Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 9, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 July 1878 — Page 6

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

HE MAIDEN AND HER LOVER.

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Tar, lar away, beside the foam, A little maiden had her home /v And princes wooed her, rich and gay.

Bat still she lightly Mia them nay She cared notlf their came or went, Within her humble home content

Tor thing* were not as now, yoa know, Long ago, and long ago. Her father oft wonld muring stand, And hold his little maiden's hand, 'And, pointing, cry, "From o'er the sea ,» One day my woe will come tome."

And whisper as he shook his head: "What shall I do when she is wedT" Tie loved her so, he loved her so, 0 on an of on a go

A lover came o*«r seas, one day, \t' And stole her si triple heart away Bat, wben die saw her father's tears.

And thought of alllils after years, "Go back across the sea," she cried. And wept, "I cannot be thy bride Itjl For things were not ai now, yon know, ffff Long, and bog, and long ago.

She watched upon the bridge, next day, Her bonny lover sail away, She dropped his ring into the foam, And then at twilight wandered home. .She found her father sitting there. -She wept, and kissed his silver hair She loved them both, she loved them so, (r

Long, and^long, and long ago.

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Unrepentant to the Last.

AN ENOLISH ROMANCE. BY PHENXX DURIVAQK.

*'I CHAPTER II.

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THE "COURSE OP TRUE LOVK" BUNS FAB FBOH SMOOTHLY. On being told tbafc bis son had been invited to dine with their next door ^neighbor, Pembroke broke out into «torrent of angry words.

don't want to have anything to say or do with the fellow,'he said to Stephen. 'He's an upstart. Rich as a nabob no may be nevertheless he is an upar •1 do not think, father, that the gen tieman deserves such an appellation,1 «the young man answered, after a short pause. *You don't think, indeed!' exclaimed

Pembroke, with a sneer. 'You do not mean to put your judgment against & jnlne?* 1 should be sorry, sir, to do aught that a son should not do,' was Stephen's utful reply. then go not into that mans house. ., i.slr.'

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-'•Wo matter for that you must invent «oioe excuse for breaking that promise." Stephen's face fell, ana for some mo \soents he remained silent.

You seem to forget, sir, that I am' no longer a schoolboy,' ne said, presently. am ever, as you Know, willing to obey

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"if"':.Solar point! must beg to use my own jl vrill and pleasure. A man who has ^eonnted elgbt-and-twenty years of life 4 ean not submit to be trammeled always §L by his father, however wise that father -4" may happen to be, and—' 'What on earth is the use of all these ^wordsT* burst forth Pembroke, white

SJiwilli nge. 'If you are determined to aot contrary to my wishes, do so, and take 7" \ttbe Conaeqaerices of your folly and diso.JpMieftce. Not a syllable more,' stopping

JStepben, who was about to speak 'I won't li?*ten to you.' !fhe young man immediately left the 3apartB«en,t and soughtl the presenoe of 8Vl*« mother, to whom he detailed the -whole of the above recorded conversatlon. 'I am at a loss, Stephen, how to counml you,'she answered. 'I would be loath to see you do anything that would annoy your father but you are of an age

& to judge for yourself of what is right and of what is wrong. Let your own discreAj»*- .• tion, then, lead you.' 'I see no harm whatever in going to -'dine with the Cheaters.' •\V 'Neither do I, my boy.' %g 'a *Then, mother, I shall certainly conft Ictade upon going.'

The Porohesters dined at about seven o'elock so, likewiso, did their next door neighbor. With the assistance of a ooapleof sticks. Pembroke could just O manage to crawl into the dining room, which be had no sooner reached than he I Rooked round for his son. 'Where Is Stephen?'be growled forth,

Axing his- keen eyes on his wife's faoe. 'He is next door, I think,' she said, hesitatingly.

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'Next door? Not at the Cheaters', sure-

Mary looked dowuward. .:

'Has he gone to dine with those peojple?' bellevoso.' 'Contrary to my wishes. Very wellvery well, indued,' flashed the merchant. *He is a most disobedient son but then fee shall repent it—he shall surely repent lit.'

Mary made no answer, but took her accustomed seat at the dinner table, her foosband sitting opposite her, looking as dark and threatening as a thundersflood.

Meanwhile, Stephen was seated at Mr. Chester's hospitable board with Caroline, his host's lovely daughter, near Mm.

Althoush Mr. Chester's behavior was full of courteay toward his guest, a dose obierver might havo s»eu that he was not tiitesether at his ease. Ills eyes were jiasUMSi and, wben he spoke, his voice aoanded quite thick and tremulous as if 3ts owner was under the influence of aome strong emotion.

If Stephen were charmed by a distant "view of Caroline Chester's faoe, what 'Imt* he now that he was able to closely .•inspect all Its many beauUee? He was fairly fascinated by, and already head .over ear* in love with her and In her aweet society he lost all recollection of angry father at home.

