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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 . Overtasking the Knergiel. It is not advisable for any of ns toovertwk ourwerj Kies corporeal or “^dge“how many transgress this procurable fo«J«ydty^ow'n and set ica, and il conip ^i than any invigorant ever pre- energy “pre effe ^boring men, athletes. Btudents, io^lists? tawyertclergymem physicians, all bear tes timony to its wondrously renovating powers. 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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 that Mr. Davenport was waiting for me, bnt I would not come ont. Lydia came at last Poor Lydia? 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