me to be plain enough; it Was no Aunt Selina is like the ocean, resist- ture pleasures, but a memory of past
doubt the old commonplace history less and relentless. She draws her happiness. Through the shrubbery
of woman's weakness and man's writing -case to her and begins her walks among the falling leaves, I
faithlessness, that is for ever and note Of invitation. seemed to be wandering once more
ever repeating itself. Her childish ; "We will write to Russell and Al- with Mark Titistleby, or standing on
eagerness to shote me the wedding- len by the t tune post, and order the terrace by his side, looking out
ring upon her finger told me too their dresses: something pale blue or over the smooth lawn towards the
plainly that she had no right to coral color will do; we can safely now forlorn and dismantled flower
wearit.Z
leave ittY them."
sayss it in a
garden.
X could not forget her, she haunted tont c•f arelsion which leaves me ab- Front these melancholy rett'ospec-
me with a persistency which Was al- • solutely Without voice in the mat- live dreams I was aroused by the
most like a presentiment. It al -ter.
most seemed to me as if that pale, ( "And now, about the breakfast,"
sad little creature Was in some Way 1 she continued, laying down her pen,
connected with my own fate, and and removing her spectacles from her
Was to be bound up in a mysterious nose in order to gaze at me with inl-
and incomprehensible manner with pressive solemnity as she broached
my life. I laughed at myself for this all-important subject. "What has
such fanciful and Wild notions, and your father said about it?"
tried to rid myself of this extraord- II "The only suggestion I have heard
inary and almost ludicrous delusion. i papa make upon the subject," I at -
I little knew how nearly these fore- swer, with becoming gravity, "was--
bodiugs 'were to be realized, nor how I tea and plum cake!"
voice of my aunt, calling out to me
from a window above my head.
I went into the house. Mrs. Carr
had been dragging the unfortunate
bridegroom -elect from room to room
all over the house. She was in a
fever of excitement and fussy im-
portance.
I found them in a little octagon -
shaped room that bad been the late
Arcs. Curtis' boudoir. It Was filled
with dark, old-fashioned furniture
powerful an influence that queer t- H
rs. Lars waved both hnIds before e
which would
have excite
d the
envy
tie dark -eyed stranger was destined her as though to deprecate anything
to wield upon the whole of my future like frivolity or jesting on such a
sites topic.
al..::. 'Your poor father was always 1'Ll ec-
centric.XIII.
Of course, my dear, nobotty
CItAI
would dream of consulting hila about
' From time immemorial nobody ev- the eatables; besides, you need not found' my Aunt Selina discoursing,
worry him about it at all. Your and suggesting, and giving her ad-
er zvan born or married, nor ever uncle and I are going to orcleer vice with eager volubility, Whilst
died in the Clifford family, without
Pending for Autit Selina, It was not ;the--t11breakfastat for you from Gunter's neer Mr. Curtis stood ter with a
is quite decided." mild and bewildered face of much en
thought possible to get through any «You nee vem'y kind, neat." during meekness, most ludicrous to
one of these three primary events of •'bot nt Irtl, my dear; l always do behold.
life correctly without her support sctmnetJtirrg of the kind at ray nieces' "Chl here y'on are, Freda!" cried
my aunt, as I entered. "Just in
time to liter what I am saying to
and admiration of an antiquarian.
The Walls were hung with faded blue
Satin, and the chains were covered
With old silk, such as no money can
buy in these flays.
In this quaint old-world chamber X
and assistance; she was as indispens- Weddings; and Air. Carr prefers it to
able on these occasions as the par- be the breakfast, because then he is
isit clerk or the public registrar, and sure of getting what he likes himself.
to send for Aunt Selina was as What t want to know is how many
much a matter of course as to con- we Asia -at be, tout whom :lour father
suit either of those gentlemen. ' has thought of asking?
'under ordinary circunmstances Aunt . A male of impat'leeree escaped nae.
Selina dwelt quietly enough with her I could not rouse nt,rself to take any
old husband in somewhat gloomy se- Interest in the wetter; was not ev-
elusion In Mussell Square. Nobody erything connectm'd with the day,
ever heard how she employed her- that was to diode are forever from
self, nor what 'were her daily avvoeaw the numloved, hateful, edfous, uta
Cant but. no sooner did any one die, bearable to Melair sooner was there distant tumors •"'COh, what does it matter?" I en-
of
n
of marriages or Of births than Mrs. i claimed,
Wearily, with trot tearsCarr became a person of the very gushing up into may eyes. '"Ask any
greatest itnportanoe, and ,emerged at i
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never felt better in his life, his other bell's drag store, Monday, Dec. fStb.
halt should look for squalls. Glasses properly filed.
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