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I Go on a Mission.
BY DAMON KERB.
March.
•We were made for some nsefnl purpose and
not to^lounce about and fritter away valuable
5me.\jdiS ..id, »«h * ? mJ
comfortable position and entertaining
‘Yes every one has a mission, replied my g *
tie little mother, the mediator between Lydia
ind me-who isxny father’s youngest sister and
with whom, on account of her assumed superi
ority over me in years, dignity, education and
^closing™
boo A k fi w g ifh force by way of "gg™* \
oa :j Seeing the grave rebuke in her eyes, i
Mked more g?ntly:‘What is my mission mamma?
‘Flirting,heading novels, going to balls and
P *£,k j'oomosl <»« interfering
Sd 0 8?anding y b°fore e my KsJeSlunt wfth the
‘What is this fine acting about? aske p p ,
looking in at the door. ‘What has turned pla-
Now naDa loves me very dearly, but.ior some
..accountable reason, be .anally t.ke. Lydia.
a sirrs&BCTS-
m fb t ,n L itt%™fe;.be J .bnngb. i= «i. r nld
for m/.he recovered*’ The question wasi agita-
. o in ’father's family, the female portion at least,
ed to Lvdia. Mamma did not care, only Lydia,
was so old fashioned and couldn t be changed
iLto any pretty diminutive. Papa wanted it to
StS’ldllaJ Great-grandm.,whoBe name was
Lvdia grandma who bore through life the same
euphonious, graceful name, Lydia, the present
and only encumbent, and my present opponent,
all contended that I was to be “•*«***“jjjj\
rick number four. It was decided at last that I
should settle the matter on my tenth birthdaj
bv deciding for myself. How I was petted and
caressed the month proceeding tenth birth
day! Alas, lor human machinations and ma
nipulations! I proved treacherous. I nad eat
en their cakesDd cookies, but I did i* 01 , 8 ® 11 “y
name (like Esau his birthright) for all that. At
a dinner party given by grandma Tranick in
honor of the occasion, I baptized myself, out ot
mamma’s glass of water, Lilias Tranick, and no
argument induced me to change it. I hey nev
er liked mamma before and now they openly
showed their dislike. The truth of the matter was
papa influenced me most, and the affectionate
•Eyd’ of my schoolmates, ended it so far as I
was concerned. I am now the real Lilias and
the quondam Lydia. Great-grandma, grandma
and uncle Charles died, and Lydia came to live
with us one year ago. But to proceed to our
disagreement: papa lectured me about discour
teous conduct toward ^ydia, about my indo
lence, and every thing that Lydia could sum up,
I was deeply wounded and at the conclusion ot
the lecture, I said: . . „ _
•Then, I am to hunt for a mission ? I am sure
I hope it won’t be to keep eternal strife in a
household that was renowned for peace and hap
piness before my introduction, with a withering
glance at Lydia, avoiding papas detaining arms
and mamma’s beseeching look, I ran out of the
room to go off aDd cry over my pushaps and to
vow vengeance upon Lydia. v . i
One thing is certain,they shan’t interfere with
me anymore. I shall hunt indetatigably for
Apple trees are scattering their coral and pearl
treasures over the green sward. The days are
all blue and gold, with now and then a fleecy
cloud floating like a cobweb across the blue ex
panse. The nights are purple and silver, like
a gorgeous oriental robe; the air is redolent with
the perfume of bursting buds and flowers. There
is a lovely ‘Malmaison’ peeping curiously in at
me, as I write, over the window sill. It is bo
fragrant and perfect that I stoop and kiss it.
My mission, 1 had nearly forgotten it.
Yesterday morning, as I passed through the
hall in search of some amusement, Lydia asked:
‘Where are you goiDg?'
‘I go on a mission,’ I replied oracularly and
ran past her.
Earth and sky were clothed in the vesture of
spring and 1 felt unusually happy. I went
through the principal street of our village and
betook myself toward the*row of dilapidated
cottages occupied by the Davenport factory em
ployees. When I was a child, 1 otten came with
mamma to see the sick who lived here. Since my
childhood, I have employed my time to suit my-
Belf—which I acknowledge is not just what it
might have been. I had heard Lydia say that
there was a great deal of sickness down at the
factory, supposed to arise from the decayed
condition of the cottages. She thought a man
of Angus Davenport's means might have human
ity enough in him to repair if not huild new
cottages. I thought so too when I came in sight
of the tumbled down houses, looking like mon
uments of ruin rather than habitable abodes.
