Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 52, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 June 1875 — Page 2

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A PAPER FOR THE PKOPLR.

TERRE HAUTE, JUNE 19,1875.

MY OLD CAJTE-JBOTTOMJKD CHAIR. BY W. M. THACiBU*. Tin a taudy*l6ggtd| hljh-sbooldtiiJt worm With a enaklng old back, and twisted old ^0Ct Bat since toe fair maiming when Fawuy sat 1 blcwthee aad love thee, ohl

cape-bottom

If chain have bat feelings, In holding such charm*. A thrill most have passed through your withered old arms 1 looked and longed, aad wished la do-

Bpftir-—

1 wished myself turned to a cane-bottomed chair. It wo* bat it tooment she sat In this place: She'd a scarf on her neck, and a smile on her face! A smile on her face, and arose in her hair, And she sat there and bloomed in my canebottomed chair. And so I have valued my chair ever since, Like the shrine of a salot, or the throne of a prince Hal at Fanny, my patroness sweet, I declare. The queen of my heart aad cane-botUnid chair. ,, «-T4j When candles barn low, and thecouipanj gone. In the silence of night as I sit here alone— I sit here alone, bnt we yet area pair— My Fanny I see in my cane-botu»med chair, £be comes from the port and revisits my room: She looks as she then did, all beauty and bloom: Bo smiling and tender, so fteeh and so lair, And yonder she sits in my cane-bottomed chair! ME*

must die. One dies by day, and near bim mourns his mother They dig bis grave, trend it down, and go from Jt fullloth One dies about the midnight, and the wind mourns, and no other And the snows give him a burial—and God loves them beth. —[Jean Ingelow,

Malcolm, the Avenger

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tis lasmxovs' men,

JBT HARRISON ATNffWOBTH. {MPCSoa or "To wan ITiix," "BiHUD BIT. "A Tu* or MTTTOX," na, sm

f'H APTER X.—CONTINUED. There was a tap at the door Just then, and she hastened to open it. Mr. Derwent was standing there and as he caaght Violet's eye, he held up a note, asking,

May I come in f" She started up, and poshed her own lounging chair nearer the fire, over which she hod been sitting, because the day was too wet and chilly to allow of her usual outdoor exercises.

But Mr. Derwent, with a smile, rejected it, and playfully reseated her. *1 will not usurp your throne, my love. 1 had rather stand and wait upon you—in all things, a willing slave, you see/1

Violet blushed, and wished lie would not adopt such a lover-like style of talking. Had she not positively nssnrod him she should never marry and had he not appeared to acquiesce in her rejection of his suit

She turned her attention to the note which he had laid on her lap. It is from Sir John Lefroye,"* she said, as she opened it in answer to my request to be permitted to remain here for another week or two."

And which he refuses,* Mr. Derwent iitmediately observed. "IIow can you know that, before I have read it? she demanded in some surprise.

Because, my love, I know tht man. Sir John Lefroye exacts implicit obedienoe from every one about him, and lie will not commence his term of guardianship by permitting vou to set his anthority at nought.

We shall see," Violet replied, as »Ue unfolded the Baronet's epistle. I can scarocly think that ho will bo so discourteous as to refuse th* first rsqueet I have ever made of him." ,•*

In another inintrt*, the grrw crimson with vexation and augee. "How rude—how tyrannicalP* she a*claimed, as she passed tite note to Mr. DervetflL He mj9 a bftiat 'no' to my wish, witH&ut a word ja palliation of his refusal He has made amt&gemcnU, he says, lew tearing tum diroaly, aqd hie carriage will

be 4icre the day afyer to-morrow for use and my lqggag«. But I will not go. he tlunks to exact the samo suhm Union from me oa from liis servants, ho is in error. I shall insist npon remaining here for the the term I mentioned. He 4MM

not use

f«oe for my removal." afr. Derwent sighod. My dearest V«olet. w«fe I In yotir place, I shoukl act as independently aa you aro d«in Yet bethink you, love. If »t were :u* wiser yield at oucc. If we are hencel.rlh to ln» ^trangcrt, 6t what avail is it to make a which does but protn.i pain of jwrtint*?''