Mr. Chester did not appear to keep any jOateulag ear to the conversation of his lament and his daughter on the contrary, 5e held himself aloof frona them as Inaeb as pos^blf, *nd was apparently seMMtfderam gratlfted by the (act of their toeing aotafuiwsted in each other. The ftetbw evtaeed n»« nnxiety to show off daoshter's aswsotr.plfshments, nor idid ahe herself attempt to make any Vi display of her acquirements. At length IBlephe* glanced toward a piano, and seked ftvrsome tnusic. end, without a .ajkomeufs hesitation, Choline went and ^seated herself at the instrument. •Do yon wish tor instrumental or vppal

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Mr. Porchwsterf' she inquired, in most unaffected tmmner. 'Oh, if you sing, lei me hew your totoe above every Instrument in the world,' he replied, taking his place near

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•Whatev «. Where shall I jftii'l your musk!?' he asked, looking about fer some.

•Oh, you will look In vain It baa not been unpacked since we left the ship,

And with that she ran her finger* rapidly up and down the keys for a few seconas then, all at onoe, those fingers paused, struck a chord, and afterward glided along, producing a tendw, melancholy strain, to which ahe added, her •oft, melodious voice.

Stephen stood entranced, hta drinking in the sweet sounds, breeding love's settled passions In his heart.

Caroline's singing was not of the ordinary kind. I do not pretend to say her voice was anyttiing very grand, tor lt had neither volume nor flexibility still, she bad the power of entrancing every ear that hearkened to her.

In such delightful society you will not be surprised to learn that to Stephen the evening flew by with amazing swiftness. He was loath to withdraw when toe hour of his departure drew near. He had been entertained so unostentatiously, yet withal so pleasantly, that be felt be could forever remain where he was. He shook hia host's hand at parting, with considerable warmth and oh, how be lingered in bidding sweet C,woline adieu!

He hoped they might beootne fast friends with one another, he said—even friends for life and Mr. Chester and hia daughter earnestly echoed all his wishes and at the same time begged him to come to them often—as often as he wished. 'The more frequently we may see you. Mr Stephen the more we shall be pleased remember,' Mr. Chester added, as the young man lingered on the threshold of the drawing room. •You are very kind—very kind, indeed,' Stephen answered, in inexpressible delight. 'I'm sure I'm very much obliged to you. I shall really feel happy to join your little home circle now and then.'

Stephen then took his leave, and left the bouse. On the young man's arrival at home, the door of the dining room opened and tbe white face of his father showed itself.

Stephen started on seeing it. 'I want you in here for a few moments,' Pembroke said, in harsh ac'Yes, sir—very good, sir,' stammered the other in reply.

The father and son were now face to face together. •You have been next door, I understand,' tbe former commenced. •I have, father,' Stephen replied. 'Against my wish.'

The young man was silent. 'Sit down/ Mr. Porchester added, authoritatively.

Stephen ailently and mechanically obeyed the order. .•«.*, 'I believe that I stated—distinctly stated^my averseness to your becoming intimate with the people who live next door?'

The listener bowed, assentingly. 'Yet, notwithstanding that, you have actually been dining with them?' 'I confess to tbe fact, which I hold as a blameless act on my part.'

Now, hearken to me and heed well my words fori shall utter no empty ones. I will, for onoe, overlook your lack of duty toward me but neglect to observe my commands a seoond time and I will send you forth from' my door a beggar. I have the power to do so, as you

Know, and I shall not neglect to use' lat power.' Stephen rose from his chair, and made as if to leave the room, but his father's voice checked him. 'I have not yet finished,' Pembroke remarked. 'I beg your pardon, sir,' rejoined the son, very respectfully. "It's my impression—and I'm not very often wrong in my inapresHions— that those Chester people are a pair of mere adventurers. The fellow has heard that you are the only son of a prosperous city merchant, and he thinks to catch you for his daughter. You will suredly be snared if you do not strictfollow my counsel. Remember that have warned you and so, goodnight!"

And so saying the speaker seized his pair of stioks, and dragged himself out of tbe apartment. As the door closed upon him, Stephen threw himself desparingly into a seat, and bowed his head upon bis breast, In an attitude of great dejection. While he was sitting thus, an entrance unclosed slowly, and his mother appeared. "My son she said, as she advanced toward him.

He raised his head at tbe sound of her welcome voice. "I have overheard all that has just passed between your father and yourself," she added, taking a seat by Stephens side: 'and I am sorry to find him so full of prejudice against persons whom I honestly believe to be as thoroughly respectable as ourselves.' "Thank you, mother, thank you!" Stephen responded, .taking his companion's hand, and tenderly pressing it between bis own. "I will not .conceal from you that I like the Cbesters, father and daughter both and that I am pleased to hear you express yourself thus kindly about them. I cannot understand my father's ill feeling against our neighbors—can you?" "I think, Stephen,'' she said, after a few moments' reflection, "I think, dear, were I in your place I would not act in pposition to your father's will. By jiving way to him you will prevent much unpleasantness in our home. Your father, you see, is at present greatly harassed with business affairs, and his temper is much soured in consequence thereof. Bend to him, then, in thin matter for a short while, and doubt

not hut something will arise to obange his feelings, and turn them in tbe right direction. Although a hard man In the main, he can be charitable now and then. So we will hope for the best, my