It strnck me suddenly that I had found my
mission. It was to see Mr. Davenport and ask
him in the name of humanity to repair and re
build the cottages. Of course this is my se
cret, for, are we not especially enjoined not to
1< t the right hand know what the left hand do-
eth? ‘Self-praise is half a scandal,’Lydia says
when I ask mamma if my sewing is not done
neatly. By the way, Iwi6h she’d remember that
when she begins to enumerate how many gar
ments she has made for the poor.
I wonder what manner of man this Angus
Davenport is, to whom I am about to indite a
touching epistle in the cause of suffering human
ity. His uncle was old, ugly, cross and miserly.
I dare say he is too, for all he has traveled ali
over IhiB little world of ours, and has ‘studied
philanthropy in every climb.' I am beginning
to wonder how he can be so selfish. Perhaps I
am like the man who cried aloud in the streets;
‘I am glad that I am not as other men are.’ ’
May 30ih.
Oh, that precious letter! I have wasted at
least a quire of paper trying to write it If it
was Lydi^ she could write such a beautiful, pa
thetic letter. That is her forte. I am so sorry
for those poor people—but I am afraid that they
will have to get some one more eloquent to plead
their cause. '
June.
That letter is written and mailed! Lydia was
so curious that she nearly guessed my secret;
which is the first thiDg I ever kept from mamma.
I am fearful that it is not pathetic enough. Rhet
oric, and I am afraid grammar, fled from my
mind, so I had to write the unvarnished truth
and what I thought he ought to do.
June.
No answer yet! I have quite set my heart on
having new cottages. Have carefully (through
papa) examined each one, and find them unfit
to be inhabited, all of which I shall write to the
heir.
1 had quite an adventure this morning. As I
was crossing the brook dividing Davenport from
father's estate, I slipped and in I felL Not rel
ishing wet feet, I sat down on the grass and pul
led off my shoes and stockings to dry them.
‘Did.you get wet?’ some one asked close be-
‘ me.
I drew my bare feet under my skirts, answer
ed stiffly that I-had, adding: ... ,
‘I wish Mr. Davenport would mend his bridge.
•Divenport! Does he live here ?’
‘He has not come yet,’ I answered, crossly.
‘When is he expected?’ asked the man, sittipg
down on the grass, just where I could see him
to an advantage. Something m the man s man-
“.“irritated me, and .han't. asked « I
aught of his friend Davenport, I ‘exploded into
ten thousand pieces,’ as Kate Elliott writes of
herself, and abused Mr. Davenport soundly for
his selfishness and criminal neglect of his em
ployees, adding that I hoped bis wife would
tumble in the little brook at my feet as I had
d °‘Y*ou know whereof you speak ?’ he asked, quiz-
10 *Certainly I do. Yonder is Davenport,’ point
ing to where the massive gray structure rose from
among the green trees; ‘and you will please go.
Of course he left, and I ran home as fast as I
could.
June.
‘Lilias is always on the go,’complained Lydia
to mamma,as I put on my hat, preparatory to go
ing to see Mrs. Brown, a woman sick down at
th .I f goto y keep peace, Lydia. When I am here
we keep poor mamma in a turmoil, so I absent
myself as much as possible,’ I replied.
‘Don’t go through Davenport, dear. The mas
ter has come, and has warned off trespassers,
mama said. , , ,
•Dear me! is Davenport ground too good to be
walked on ?’ I queried.
•I must see Mr. Davenport and beseech him
to repair those cottages, cried Lydia.
My heart sank within me. What if Lydia at
tacked the poor man too!
Mr. Davenport will thank you to attend to
your own affairs,’ I said, brusquely. _
‘I understand that Mr. Davenport is a wido
wer,’mamma, said without any purpose of fur
thering my designs, but did.
‘That being the case, I cannot call at his house,
but I will write to him,’ Lydia rejoined, deter
mined Dot to be deterred from her purpose.