N. ti uvc Sir «Mm Lttr\yo may any or lo will tac larget the kindness I lmve receiretl fi yon »ml Sybil, or cease to number yon an^fv* iuy dvareat friend*," Violet antrnwl est *tij. fr. Derwent teUsed he* han«l to his lipa. "My sweet, aUcvtionate ward, I shall never forget what you have just said. It shall be wnfort to me when unles of land and sea UtvWc ut.w

She locked at hhn inquiringly Yes, Vkd«4,n Be altel in in twponHiire manner "when you quit Derwent rxnlge^ I shall also bid it adieu forever, I cannot be content in England, knowing that neither Sybil nor 1 tUro approach and try to console you. In a little while yoe will succumb to the wdee tiiat will be practised to bring about the marriage on which Sir John Lefeove does not attompt to deny he has *ot lus heart You will Income the wife of VettKio Aubrey, and, hunting what je* yot will be wr??« hcl." .mM Viokt sank back in her chair, and hid her troubled face. When she looked apl again it to say, ^You rnuit be deceiving jg*. yourself. If Sir Jcihn is aware of the ter- It does bat increase our riblo ydtioos that rat tta Aubrey's fan^1 he can never se^k to raake me his kiiwaanli

W4c,* lieu aware ofthca." Mr. Darwent antwwtd. It Itf the knowledge of these ,w that makes hins impatient to trui your eon-! sent. Vcnuitt Antawy, a poor man, with *:naU prospect e£ «ariehuig himself, is avoidea aaddbtcaMesi hyjdl who know the circninstajMKt.^t Wafers' death bot Vernm Aahtsj, Ihc h«.^

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«rf a wealthy

ircss, wwtldl be tv50t. f?!!1. open arms »v tbo flckki the ©nried ia wiiKvioa. IX) 5W» think Sir John, with hi* tam9' '''. -is all this a jy *#lueh KB! too fe'.!

UVULA

be my euree through life," said loon a* I am of age. I will

htaod endowing aluihcwses and If anyone seeks either my fHendahip, It shall be ibr mty «ot to prey upon ay eelfishly squander my ptopetty.

A little incredulous sb«ke of the head accompanied Mr. DerwentVreply. Love, you Ihiaft yoe eevld be very stem aad detenniaedi tat jw will never be different to what yon are now—cme of those and gentle women whom none oan adoring, though all are ready to take advantage of the gentienees and gen they cannot enmlato. JA, Violet! al you have disdained my aait, the time may «ome when yem will long for the mwsnoe and st^jport at one who would have Weltered you from every sorrow.**

Do not say that I disdained you*," faltered Violet. He did not answer, bat with a profound sigh bent over her, touched her forehead with his lipe, and left bar.

When Millicent, who had discreetly retreated to the other end of the room during this colloquy, came to know it her young lady would dress for dinner, rite was still sitting as he bad left her. Violet eoold rouse henelf for a few minutee into nearly a warm protest against anything that displeased ner, bnt she had not the energy to act for herself that Sybil pesstssed. She washes Mr. Derwent had truly characterised her, a loving dinging woman, and when her faith in Vernon Aubrey was destroyed, she lost her interest in life. "Will you dress for dinner, Madam?" asked Millioefit The fint bell rang ten minutes ago."

Her lady uttased a languid affirmative, WbAt a faroe it eeemed to deek henelf in bright colors, and flowers, and jewelry, while her heart throbbed so uneasily below! Yet it must be done, for appeanaoe sake and she emerged from her chamber, looking the pettier for lbs flush excitement had lent her cheek, pmI se Sybil, eompoeed and self-posseseed. ee ii she, too, wen not oonoesJing a load of care, swept ncroee the hall to welcome some gnosis who dined with them that d^.

