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THE DeSAXJSSTJRES.
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loans- ho was an excellent horseman.
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tion !” he exclaimed with sudden vehe
mence. o>»
“ Your question /
Pose went on more rapidly than ever
A Historical Romance.
BY B. P. SAWYER.
This time there was no doubt what the
eed of her small animal was owing to
l’ose’s left hand hung down and unseen
h/her companion she had touched the |
CHAPTER XXV.
“ Mamma, will it be convenient for
_ _ me to ride up to Rio Vista in the morn-
HLv with her riding whip. ing, to be gone until afternoon? ” asked
shall I go or remain?” exclaimed Miss Feasterof her mother, as that lady
Shall 1 go
Mr Ludwell, ndtng neck and neck.
met them at the gate on their returii
Rose hesitated. What could she say? from the ride.
“ You can dismiss me from the home Certainly; only your father will want
of mv boyhood with a word—shall I go?” your mare.”
he persisted. But she can ride Azalia and I can
«* i S ee no reason why you should,” 8 et a mount from Mrs. DeSaussure. She
said Rose. will let me ride Queen. Do, Mrs.
And then they w r ere at Wayside. Feaster, please let her go. I wish her
Wavside was the railway station about to ™ de wlth me > and mamma will bring
two miles from the Meadows in an east- Ber Borne after dinner. Mamma is so
erlv direction, and consisted of only a anxious to see you and to renew her
i J friomlohin aonnntlml \1iaa HAlnmnn
few houses. There was a warehouse
with a railway waiting-room and ticket
office attached; a country store; a small
house near it which was the residence
of the section-master; a blacksmith
shop, and a few additional buildings
scattered about. As there was a daily
friendship,” seconded Miss Coleman.
“The pleasure of seeing Mrs. Coleman
again and renewing a friendship 1 once
found so pleasant is enough to propitiate
a more important request than the one
you prefer, Miss Coleman. Mary can
go. 1 am glad she has the opportunity
Then I certainly must have misun
derstood your words,” angrily.
“ I said Miss Feaster was kind enough
to give me a lesson in swimming,” with
offended emphasis.
"Then 1 understood you aright; and
if two young ladies, trapsing off to the
river in broad day light auu unblush-
ingly stripping for a swim is not an
offense against propriety, to say nothing
of decency, then I must confess that my
ideas of that virtue are all too prudish
to be even ridiculous,” with a withering
sarcasm and the proud lip curled.
“And for me to presume that Mrs.
DeSaussure, with what 1 feel to lie her
cruel prejudice against me, could sup
pose that I, with all my inherent low
breeding wascapableof suggesting such
an immodesty to Miss Coleman would be
to give her credit for a much more cruel
heart than I can find it pleasant to give,”
said Miss Feaster, drawing herself up
to a level with the lady’s own proud
height and Hashing a defiance as haughty
as her own.
“ You may not assumo, Mary, that it
is of the most remote consequence to me
what credit you attach to my words or
my actions; and now you can go. 1 can’t
tolerate your impertinence longer.
Will Mis9 Coleman come in? per-
mail-the polite storekeeper being the of P a y in 8 her respects to your mother,
nnstmaster—and also a telegraph and I But wll J y° u ! 10t 8 et do ' v ’. n? I can offer
postmaster—and also a telegraph and
express office, the thriving village of
Wayside, embowered in its woods, was
becoming a rival to Scarborough. The
last was old while Wayside was quite
young—but the young grow, and after
awhile catch up.
As Rose cantered up to the station she
stopped to speak to a friend. This
friend was Miss Charlton, a young lady
of about twenty-eight, who had been
offered and accepted the post of station-
mistress at Wayside. This was due to
the progressive President of the Com
pany wlio had advanced views on the
question of the rights of women. Miss
you a glass of cream with cake.”
“ Will you, Miss Coleman? ”
“1 fear I have already taxed Mrs. De-
Saussure’s politeness too far in my neg
lect. We have had such a delightful
excursion, Mrs. Feaster, that I fear 1
have overstayed my time. You do not
know what a time we have had. Miss
Feaster has been teaching me to swim
“Oh, has she! I hope you found it
as pleasant as Mary always does.”