I went to see Mrs. Brown; heard much of Mr.
Davenport. AmoDg other things he is going to
rebuild the cottages. Must send him my plans.
July.
I met my acquaintance down by the brook to
day. He knew my name and all about me. 1
was surprised to fiDd a bridge across the brook.
We my friend and I had glided into a conversa
tion, when he suddenly asked it I still thought
Mr. Davenport selfish.
•1 don’t know,’ I said, after a;pause. ‘It may
be to his interest to have the cottages rebuilt,
but,’ looking longingly over at the well-kept
grounds, ‘he has such beautiful grounds for pic
nics and lawn parties, he might offer them to us
young people sometimes.’
•You are the young lady who wrote to him
about the cottages, why not make the suggestions
about the grounds?’ smilingly.
At first, I was too indignant to answer, then
1 "Sfi did write to him be might have had the
kindness to keep it to himself. It will be all
over the town in a week that I was so bold—
•My dear Miss Tianick, Mr. Davenport has
not told it. Only this morning I heard him say
that you must be a charming lady, that he
would like to meet you,’ said my companion,
soothingly. T , ,
I cut short his pretty speech by wishing I had
never heard of Mr. Davenp* rt, his factories,
his dilapidated cottages, and above all that I
had never taken it into my mind to go on a
mission. ,
You have an aunt ?’ he asserted rather than
sufficient. I saw your iriend this morning, pick
ing at the grass around me. ‘Is he not ugly .
Only so tall, and.—Pray pardon me ?’ coloring
under his searching eyes. .
‘Do you mete out your regard by the inch r
laughing, and looking down at his length dis
posed gracefully upon the grass.
1 hold a dignified silence. He is getting too
familiar. ...
•Don’t be angry,’ he said penitently. 1 dia
not mean anything by it. Shall I read to you .
opening his book before I can say a word and
reading Keats’ Lamia.
I sat still, for there was an undescribable
charm in his deep, mellow voice, until he read:
“Love in a hut. with water and a crust t
Is—Love forgive us !—cinders, ashes, dust.
‘How true !' I chimed in. ‘Love in a cottage
does remarkably well in novels but I don’t think
it will stand the test of reality.’
•You are as much a philosopher as Keats,
shutting up the book. ‘I am very sorry to hear
you utter such sentiments. It might do for a
sordid, worldly-minded, maneuvering——
‘Pray, do you give me credit for having no
sense?’ I ask, with dignity—borrowed from Lyd-
ia.
‘You are by far too angelic looking to enter
tain such——.
‘I waive my claim to being angelic, or looking
so,’ I retort, repeating from the same poem:
‘Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line.
‘I still regret it, Miss Tranick,’ he said, (I
don’t believe he did,) drawing his hat over his
eyes. ‘By the by, Mr. Davenport la going to
give a lawn party next week.’
I rose to my feet hastily, made my adieus al
ter the French fashion and departed fo r koine.
‘Here lies my invitation before me. Shall I
go, or shall 1 not?’ I soliloquize, somewhat like
Hamlet. _ ,
July.
Well, I went to that lawn party. Mamma was
asked over to act as hostess by Mr. Davenport
I was gone from home when he came and Ly
dia was in ecstacies over him.
‘Such a cultivated, charming gentleman; so
handsome, so distingue,' (the idea) ‘ so cordial,
‘And a widower,’ I suggested, maliciously.
‘He has Dever been married.’ cried Lydia.
I wondered then, and wonder now, if they
^all except Lydia) were bent upon my catching
Mr. Davenport. Papa brought me a lovely dress
from the city, mamma gave me a set ot pearls,
Lina sent me tuberoses and apple geranium
leaves to wear. Mary Ellis made me a lovely
boquet of white moss roses and buds. I hope,
for their sakes, I looked well.
I was very late getting there. Papa carried
Lydia, then came for me. Mamma was stand
ing beside Mr. Trueman when I entered the
room, and papa carried me to her, and was about
to introduce us, when he said:
‘I have met Miss Tranick.’ Here he offered
mehis arm and we strolled out on the lawn.