Glad to escape from the routine of a stiff dinner party, Violet did not, when they roee from toe table, accompany the other ladies to the drawing-room, but wrapped a cloak around her and went into the garden.

The nun had ceaeed, a gentle breece drying the paths, and the moon wae peeping over the tops of the trees, and lighting the soene with its soft radiance.

Striking into a favorite walk, np and down which she had often paced in happier hours, she begnn to stroll slowly along it. She had despat.

a hastily-written note

to Sir John Lefroye, boldly stating her determination to remain at Derwent Lodge for another fovt-night, and she was speculating upon the way that this would be reoeived.

A rustle in the branches of some shrubs startled her from her musings, and, with a little alarm she glanced towards the spot. The trees stirred again, and a man stepped from behind them towards her. Becoming seriously frightened, Violet would have fled back to the house, but be grasped her drees, and prevented it.

Is it possible that vou have learned to fear me asked a well-known voice and, looking round, she saw that he who detained her was Vernon Aubrey.

At the same moment the rajB of a lamp tn one of the windows of tbo boose streamed full upon their faces. That light was in the window of the unused chamber where Robert Walters had died. Another moment, and it had vanished but Violet, impressed by the circumstance, wildly bade Aubrey leave her, and would have oontinuod htsr flight, if he bad not thrown his arms around her shrinking form, fend compelled her to stay, j-

CHAPTER XI,

VIOI.TTT 8

PHRPMOTTISS

conflicting

nrc&SAn.

It not ea*y to portray Violet Lindsly's

emotions when she found herself witii Vernon Aubrey. At one moment* tko deep aifeetion she had hog felt for him Ksdebinated. aad she «u ready to Israeli to his embrace, and forget e' but their mutual love. Bnt this ten vanished before the teoollevtion of the deed Wd to bis charge: nd hurriedly dieengag* h* herself, she tiled to control her totoe, and speak to him with composure.

Mr. Aubrqy, your prtaeaee in the ff*r•4 such an hour has Mtnn% Martled Don Mr. Dsrwefct kfcow you a*e hert, or shall I call a servant to aemarint hftn ri&r pen 1 eonae/*he wiiiwl, "It-1

Violet felt as if she should fall if she did, and lifting her light form in his arms, be not cling to something for mpport but] bore her m-doors, and tenderly laid her on summoning her little remaining strength,'the softs in her own dressing-rooftn. Nor she said, You did, Indeed, alarm me. I did be leave her until the attentions of mvwt go in-dflors." {Miiliooat Vyaer had subdued the hysteri-

Not till you havo hsard what I am hen cal attack which seised her. lb aee her to say. POtreat

TERRE ^tAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

/, Imtli the ttemt Mfwl|at has

Idalot hasten

HeseEsod both her hands aad priesed them warmly, although* with a little shiver, she shrank from him, and strove to dis efge hswslf. Still to psnfated. and. at the same time, easkimed," Do not go back to thai m-omenadThooas any more. Sly its prasiiiete at case aad foreran Let the evil wrought within it be forgotten in vialaaB of a fateer tatare. K4y, do not shrink frem me, but 1H this arm be jour protection now and always 1"

Beforethe startled gin ootdd was suddenly lifted aside, aad Mr. stood between her and Vernon Aubrey. "Miss Lindtdy, as your guardian, I have a right to demand whether you are here for the purpose ot meeting this young maiL?" "No, no, it was a chance—en accident,1 she protested, as she clung to him. "I di* not dream that he was near!" 'Tlien it is from you, Mr. Aubrey, that I must an eaqdanation. How is it 1 find you prowling in my grounds at ni^ht, and inducing my ward to commit the imprudenoe of lingering here to listen to yeuP"