“Yes; it was. jolly. 1 had no idea
that such a luxury was to be found in
the .river
“And, mamma, will you get Aunt
EXnhad M with an^hS Seil y go and . lo ° b trrow? ” itB * W
oTthi8 t lady r i?ad e found n h e r8elf^without ^Very“ ell_; Aunt Seily will attend to
means. The choice she was called upon • them tor you
necessary to tell. You are free now to
do as yon please; continue your intimacy
with this girl if you wish, hut I tell you
plainly, Drucie, she is no fit companion
for the affianced wife of Francis I>e*
Saussure.”
“ Ah! and he, Francis DeSaussure, Is
he blameless in the affair? ”
“ Not altogether blameless; but yonng
men are not held to such rigid account
for such things as women. Youthful In
discretions are common to them all.”
“No; vilify your own son, if you
choose, but do not condemn all others to
excuse h*s dishonor; and, Mrs. De
Saussure, with this knowledge of his
baseness, you have aske<l me to be his
wife. You tell me the poor girl whom
he hns dishonored is not a fit compan
ion for me, and you expect me to marry
him ; to bear the name he has dishonor
ed? I am glad you have told me—glad
that you have saved me. My heart pities
the ’poor girl, but it uespisoa her
seducer.”
" Drucie, you astound me! ”
“Ah! I am not the weakling* you took
me for—the poor, silly fool that for his
wealth ami position, and so-called honor,
would take a husband from the arms ol
his mistref/s. No! did I love him a
hundred times more than I do love him,
haps she can explain to me what it is I would tear him from my heart and cait
«lw» l..,n D tnenSnif it fpurSil I Itlin liolitltil tint UU n tltllit* fnn Vila fn )ut
to make was between one occupation or
another, she had, therefore, accepted
t.ie station agency, and was quite an
important personage.
“Dear Miss Charlton!” exclaimed
Lose, and as the pretty station-mistress
came close on the platform, it was evi
dent that they were friends, for they
proceeded to kiss each other.
Then as Mr. Ludwell rode up Rose
said:
“ My cousin, Mr. Ludwell, Miss Charl
ton.”
Mr. Ludwell bowed and Miss Charl
ton replied with a polite movement of
her head. She had not noticed Mr.
Ludwell particularly on his arrival from
the West, but the gossip in reference to
him had made her a little curious, and
she looked at him with interest.
As he had bowed with marked cour
tesy it is probably that this inspection
roanl tn,l (amahmLIm n*«,1 D .. 1. * .1 1 «
“ Will jLu ride with me to the house ?
Miss Coleman asked of her young com
panion.
“Yes; and help to stable Azalia. I
will be back in a few moments, mamma;
by-by.”
They gaily cantered up the avenue to
the mansion.
“ Miss Coleman, to avoid annoying the
lady, Mrs. DeSaussure, we will ride
around to the stable and put Azalia in
her stable. 1 know she dislikes for Jake
to handle her.
“ Yes; you are very good. I am sorry
though to trouble you.”
“ It is no trouble, and in the morning
I will come for her myself. Do not let
Jake annoy the poor thing.”
“ You shall have everything your own
way. I am only too glad to have you go
on any conditions,” with a friendly
8m i?ey rode around to the stable when
she has done,” turning a frigid back
upon the towering young lady and hold
ing the way open to Drucie.
“Not until 1 can apologize to Miss
Feaster for the indignity 1 have inno
cently caused to ne put upon her. Oh,
Miss Feaster, can you forgive me. I feel
it more than you; please forgive me? ”
she cried, stretching out her hands im
ploringly.
“ Yen; I have nothing to forgive—you
have not offended. There, never mind
I would not have you quarrel with
the lady for me; please go to her,”
whisperingly answered the girl.
“ Oh, never mind the lady. It is your
wounded feelings that 1 should concili
ate. Believe me, 1 am so sorry.”
“ YeB; you are very good; there, now,
please go,” kissing her gently aiul turn
ing away. . , . . ,
“ Drucie, I am surprised, pained and
mortified,” said Mrs. DeSaussure, as the son forever! ”
young lady turned from looking after' “ T “ fc “ *“ n
the retreating girl. . , ,
“And 1 confess to a similar state ol
feelings, Mrs. DeSaussure.”