‘It was very unkind of you to tell Mr.. Daven
port what I said about his grounds,’ I said, look
ing up into his handsome lace. _
•I did not tell him; he heard you say it’
‘Eaves-droppiug? Where was he? In his
own grounds, of course. I always talk too loud
Lydia says. I am like the hero in Tennyson’s
‘Maud.”
‘I never whisper'd a private affair,
Within hearing of eat or mouse,
No, not to myself in the closet alone,
But I heard it shouted at once Irom the top of
house,
Evervthing came to be known—
Who told him we were there?'
making the quotation serve for my question.’
‘Love told hir^| answered my compaDdon,
ii.v,a./)lx, v *Tlirl von know that Daven-
she had been crying. T went down after solong
a time, and avowed my intention of being
maid, or at any rate of not marrying Angus
Davenport. I was firm; no pleading, no cares
es could turn me. Mr. Davenport took np hi
hat and with the saddest face went out of tne
door. What if he never came back? I asked
myself. I thought of what Christian Reid has
said in ‘A Question of Honor,’ about such part
ings.
•Angus ! Angus ! I called, flying into the hall.
Did he come back ? He onpht n ?' ’ j r
did, with the handsomest, gladdest face I e
saw. And I am to marry him in October
Papa, mamma and Lydia concede that I have
found my mission—but I bunted for 1 .
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askedrwheu my wrath had died away a little.> I rather hurriedly.’ ‘Did you know that Daven
An awful fear overtook me. I dared not ask j port is in love with^you ?’
if Lydia had been over to Davenport. ^ ^
•She spoke to him of the cottages also,’ dryly.
‘She had better attend to her own affairs,’
gloomily.
‘He is going to build others. He has adopted
the plans yon were kind enough to send—’
Over the hills I flew, and here I am, heartily
wishing I had never heard of a mission.
Later.
Lina Morris came in as I wrote the last word.
•Seen Mr. Davenport, Lilias ?’
‘Not I, bnt I have seen an uncommonly hand
some friend of his, Lina,’I answered, carelessly.
‘Oh, yes, Mr. Trneman. He looks very well
when not compared with Mr. Davenport.’
•I thought Mr. Davenport an old man,’ I cried
eagerly.
•The idea ! Angus Davenport is not yet thirty !’
I thought of my officious suggestion about the
grounds and inwardly quaked. Of course Mr.
Trueman had told his friend.
‘It has been decided among the girls that yel
low haired, bine eyed Lilias Tranick would
catch the heir’s heart,’ Lina ran on. ‘Yon know
of course, he has asked innumerable questions
about you.’
I am mute before all this information. I don’t
doubt in the least that Mr Davenport has asked
concerning me. Lina rises to go, leaving me
this advice:
‘Wear that white dress and those ribbons in
which yon look like an angel on Sunday. Tip
your hat a little to one side, it makes you irre
sistible. Don’t let Miss Lydia have a say so
about your dress, or you will be as stiff as a poker.
All the girls are eager for you to look your best
Sunday, jnst to show Mr. Angus Davenport we
have one beauty among us,’ and off she goes.
After Sunday.
How my heart beat as I stood before the glass,
arrayed in white with blue ribbons, trying the
effect of my hat on one side. I was not think
ing of Mr. Davenport, but that brown-eyed friend
of his, with the handsome mustache and soft
voice.
Lydia interfered of course. Said I was too
gay to go to church. Mama took my part,
and papa, too, when called upon by my adver
sary. After I had taken my seat in church, I
looked around. Lina nodded her head approv
ingly, and I knew at once that I was looking very
well. Presently Mr. Davenport and his friend
came in. Oh, horrors, how conld Lina say that
little dapper man was better looking than his
friend ! He had a thin, sallow face, two sharp,
gray eyes, sandy hair, red whiskers and mus
tache, and was not as tall as I am.
His friend, Mr. Trneman, is tall and straight,
with dark brown hair, curling all over his head,
good features, and is very handsome. He rec
ognized me immediately and smiled, while Mr.
Davenport sat upright looking neither right nor
left.