As he asked this, he drew Violet*s arm through his own to lead her in-doors. "I am hen, Mr. Derwent," said Vernon Aubrey, in tones as stern as his own, "to see and speak with Miss Lindsly on a matter of grave importance to her, as well as to myself. Why I did not seek her at your house you well know admittanoe then has been denied me.' "It is very noesible,,' Mr. Derwent carelessly replied, "for Miss Lindsly's health and nerves have been in such a delicate state lately, that I have used my own discretion as to the vidton she should ro oeive. If you called upon a day that know her to be men indisposed than usual, no doubt you wen amongst those to whom she was denied. Ner do I think Miss Lindsly will blame me for this. She has bean mon anxious to avoid than to meet you, Mr. Aubrey. Am I not right* my dear Violet? (She faltered an assent, although she could not help wishing that tMr. Derwent had net spoken so harshly, *Miss lindsly is quite w«ll enough to me now—I suppose vou will admit thatf retorted Vernon Aubrey and claim from.her long-standing frioidship aa andnnoe of only half an hour.'1 "To-night, Mr. Aubrey—end hen—and alone P" queriod Violet's guardian, sarcastically. "Do yon suppose me so wanting in my duty, or Miss Lindsly so blind to deoorum, as to grant yonr extraordinary request P"

Vernon Aubrey was reluctantly compelled to admit that Mr. Derwent had reason on his side in saying this. And yet he ae loth to renounce the purpose that had kept him wandering around Derwent Lodge for days. To eee Violet:alone, to reveal to her- what he had never breathed to any othor, waa his settledireeolution, but how to achieve this he knew not. "If I ralinquish'my wish to speak with Miss Lindsly now," he said to Mr. Derwent, will you give me your word that I shall eee her in the morning "My dear sir/'lwas the reply, "you talk as if Miss Lindsly were a prisoner, and I her jailor! If she thinkB proper Tto receive yon to-morrow, at a reasonable hoof, what possible objection can I have to her doing so P"

Vernon Aubrey turnod to Violet, who, trembling and irresoluto, was leaning on ber cuardian's arm.

You bear what Mr. Derwent cays you an a free agent. Consent, then, I entreat you. to grant me the audience I crave." "Why do you urjje this P" she hesitatingly askod. "Upon the sod subject to which you have already gllnded, I have told you that I had rather, much rather not hear you." "But if you'knew "Vernon began.

Mr. Derwent, however, interrupted him sharply. "It is enough Miss Lindsly has docidedly declared her unwillingness to listen to you, and she shall not be forced into doing anything that is repugnant to her feelings." "Mr. Derwent," cried Aubrey, passionately, "you are artfully interfering to provent the interview I seek." "Hush, sirl you grow rude!" was the dignified response. "I have treated you with much mon forbearance than your conduct merits. Violet, my love, you must really let me conduct you into the house."

KAfciar visit? •ftifetopa hi to aee^pou tlatt 1 bttoe been loitertQg towards Vernon Aubrey, as he led atwot hen these two dfojo.M away. "I am sorry, very sorry but Mr.

Too wished to see me, and yvt loitered Derwent is right, and you an unkind tc abo*tt» instead of coming to the house ae you urge me to hear what can only nvive have bees accustomed to do T* faltered! thoughts I would fiun forget. Leave EngViolet, fiilled with a sudden conviction! land, Mr. Aubrey, and txy in some foreign that he had sought her presence to make a country to forget me, and atone for the sin confession of his guilt. into which mv folly aa much as your

Yes," he answered was anxious toi own angiy feelings hastened you.'* soe you slows, or I would oot hewn risked' As Violet sobbed out these words, she let alarming you, as 1 did just now." her head droop on Mr. Derwent's shoulder,

