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VOLUME VII.
CHEWTON ABBOT
BY HUGH CONWAY.
Chapter I.
The mistress of Chewton Abbot
had somehow conceived the idea that
the girl who had won her son’s heart
was of a dollish style of beauty. She
may have jumped at tills conclusion
from the memories of her own young
days, when she found the heart of
man was more susceptible to attrac¬
tions of this type than to those 'of
her own severer charms. Pretty
enough, after a fashion, she expect¬
ed to find the girl, but quite crush
able and pliant between her clever
and experienced hands. She had no
reason for this impression. She had
coldly declined to look at the por¬
trait which her son, that morning,
had wished to show her. Having
formed her own ideal of her would
be successor at Chewton Hall, she
regulated her actions accordingly.
Her plan was to begin by striking
terror into the foe. She wished no
deception; the amenities of social
warfare might be dispensed wi th on
this occasion. Knowing the advan¬
tage usually gained by a sudden and
unexpected attack, she had not re¬
vealed her name. She simply desir¬
ed the servant to announce a lady to
see Miss Keene.
Hearing a light step approaching
the door, Mrs. Abbot drew herself
up to her fall height and assumed
the most majestic attitude she could.
It was, as one may imagine, a fine
three-decker of the old days turning
her broadside, with sixty guns run
out and ready for action, upon some
puny foe, to sIioyv her that at a word
she might be blown out of the water.
Or it was what is called now-a-days
a demonstration in force.
The door opened and Millicent
Keene entered. Mrs. Abbot bowed
bowed slightly; then, without speak¬
ing a word, in a deliberate- manner
looked the new-comer up and down
She did not for a moment attempt to
conceal the object of iier visit. 1 Ici
offensive scrutiny was an open de
claratian of war and the girl was wel¬
come to construe it as such.
But what did the gr#at lady see as
, she cast that hostile but in spite of
herself, half-curious glance on the
girl who came forward to greet her
unexpected vistor? She saw a beau¬
tiful girl of about nineteen; tall and,
making allowances for age, stately as
herself. She saw a figure as near
perfection as a young girl’s may be.
She saw a sweet, calm face, with
regular features and pale, pure com¬
plexion, yet with enough color to
speak of perfect health. She saw a
pair of dark brown, truthful eyes—
eyes made darker by tbe long lashes
—a mass of brown hair dressed ex¬
actly as it should be. She saw, in
fact, the exact opposite to the pic¬
ture she had drawn; and as Millicent
Keene, with graceful carriage and a
firm but light step, advanced toward
her, Mrs. Abbot’s heart sank. She
had entirely miscalculated the
strength of the enemy, and she felt
that it would be no easy matter, to
tear a woman as this from a young
man’s heart.
The girl bore Mrs. Abbot’s offen¬
sive glance bravely. She returned
her bow and, without embarrassment
begged her to be seated. Then she
waited for her visitor to explain the
object of her call.
“You do not knorv -who I am, I
suppose?” said Mrs. Abbot, after a
I have the „ pleasure . of f . knowing .
Mrs. Abbot by sight,” replied Milli
cent in a perfectly calm voice.
“Then you know why I have call
orl ed upon you?
ae girl made no reply.
Mrs. Aboot continued, w.tn un
mistakable scorn in her voice; “I have
called oaue<1 to ^ see the tne young vonntr lahv ladv whom whom
nay son tells me he is resolved,against
iis r wwish>makt * ife ”
am sorry, Mrs. Abbot, you
,, &n<l , tell . „ me this.
“How ,^7 could you expect P otherwise’ 7 !
raniv Abbot bears one of V the oldest
names and is heir to one of the best
CONYERS, ROCKDALE! CO., GA., JULY 4 , uff.
estates in the county. When he
marries lie must marry a wife in hi
own position. What has Miss Keene
to offer in exchange for what lie can
bestow?”
The girl’s pale face flushed; b d
her brave, brown eyes met those of
her interrogator without flinching
“If I thought you would understand
me, Mrs. Abbot, I should say that I
have a woman’s true love to give
him, and that is enough. He sought
me and won that love. He asked for
it and I gave it. I can say 110 more.”
“In these days,” said Mrs. Abbot
contemptuously, “persons in our sta
tion require more than love—that a
young man like Frank can always
have for the asking. Of what fami
ly are you, Miss Keene?”
“Of none. My father was a trades
man. ' He was unfortunate in his
business and has been many years
abroad trying to redeem his fortunes.