“Ah, you defy me then in my own
house?” . . . . i,
“Perhaps, I had better not enter,
with a proud, defiance and hesitating at
the steps. . it
“Yes; come in, we are both-angry
now. We will be silent for a while and
cooler thoughts will come. Then I can
tell you something that I fain would
him behind me as a thing too vile to lyi
despised. And, now, Binre 1 do under
stand, I will trouble vou to send me
home. 1 feel that the air is polluted a» d
to breath it another hour would choke
me. Not for all the wealth of the Indins
would 1 remain in this house another
moment,” and in a wild fury of rage
ami sorrow and despair, the girl turned
and rushed nut. into the yard, leaving
the ladv looking after her with a pet-
F ilexed stare as if suddenly awakened
rom a dream. For a moment she stood,
then gathering her dignity together aa
best bIio could Hhe followed.
“If you really desire it, I will order
the carriage; but Drucie, I would ask
yon to consider before you take a step
so rash.”
“ l have considered, it required but a
Hash of thought to tell me my duty. I
have done with you and your wretched
resulted favorably, and Rose having dis- a za liiv was stabled and Jake transferred
mounted and entered a small house 1
Jnke, tell Andy to fetch out the car
riage; tell him to hurry: lose not a
moment; you help him Jake. And now,
Miss Coleman, I have but one request
to make.”
“ Make none, for I shall promiso
none.” she interrupted indignantly.
“ lint I shall insist upon one, and that
you will not say nothing about this mat
ter to a living soul.”
" Were it not for the sake of the poor
girl I wnul\| blazon it to the world this
night. I would write to his command
tell you someuimg urn* »*«**■• .................
havekept back, but since she has pro- and ask that he be diummed out of the
voked it, it is necessary for you to service his presence disgraces,” with a
know.” stamp of her foot that crushed the
“If it concerns Miss Feaster it had, gravel in the walk.
■rhaps, better be left untold,” an- “Very well, fort
iered the young lady, surmounting her then, I hope you wi
where the sick child lived, Mr. Ludwell
continued to converse with Miss Charl
ton, after which he procured his mail.
An hour afterwards Rose came out,
and mounting her pony, rode back with
him to the Meadows.
Mr. Ludwell had waited as a matter
of course, but if his design was to renew
the interrupted conversation, the young
lady prevented him from doing so.
saddles again , .
“Can Jake lead Lily down home for
me Miss Coleman, if he will I believe I
had rather walk? ” asked Miss Feaster.
“Of course, he can. Jake, lead the
mare home and attend to her when you
get there,” ordered the young lady.
Quite by chance they encountered Mrs.
DeSaussure on the way from the stable.
“ Oh 1 Mrs. DeSaussure, we have had
such a jolly time. The ride was mag-
It was as much as Mr. Ludwell could nificent, and what do you think; when
do keep up with the speed of her pony, we ,, ot down by the river, we went in a
and they reached home without a re- owiiiiixiinir 1 ” ...
newal of the conversation.
(to be continued.)
B "i'\Vent ? in swimming? ” with a horri
fied shock.
Yes; Miss
Feaster swims like a
The cotton plaid manufacturers of the duck-or, no, like a swan, as graceful a »
SouU, in Convention at Greensboro, N. any »»n, •*,»**“ H„ V e™e»
C-> represented twenty-three hundred I 8 " J 1 , 1 )’
(•niton nl.SJ 1 l .1 „ _ US. , _ T ,1 nn nna nl«> S9W
represented twenty-three hundred
cotton plaid looms, and the Convention
was more unanimous than the Conven-
I hope to the Lord no one else saw
Drucie, I really expected a better
- You pos-
hon held in Augusta, Ga., and decided I sense of propWy^rom you
t'mtthere was no over production. Itwas wa8 ro y hoyden importunity that
ESCffPlathnt Mi I « it; P^laman into thft 111(118"
ascertained ihat every mill represented j ge duced Miss Coleman into
said Miss
1 F “fo ;• I expect nothing betterdyou
had now sold goods to be produced some cretion. 1 hope you wi
tlme »i the future, and that there were alone, Mrs. De. am*
f° stocks in the hands of the manufac- * ea v* r .' i expect nothing « .
urers. The meeting was harmonious U caan ot blame you for, 1 J[ , i t d o expect
° Vet lhe pr0 ' pMt>0l l? r ? b ““L^™tterC’. a lady of &
perhaps
swereut.— , „ .. . ..
hesitancy and the steps at the Bame
time.