She submitted directly, but turned her

you to stay, for my tale suffering was torture to this gmve, middle-

is for your cars alone. I havtt been silent. agod man, for he loved her with an intense long because I would sot distress you sity of affection approaching idolatry. His bot I caa be silent no longer." marriage with the mother of Sybil had "Soma other time," feho Rumored, feint-! been purely one of interest, ana it bad hr—"somo otu^r timc. I have not courage' remained for Violet Lindsly to awaken in to hear it now." (his heart the tender passion which had "Thee you lis natnreP You hitherto lain dormant gfOesstbatH is lo&nected with the fatal At his urgent request, she permitted erwf that (vTurred b*re not long ago f" he him to makoaef excuse* to their guests, said In suppressed tones. {and went to bed. But sleep

Alas! yes," Violet whiepend "I gusss wooed that night. She but too well what you would tell -me. But for having consulted propriet I could not bear to listen to the harrowing] granting at once the entreaty, details. Have'I not to endun my own! Aubrey, and hearing the conf miserable cpasotoawa of having been in' so anxious to make. some taeasun the eauee of tint dreadful' could do away with the hideous deed?" I guilt, jet If it would have eootbsd a pent

Fw, Violet? Kot &o 1 It is no fault of teat to toll her—the unfortunate osase ot yoiue that the love you inspired was ssin-' all—how deeply he mourned his crime,— gled with the baaer passioas of revenge aad surely *e should have listened, instead of avarice!" selfishly refusing to hear him! "Speak of no mora,** she aaruenti She expressed herself thus to Mr, Der"I cannot forget that the weak, ohfidiah went in the morning, when he came to inmaaner in which I have acted, pruvoked qain how she had dent.

a a a a a a smil«d. and t^ii ji^fcedL «Wv-*—"hi

of ha

Qo, Mr. Auhny.' "My dear Violet.' pain to dwell on upce tt you have quite arietakaa the'pur-

cannot oboy you till you have heard ten, which he has not done, aad never will what I am here to say, he exclaimed, do. So proofs of such a crime have been emphatically, "Yea, Vlolet.you must listen, baaught against him aad it is only by a for yow own happiness is deeply couoeraed few that suspicions the truth an eaterin it.** tamed. He has legally, if not morally, a

She had been on the poiat of leaving right to be regarded as aa ataa him, but now she paused. He was evidently and I feel convinced that you woald not desiriooa of exculpating himself as far as laid have heard him mike say acknowledgein his power.- Yet, of what use was this! meat to the contrary if you had *stayed to Nothing would wash away the broad stain hear him last night." of guilt that had spieled itself between "But he said thH the tale ho had to tell thorn. She amid, she did, pity—yO** tutf was wni«i\'(fsl rrt'i tHc tmibte event

answered, "depend

for you, Mar Ha

At ttme of lb. kepi your room, aad I, anxiety, betrayed to fSeUngs I had hitherto •very one. Mr. Anteey.

impatisnt at your lingering hen when you shoold ha faadsr^he rat*# his aehftokg/ kinsman. iwSdlfaalb wlSper to yott thai your foolish guaidiaa has actually daredJo wra"fen, siid thel itis daughter eonnivee at his suit. He thiaks the tale would so shock aad disgust you, that you would fly Derwent Lodge directly.* "I will not see him." said Violet* resolutely. "My maid shall tell him, if he calls, that I decline to grant the interview he requests. I am hanassed and unhappy enough, and it would make me still mon so if I wen obliged to hear unjust charges brought against the only friends I have in the world." "My dear," said Mr. Derwent, arrestiug the hand she extended to- the bell, "if Mr. Aubrey is nfused entrance, it will be reported that it waa by my orders. Remember that ha accused me of an artful endeavor to prevent his seeing you." "But Milltorat shall tell him that it is at my command she denies him admission, you hoar, MillioentP If ever Mr. Vernon Aubrey calls, and asks for me, your answer is to be that I am engaged."

However, Aubrey did not make his apat Derwent Lodge that day. after luncheon, as Violet was about to follow the example of the silent, unsociable Sybil, and retire to her own apartments, a carriage drove up to the door.