With the exception of an education
which, I fear, has cost my poor fath¬
er many privations, 1 have nothing
to boast of. I live with an aunt,who
has a small income of her own. Now
you know my history.”
Mrs. Abbot had soon seen that
crushing tactics failed to meet the
exigencies of the case. She put on
an appearance of frankness. “You
are candid with me, Miss Keene; and
it appears tome you have plenty of
common sense. I put it to you: do
you think that Mr. Abbot or myself
can lend our sanction to this ill-ad¬
vised affair?”
The girl’s lip curled in a manner
which was particularly galling to
Mrs. Abbott. A tradesman’s daugh¬
ter, whose proper place was behind
a counter, had no right to be able to
assume such an expression ! “That
was for Frank, not for me, to con¬
sider, Mrs. Abbot.”
“But surely you will not marry
him against our wishes?”
The was silent for a minute.
An answer to such a question requir¬
ed consideration. “Not yet,” she
said. “We are both too young. But
if, in after years, Frank Abbot wishes
me to be his wife, I will share his
lot, let it he high or low.” She
spoke proudly and desively, as one
who felt that her love was well worth
having, and would make up for much
that a man might he called on to re
sign in order to enjoy it.
It was this independence, the value
the tradesman’s daughter set upon
herself, that annoyed Mrs. Abbot and
led her into the mistake of firing her
last and as she hoped, fatal shot,
“You are not, perhaps, aware,” she
said, “that the estate is unentailed?”
Millicent, who did not at once
catch the drift of her words, looked
inquiringly.
“I mean,” explained Mrs. Abbot,
“that my husband may leave it to
whom lie likes—that if you marry
my son you will marry a beggar.”
The girl rose. With all her prac
tice Mrs. Abbot herself could not
have spoken or looked more scorn
fully. “How little you know me,
madam, to insult me like that! Have
you so poor an opinion of your son
as to fancy I cannot love Mm for
himself? Did you marry Mr. Abbot
for his wealth?” Mrs. Abbot winced
mratthyattheqaestran. . “Do
you
thmk I wish to marry Francis Abbot
only for the position I shall gain ?
You are wrong, utterly wrong!”
“Then,” said Mrs. Abbot, with the
bitterness of defeat, “I suppose you
will persist in this foolish engage
ment, and the only chance I have is
an appeal to my son 9 ”
He alone shall release me from f that
promise. But it may be long before
ho can claim it, and so your anliety
may rest for some time, Mrs. Abbot.
1 r have l this • morning.received • • i a letter , ,,
from my father. He wishes me to
join iiim in Austialia. Next month
I shall sail and it will probably be i
three three 01 or four tour years veurs before before T l return return.
Then, if Frank wishes me to he h;s
»-•*
loss of lands and love of parent
v ' !
and . carve out a way m . the . wotld ,, for , j
himself T ”
A weight • , was lifted , from , Mrs. , 7
>
Abbot’s mind. She caught tie sit-j
uatioiv at once. Three or four year’s
separation! What might not hap¬
pen ! Although she strove to speak
calmly, as a treat lady should
she could not keep a certain eager
ness out of her voice. “But will you
not correspond during (bat time?”
This was another important ques¬
tion. Again Millicent paused and
consideration her answer. “I will
neither write nor be written to. If,
eventually, I marry your son—if his
love can stand the test of silence and
absence—at least you shall not say
I did not give him every opportune
tv of terminating our engagement.”
Mrs. Abbot rose and assumed a
pleasant manner—so pleasant that,
considering tbe respective positions
of herself and Miss Keene, it should
have been irresistible. “1 am com
polled to say that such a decision is
all I could expect. You must for¬
give me if, with my views for my
son’s career, I have said anything
hasty or unjust. I will now wish
you good morning; and I am sure,
had we met under other circumstan¬
ces wq might have been great
friends.”
Whatever of dignity or majesty
Mrs. Abbot dropped as she put on
this appearance of friendliness was
taken up by the girl. She took no
notice of her visitor’s outstretched
hand. She rang the bell for the ser¬
vant, and bowed coldly and haughti¬
ly as Mrs. Abbot swept from the
room.
But bravely as she had borne her¬
self under the eyes of her, inquisitor
when the rumble of the carriage
wheels died away from the quiet
street, Millicent Keene threw herself
on the sofa and burst into a flood of
tears. “0 my love!” she sobbed out.