It seems that I have gotten into the habit of
going down to the brook (a habit of which I
most break myself) so after dinner, while mama
was reading, papa sleeping, Lydia sorting out
tracts, I betook myself to the shady dell. I had
not been there long when Mr. Trueman came
ont from the Davenport grounds to where I sat.
‘Good evening,’ he said smiling pleasantly.
(I wonder if he expected to meet me there ? He
did appear surprised.) ‘Am I intruding ?’
‘Good afternoon, Mr, Trneman,’ I returned,
(he started when I called his name. ‘You are
not intruding—that is, as long as you keep on
the Davenport side of the brook.’
‘Which I do not intend doing, if you will let
me join you. See, I have something for you to
read,’ bolding up a book.
‘Of course you can come over,’ I said graci
ously.
‘How do yon know my name ?’ he asked, when
he had sat down near me.
•Never mind that! I do know it» and that is
I looked at Mr. Trueman in silent astonish-
- -xY w iiYWaSL'ti(?feiRJfl% I b^& <: l“ething_ in his
evade the “cinders, ashes, dust,” Miss Lilias.
You know he counts his dollars by the teDS of
thousands.’ He spoke in a low, passionate tone
that thrilled me as none other had done.
‘Are you Mr. Davenport, pro temV I asked,
acidly. ‘If so, then take your answer: I would
not marry him if everybody on earth urged me
to it. I hate him !'
‘Do you hate me?’ he asked in an eager
voice.
I felt as if I were going to cry, as I said with
more of Lydia’s borrowed dignity:
‘You may take me back to mamma;—no, she’ll
have that man with her,—I’ll stay here, but you
may go! ’
Oh, how angry I was ! How I hated every
body, especially Lydia—who walked, by bang
ing on Mr. Davenport’s arm, for ever starting
me out to hunt a mission.
‘Why don’t you go ? ’ I asked, rudely, as Mr.
Trueman lingered.
•Don’t send me away, Miss Lillias.’ he plead
ed. ‘No one will take pity on Davenport's poor
friend, and—’ he is sitting down beside me,
holding both my hands, and whispering:
‘I love you so passionately—you who hate
poverty. I have nothing to offer but myself
and—’
‘Which is more than anything else,’ I replied
unguardedly.
I think he was very presumptions after that,
he was kind, too, for he kept away Mr. Daven
port.
The party was a grand success, as far as I was
concerned at least, and ]tyr. Trueman took me
home and left me just the happiest girl in the
world. I have met him many times since down
by tho brook, and I hav v e consented to share his
lot, for better or for worse, and we never allude
to Keats’ worldly-wise lines.
August.
‘Lilias, Mr. Davenport has asked my permis
sion to pay his addresses to you,’ papa said,
coming into the room where mamma, Lydia and
I sat, this morning. Lydia left imediately.
‘He need not!’ I cried. ‘I don’t wish to be
come Mrs. Davenport. Tell him so, papa, and
tell nim I am not in the market: I am going to
marry Mr. Trueman.’ &
‘Why Lilias !’ exclaimed mamma, in conster
nation. ‘You must tell him so yourself, dear.
Come, he is in the parlor waiting for his answer.
Be true to yourself, darling; and remember what
poor Keats has so truthfully said.’
How I hated ‘poor Keats’ at that moment.
I followed papa into the parlor, My heart
gave a great throb as I saw Mr. Davenport in the
darkest cornor. What after all if I threw awav
my happiness? I was not tempted by his
wealth, but he had shown how generous, true,
kind and thoughtful he could be since he came
to Davenport. I walked up to him, my eves
blinded by mist
‘I am very sorry, Mr. Davenport, that I have
to decline the honor cf oh ! Mr. Trueman
how came you here ? I was much discomfited
as John Trueman lifted up his handsome head
and smiled at me.
‘My little Lilias, I am not John Trueman bnt
Angns Davenport. When you wrote me that
letter about the cottages ’
I fled preoipitately to my room, where I
thought over all the things I had ever said to
this man about himself. I cried heartily: firstly,
about the letter; secondly, about the plans;
thirdly, about the lawn party that I had unwit
tingly asked for; fourthly, because I had been
deceived; fifthly, for pure rage. I would not
marry him ! He loved me I knew; I would
punish him.
Mamma, then papa tried my door, telling me
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