It is he!" she exclaimed, with flushing cheek and startled eye. "Oh* Mr. Derwent, my heart misgives me Have I done right in denying myself P"

It is too late to nscind t&d order," he said, somewhat sharply, for it galled him to find that she wavered between her conviction of Aubrey's unworthiaees aad her affection for him.

Violet stood listening. "He has not gone Perhaps he refuses to leave without seeing me! Hark! Millicent ts ooming with a message."

As soon as the girl entered the room, «fee snatched from her hand a cart! she was holding. "It is not Mr. Aubrey at all! It is Sir John Lefroye—mwt I see him P" "Certainly, my lore. Let him he sboWh up. I dare say be comes to exert his aatliority over hiff-reflectory ward, aad will carry you away with him." Mr. Derwent's flke became gnaetly pale, and his lips quivered at the thought. "Ah, Violet, he added, moumfnlly, "he might have sparod vou to us for one mon short week—the last happy week I can ever know

He walked to a window, and stood these, until Miss Lindsly, almoet as much .agitated as himself, had welcomed her visitor., Then, with his usual courtesy, Mr. Derwent came forward, and greeted him too," bidding a servant tell Sybil thai i&fcf sehce waa requested in the drawing, "If Miss Derwent is engaged, pray don1 disturb ber," said the Barooe "My visit is solely to my ward.

Violet bit her lip. and. looked annoyed'^ his rudeness but Mr. Derwent blandly swered, "Nay, I should be sorry fi to lose this chance of seeing anqldcV of her mothen She will not have opportunity of bidding you furewell^' "I was not awan that Miss Dw" thinking of quitting hotn«}" Sir Ji served

My daughter and I laave En dose of nort week," Mr. Derwent in saddened tonta.~

Sir John unbent a little wben he heard this. A hint that his co-trustee 4ns tampering with the affections of their pretty ward had brought him to Norwood in hot haste, to rescue hor from her danger. But Mr. Derwent's announcement partially disarmed his wrath. If that gontleioan had really been seeking to win Violet's hand, it must bavebeeu unsuccessfully, or he would not speak so positively of leaving his native oountry.

The pleaeantest time at the. year for travebng," the Baronet commented. "Which way arc you going P"

I scarcely know. I shall leave that to All

bil, and be guided by be* wishes sre alike to me now." Sir John did not catch the but stttericd, which was murmurod in mournful accents. But he bowed all the same, and turned to Violet, whose eyes wen filling with tears at the sight of Mr. Derwent's profound decoction.

The Baronet saw soitoethjng of her emotion, and put on his spectacles to survey her mon carefully. "You're not looking very well, ray dear, an youP" "Miss Lindsly generously grieves with Sybil and lover our impending separation," said Mr. Derwent, when he foand that Violet did not reply.

Ha 1—humph! She's just the ago to form romantic friendships/* said 8k John, a little pompously. "She must not be allowed to give way to morbid sentimentality. It's the bone of young people, and must be discouraged."

How Violet hated him for this dogmatical speech I But Sybil's entrance prevented the pettish retort she was meditating.

Sybil quiet fjtaoc had made her rather a favorite with Str John and he conversed with her for a few minutes with mon affability than he had testified to Iter father. But he soon referred to the purport of his visit. "I have been telling Miss Lindsly that she is not looking welL A few weekx by the sea will do her good. Lady Lefroye has written toengageapartmente at a hotel at St Leonard's, and is only watting for Miss Lindsly to jean her to fls4ho day for taking possession of them."

Sybil cast an affectionate glance at her friend. "Sir John is right, dear Violet you look as if you required a change." "Possibly I do," rite replied with quiet decision. "And I shall be ?*ry happy to aocompacy lady Lefroye to a watering place, hut act tin after aext week."