“It is hard; but it is right. It will
never be, I know! It is too long—
too long to wait and hope. Can you
he true when everything is brought
to hear against me? Will you for¬
get? Will the love of to-day seem
but, a boy’s idle dream? Shall I ever
forget ?
Chapter II.
Mra - AWx)t drovo h «me in
stately carriage, thinking deeply,
Her mind was tolerably easy. She
knew there was little ohance of a
J onn S man’s love living through
years of absence and silence. Frank
would go into the great world and
“ a ? e 011 many a fair face during that
time; till the beautiful face ol Mi [fi¬
cent Keene—for even Mrs. Abbot
could not gainsay the girl’s beauty—
would gradually fade from his
thoughts. He would taste the cup
°f ambition; he would see what
power and station meant in the
world, and would soon laugh to
scorn his boyish dream. He would
very quickly realize the difference
between Abbot, of Chewton Hall,
an( l plain Frank Abbot, who had to
earn the bread to keep a wife, be she
ever so charming. In fact, the
thoughts of Mrs. Abbot in her car
riago and Miss Keene on her sofa
were almost identical, although the
words which expressed them differ
cd.
Save for one thing, Mrs. Abbot’s
reflections were very comforting.
mi Due drawback 1 „ , „ , avas that she j-n fei* u low
ered m her own eyes. She had made
a mistake, and had been treated with
contumely. The victory was hers,
but she had not won it herself. It
was not her cleverness, but the girl’s
right mindedness which would bring
about the separation. She blamed
herself for having misread the girl’s
foye for Frank fas influenced by Ms
possession, mortifying had to think of.
Still, matters turned out well,
She would have the satisfaction of
telling her husband that all was or
at . M end _ t]iat the hope
0 f the Abbots would not marry no
body’s daughter. So busy was she
with these thoughts three that she did not
notice when some miles out
“ ‘‘j ““ J lovni A of tgLL Kr :, tol a
reins X*~ stopping
preparatory to
ne^tive p-esture ’ he simnW i t.opdicd '
his - hat and drove wMie : trank
on, |
and his mother passed, neither
apparently noticein* the other#
pro be continued.]
NUMBER 17.
BIRDS ON THE PAfcM.
THE ROBIN.
Mr. Tronvelot, ol M dford, Mass.,
being engaged in raising silk-worms
for the production of silk, bad abun¬
dant reason to notice and remember
wlgit kind <>! food our American robin
redbreast prefers.
His enclosure of seven or eight
acres, where the worms were fed, was
covered with netting to protect them,
but birds would occasionally break
in, and of these there who at hast
ten robins, he said, to one of any
other kind. It was the season of
small fruits, and huckleberries
abounded in the field’s close by, but
when ho opened the crop of each ro¬
bin killed iu his enclosure, be found
at all but insects.
To test their destructiveness in this
direction still further, ho exposed a
thousand of his silk-worms on a scrub
oak, which lus caused to be watched
Iu three or four days the worms were
all gone. The robins, with some help
from the cat birds, had eaten them
every one, Mr. Tronvelot, though a
loser himself, gave the result of his
experiment for tbe farmer’s benefit.
The robin belongs to the thrush
family, all of whom are enormous in
sect eaters, but. the icdbreast beats
them all in the number of kinds he
devours.
A son of Mr. Wilson Flagg caught
three young robins and fed Uiern with
angle-worms and soaked bread. They
soon died. Ho then caught three
more, and fed them with angle worms
and a little fruit. Two of these died,
and then his father told him to give
the survivor insects to eat, and u vas
riet.y of them. Accordingly all sorts
of beetles, moths, grubs, bugs, vine
worms, chrysalids and caterpillars
were procured and laid before the
bird. lie ate them all, and roou re¬
covered his health. Ho rlways kill¬
ed them before lie swallowed them
and once when a hard beetle fai'ed
t,o “set well” in his crop, ho threw it
up and gave it another thorough
pounding, after which lie swallowed
it again.
It has been proved that a growing
young robin requires considerable
more than his own weight of animal
fcod every day, and during the sea
sffln of rearing their young the off
birds forage almost exclusively upon
insects. A single one has been
known to kill eight hundred in one
Fanners and korticultarims who
lose patience with the robins, because
they sometimes touch their cherries,
strawberries ami grapes, can afford
to heed the advice of tins mitmalists
before they strike down such pretty
birds. “It does no harm to pat up
scare crows in youi trees and gar¬
dens to keep them away, hut it hard¬
ly pays lo kill them.”