“You can better judge of that after
hearing what it is,” retorted the lady,
“ and further, you can then better judge
whether this girl is a proper companion
for yourself.”
“ I do not understand.”
“ I am sure you do not. Did vou know
what it has pained me so long to know,
you would never speak to that impu
dent hussy again.” .
“ It is your anger that speaks, hurely
you do not mean for me to take your
words at their meaning. She is not
what your words imply.” .
<• t w 0U id be glad that I had not such carriage . . _
sad cause to speak even worse of her.” | you for the courtesy of your carriage,
Oh, Mrs. DeSaussure, you wrong
her You outrag* an innocent girl, in
dignantly protested the young lady.
“ May you never have cause to speak
of her as I speak.”
Mrs. DeSaussure, you speak In innu
endoes. If they are false they ought
not to be spoken; if true, they should
be spoken plainly. How has this girl
offended you; what has she done to un
fit her for the companionship of a
**^1she has broken my heart; she has
brought shame and disgrace uoon the
name that I bear!” cried the lady ex
aggerating her anger into a miserable
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* 1Sel - v resolved to have an exhibition of
P*e I ,rod ucta of that county in the State
air m Macon and then transfer the ex-
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The largest city in Japan is Osako,
ch contains 1,585,695 inhabitants.
tb ® wm V erv sorry that I have offended
Sauasure, inm. matter of propriety
my own m the^ matter f tave
Neither Mi»» * { r en j an v but a ridicu-
*"«> «• oro '
• decency.”
the sake of the girl
ill he silent. As for
Colonel DeSaussure, it can make no dif
ference if you do your worst.”
“No, 1 suppose not. The man who
can look in the sweet face of Mary
Feaster and so wrong her is quite capa
ble of any defiance. I shall leave him
to the infamy that sooner or later a just
God will heap upon him.”
“These are hitter words from you,
Drucie ” this complainingly.
“Ah, my heart is hitter; you have
drenched it with gall 1 ”
“ But you are unreasonable, your con
duct is violent.”
“ You are welcome to the comfort that
thought may afford you; but here is the
I, perhaps, ought to thank
you for the courlesy of your carriage,
but any pretense of tlianas between ns
would he a hollow ceremony. I accept
it because I could not well walk home,
and I would rather lie obliged to you for
the carriage than for the hospitality of
your house. So, good evening, Mrs. De
Saussure. Drive to Rio Vista, Andy,
and as rapidly as you can,” and the
astonished Andy cut his horses up with
a chirrup that sent the carriage rapidly
bowling down the drive.
The road connecting the two villas
was a private one, but kept in the. belt
of order and with his well conditioned
horses Andy made the drive of four
miles in less than half an hoar. The
sun was setting as he drove through the
VOVIPA I BU11 " OUfcVIlip
gr ” Through your son-through Frank porte corhf, at Rio Vista, and was dia-
TVSausaure? ” asked the girl with flash- misseil to returned at his leisure.
Uenausbure h ,»\yhv, here s Miss Drucie,” cried out
inff PVF8. I • .. • tit.
,U “ ifow else could a mother’s heart be
reached. Think you that I would care
for her wiles only that they were prac
ticed to rain my son.”
“ Mrs. DeSaussure, is all this true?
“Think you that it would comfort me
to speak such a shameful thing of my
own son were it not true?”
“ My God, I cannot believe it! cried
Sally as'her voutig mistress came in with
the anger Billl Hushing her lovely face.
“ Drucie, what ia the matter; what in
the world brings you home so suddenly,
has anything happened?” asked her
mother in alarm at the sodden appear
ance of her daughter.
“ No, mother, nothing to alarm you.
I will tell you after awhile. Will you
the girl covering her face with her hands call Ned for me Sally ? Tell him to get
tD ^.knfiAArinff convulsively. I out the pony, I wish to send a message
“VOT .ell I hl«rwa *ll lh.t Jto La\ergne, uxl, Ball,, tell him to