Sir John frowaed. mth the beet heart la the world, he did aot like tobethwarted, waa qukk to nssntit "lWs Ireek you meaa, my dear Lady Lefroye will expect you to return with me.* "I am sorry to disappoint her ladyship, but I aa aot ready to go wfth you, Sit Joha," said Violet, politely, but firmly. "I told you so in the aote I asspatchod to yoa last evening," "Beady Oh, I understand 1 Like all other youag ladies, you have an immense amount of packing to do. But Miss Derwent will attend to that for you, Tm

Sybil will have her own racking to do If she is goiag abroad, aad I prefer to attend to my own," said Violet, still mon positively.

But you have a inaid. I thought that ladies kept maids to manage all these trou* Masonic affair* for them," cried Sir John, who was aa determined as his ward.

dsar^T ha said, after a Wia pans* |*6of»'a awaaiwiiMti arc all it hartndmp«9lspaM) «M|Mtstoken yvorslj aad aaCvaatajat on wages. It will nally iaoMwaaanse

"I should ho Ukairj to be the cause of any inconvenieaoe to Lady Lefroye. Will you tell her so, with my compliments, aad asscraaces that I will join h«r at 8t Leonacd's,"

Sybil touched Volet's arm. "Why not accede to 8ir John's request, and go at oaoaf Yourmaid aad your trunks oaa follow aad the pain of partiag will be prist if delayed for a few days as now."

Instead ef replying to her friend's remonstrance, Violet turned to Sir John. "Mr. Aubrey has been with you this morning, has he not? It is something you heard from bim that baa brought you herein such haste P"

The Baronet looked rather embarrassed but acknowledged that she had guessed correctly. An angry flush overspread her face. To know that ner friends had been maligned—that she was to be hurried from Derwent Lodge for fear she should give her hand to its owner—only made her more resolute to remain. "You have heard. Sir John," she said

how unselfishly Miss Derwent bids mo go has already hen my dear papa you as one of my guardians, he did not in tend you to treat me as if I wen a child or force me to behave ungenerously to those for whose kindness I can* never be sufficiently grateful.'*

and her father obey you.

advised me to

Sir John drew himself up.

"I am not aware of having overstepped the authority over you that the law aad Major Lindiuy's will has "I do not intend that you shall do so, sir 1" she cried, with aa imperious gesture "I have invited myafgf to remain at the aad unless Mr. Derme out from under with Sy id my letter for joiaiaf Lady Erfnyjfc."

Lodge a little went absolutely

Sir Jeha looked very nd, aad somewhat passled. Hit could not give her a hearty Shaking, as he felt very iiuch inclined to do aeithar had he the tact to pi Qommomfao, or even to retreat "Yonasiaveiy obetiaate young lady. I mast have a litUe Mk to youbyyonndf, if Mr. aad Mian Derwent Wih be so obliging ae to leave us.**

But Violet—who wai eecntly half afraid of him, and she knew t)at s^e should aot have the courage to pereeverirtf he hedame very peremptory—refused to let Sybil quit the rooifi."

I don't want to be argued with. I dare

am very obstinate, as you have just ed me. But my wish is such a simple one, that I think it ought to be granted without all this fuss, when Sybil leaves England, I will go to St. Leonard's. Yon might be satisfied with thir. Sir John."

Sir John began to draw on his glove, slowly and methodically. This gave bim timo for consideration. Mr. Derwent, who again retreated to the window, had not en or moved during this discussion, al though his compressiKl lip&and restless eyes Cyinc«d the deep interest he was taking in it.