The redbreast is net only poetical¬
ly but literally the friend of man.—
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OLD RYE’S SPEECH.
I was made to be eaten,
And not to be drank ;
To he threshed in a barn,
Hot soaked in a tank,
I come as 3 blessing
When put through a mill :
As a blight ahd a curse
vV hen run through a still
Slake me into loaves
And your children are fed ;
liut if into drink,
X will starve them instead.
In bread I’m a servant,
The eater shall rule ;
In drink I am master,
The drinker a tool.
Then remember the warning ■
My strength I’ll employ—
If eaten, to strengthen ;
If drank, to destroy.
SHE TOOK HIM.
At 11 o’clock yesterday forenoon
a couple of excursionists nook seats
on the east portico of tbe Citg Hall,
directly under the window ot the
Chief of Police. He was a bean-polo
looking chap of twenty-three, with
dust an inch deep on his back, and
she was an auburn haired angel of
20, wearing a soli 1 shoe, ami chewing
three quids of gum rolled into one.
For a long time they sat and looked
at the fountains and sighed and were
silent. Then lie tenderly queried :
“Haimer, isn’t it dreamy?”
“Yum,” she answered.
“I, could sit here forever,” be
whispered.
“I don’t believe I could—I’d be
hungry.”
More silence and sighs, and then
he took her elbow in bis hand and
said :
“Hanner, I’m hungry now.”
“Didn’t you bring a biscuit along?”
“Hungry for your love, Hanner—
not for biscuits. Hanner, s’posen
we s’posen a case.”
“Well?”
“S’posen I know a Justice of the
Peace who would marry us?”
“How much?”
“Two dollars.”
“Have you got the money?”
“Hanner, do you doubt my loan*.
I’ve got 75 cents, and I’ll hunt up
the Harker boys and borrow the
rest ^
“I’m afraid.”
“Now, Hahner!’’
“O, I can’t, ; you know my folks
don’t like you.”
“ifanner, hitch this way till I talk
to you. S’posen I bought you can¬
dy, and peanuts, and watermelons ?
S’posen you realized ray great love,
and concluded to hitch to me before
seine other girl captured tbe prize ?
We’d gently slip down these steps,
turn the corner of this stately edifice
walk to tbe shop of a Justice, and
you’d have me and I’d have you.”
“O, dear, but pa would rave.”
“Hold on,Hanner. Your pa needn't
know it—no or.e will know it. We’d
gently slip down these steps, tarn
the coiner of this stately edifice,
walk to the shop* of a Justice, and
you’d have me and I’d have you.”
“O, dear, but pa would rave.”
“Hold on, Hanner, Your pa
needn’t know it—no one will kuow
it. We’d keep it as silent as the
grave until I bad made your old man
respect me for what I am. Gimmie
half a show' and I’ll make your par
toller me around like a calf within a
vear, and your mar will fairly love
the ground I walk oa. Come, HaD
ner, let’s slip ”
“O, Ga'.vge!” of
“Hanner—Hanner! Ttytuk the
, , .. . ..
t 3 emeUYthe° 'gold* 6 “ateiSJ’ and
diamonds, rings, and silk dresses.”
“ Where?’’ aim
“Why. next .year, when woo!
C ? m eS Brn’t I own fortv acres
ot land , ? Don’t I dote on you r
Would I ask you to slip around it I
didn’t love you above the best hos»
* 11 tmr country ? Hanaer, let us
slip.” me?”
“And you really love
“Yes?”
Then th slippe c1.
They caught the sight of a 6 foot
farmer coming up the walk with a
Mg cane on one arm and his wife on
woid street, the latter whispering t
himself, as he dodged through the
City Hall.
“ Th ' lfc!s ber old dad, and be k™cU
oxen dwwn with that club."—G-mea
go Tribune.
In former times it was (generally held as
good dwtrine that fast-growing trees produc
ed wood of but little value. Tn this country,
however, at the present day. there are many
cases showinar the rule win not hold good, it
bird cherry and many similar trees n*»t at alp
the case of eat»!pa, a tree tbat grrows rapidly
and has quite pithy tL wood when you atr. it has
that voodis of a very desira
blc nature, and. used as posts in the ground,
or for purpos above ground, it will out Iasi
pio woo l of many slow ifrwinir trees