A bright tiiought had flashed into the Baronet's mind and. riaing, he confronted his fellow-guardian. "As it appears to be of no use talking to Mias Lindsly, I must have a few words ?ith you, Mr. Derwent. I am anxious to Remove our ward from your house, princi '^oQy because a rumor has got abroad, that ^yoa—I beg your pardon for my plain speakJng, hut this young tody's obstS^acy compedsmetoit" "Pray proceed, Sir John. I

CB&IM**

with

any amount of candor," ^aid Mr. Derwent. aniliog slightly, and lifting,^r^rows SB

he looked across to Viol "Well, sir, it rutnoioa TIM you are trying to inveigle'Miss Lmdsly into an unoqual aad disgraceful marriage. Now you know this, I'm sure you will ooncur with me in saying that she oiufht to be placed under the care of Lady Lefroye immediately. That step, and that alono, will effectually silence sucn reports."

But, on the other hand, my dear Str John/' said Mr. Derwent, very politely, "it is rumored that your eagerness to get Miss Lindsly into your hands arises from a scheme to unite her to a kinsman, whose circum stance and fame would reap gnat advantage from it," i'h« ifctronet was now purple with anger. "Are you trying to insult me, sir, toat you say this P" "Be tranquil, Sir John. Is it worse for you to hear that you have turned matchmaker, than for me to hear myself accused of seeking Miss Lindsly's hand from the baeegt motives f" "But tho one rumor is correct, sir, and the other is not." ••Which is tho correct one? You will say year's, and I might retort that it is mine," Mr. Derwent replied, with the same quiet good-humor he had testified all along. "But this Is ohild's play, Sir Joha, aad unworthy both of us. You see, it is driving Miss Lindsly from the room.v

Ho croesod to her, and took her hand. **My dear, are yon quite determined not to accept the vacant scat in Sir John's brougham thia.jmorainj?" "Quite," shp said, firmly.

Mr. D«fih£etii bowed to Sir John, with a look tbit deemed to imply, "You see she Is notrto be persuaded, and that it la no fault of mine if she continue* obstinate.'1 Then he s»id to his ward, "No one must expoctr me to blame you because you like Sybil and I too well to be In a hurnr to leave ua. Bat, atthe same time, Sir John and Lady Ijefroye have really cau»o for oomplatnf, if your consideration for us keeps them in townl" •. uT "Of couxue, we have. Hr. Dorwant speaks very sensibly exclaimed the Bar: onet, qMto mollined to find his cause espoused when he leant expected it. "Suppose, then," Mr. Derwent smilingly continued,—"suppose you leave this wilful damael to our management Sybil acd I wiB pledge ourselves to bring ner to you to-morrow, or give a good reason for it. Will ye* agree to this, Sir John? Will yoa, Miss Lmdsly V*

TIM Baronet assented frith eagerness Violet, with xductaaoe* She ooold aot, however, raise rfny further objections, and £ir John departed to, take to his lady and Vernon An wey a dirft report of the stubborn and waywacd domeanor of the once gentle giri whose guard,ijaship he now ngrettad to have aooeptsd. -T

•Ho,** aid Xr^3kanMat, stopjrfng^ aa glad at chaag^ahe wa^rua away. Do apt caB hsrV She ms what ahe haato HttualK mornings w- am too ill JfehMV Mi listen to htr to-

1th looks of tho deepest concern, Violet began to interrogate him, but he checked her. "Ask me nothing now, love. To-morrow I must have some conversation with yon. Will yoa oome to mo in my study after breakfast?"

She readily assented, aad with a solemnity that awed her, he added, "To-morrow, Violet, yoa shall learn much, of which you an now igrocant. To-morrow you. must make a decision on which not only the happiness, but the honor of another depends I"

He left her, and when Sybil came in and inquired for him. Violet heard a servant tell her that his master, fooling very unwell, had gone to bed.

Depressed by his manner, and Sybil's grave looks, Violet followed his example, aad weaiy with the wakefulness of the proceding night, aho soon slept {TO BE COKTINUKD.]

A KEW SERIAL STORY

Malcolm, the Avenger

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THE MYSTERIOUS MURDER, BY HARRISON AIX8WOKTH,'' Anther of "Tower Hill," "Bafltwl at Last," "A Tale of My»t!ry," Sc.

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