"^Stephen was silent someseconds before he spoke in answer to the above. He was aitogother unwilling to promise to follow hia genii* mother's prudent advisinsp. lie had, as I have stated aln?At y, conceived a strong passion for CaitAtce Chester, and he Wt inclined to brave all tbe effmr* or ni* fmuer'i anger rather than remain entirely out of her sight. This much, In aa lew words as possible, Stephen made his mother comprehend. She burst into tenia while ahe listened to him. Wben he had concluded, she fell upon his neck, crying. "Oh, my boy, my boy, I am truly grieved to hear your confession! You will struggle against this passion—tor a time, at least—for the sake of our hearth's peaoe. Be patieni tor week or two, Stephen, and in the meantime I will do all my best endeavors In your service. Perhaps your father may soften at once when he perceives that you are •cling in conformity with his wishes." "I am a boy no longer, mother, and feel hurt beyond expression to find my

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she answered, carelessly. But no aooner had she uttered theee words than she, and her father likewise, looked fused: but, strange to relate, Stc, did not remark their evident ember ment. 'I have an excellent memory,' Caroline presently continued. 'I oan remember a score of sOngs without the least reminder.'

disnraoethe name I bear." "I am anre of that, my son," was her answer "but—" "There, dear mother say no more to me. I must be left to foifow the advisings of my own heart."

Mary heaved a deep sigh and, alter a few mora words, which it Is unnecessary t6 register here, the mother and son separated.

On the following morning. Stephen departed for the city before his father had risen. •11 thai day Stephen felt harassed. He had slept badly daring the past night, and news had Just arrived that their ahlp, tbe Pearl, waa lost. boat, containing one of tbe ore of the hapleas vessel, had been picked up at sea, and tbe fate of the Pearl had been ascertained beyond all doubt.

The knowledge of ihla heavy loss, and also the knowledge that another blow of Pc to the house 'orchester A Son was pending, together with his heart-anxio-ties, made Stephen feel completely wretched. He read his badness letters, directed his clerks In their various du ties, and listened to this person and to that, with his thoughts all the while far, for away, dwelling upon the fair being whose image waa constantly before his mind.

He thought how happy be might have been had father hut been kind for he could not help thinking that tbe eyee of CaraUoe ana her father wonld look favorably upon bis suit.

Hedid not admit that he bad fallen suddenly in love with Caroline be would not do so. Had he not admired her from the very first hour he beheld her—and had he not been thinking of

ea uy ner prrwouuc, wiuu uu» v-« hia forever—that bright eyed one, with her frank wiys, and her voice so sweet ly attuned!

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.ng seemed to fret him, and to not_ ing could he give his attention as he ought. He issued wrong o/ders to those around him oftener than once, and be gave cross answers to more than one who addressed him. In truth, Stephen was anything but himself, and those about him did not fall to remark the fact

The merchant's son was thankful when the hoars of business were finally over, and be could emerge once more into the outer air, and be alone with hia own thoughts, which grew more and more disturbed the nearer he approach ed the home of her he loved.

He discharged his hansom cab at the corner of the squafe, and then on foot proceeded slowly onward.

He could see the doors and windows of the Cheaters'house now. Tbe windows were bright with light, and he fancied he could see tbe figare of bis beloved fluttering to and fro behind the blinds. 'Ob. that he were with her there!' he exclaimed within himself.

By and by he gained his own door step. Then there arose in his heart a hard battle between bis duty to his father and bis love for Caroline and be now paused on the step, uncertain how to act, —Whether to follow tbe dictates of prudence, or thoee of bis new born affection whether to enter his own home or that of his neighbor. While he was thus deliberating, a hand was placed on bis shoulder, and, looking around, Stephen beheld the smiling face of Mr. Chester. 'Ah, Mr. Stephen,

I'm glad to see you!'

the latter cried, extending bis hand, and that of tbe young mam 'I was you wonac in ly mi You are only just from business

jult thinking of you wondering whether in upon us this evening manner we proposed. 1,1 pre-

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sume? I knocked at you* door this morning, and made my inquiries after your father's health. How thankful I am to find that he feels no very serious effects from his late accident! He had a most happy escape.' •He had, indeed!' returned Stephen, in such a flutter as scaroely to be the master of his own voice. •Generally speaking, your father enjoys perfect health, I believe?' •Perfect.'

And your toother?' •Wellf of my dear mother, I cannot, I regret to say, pronounce so much. She has a nature exceedingly sensitive and anxious, and she ever thinks of others before herself. There are very few women in the world like my dear mother.' Stephen said, in a voioe unsteady with emotion. •I am glad to hear you express yourself thus? Mr. Chester rejoined, presently. 'Few young men, nowadays, trouble tbemselve to speak in praise of their parents. Will you come In and say 'how do you do' to my daughter?' he added, abruptly changing his speech and manner.

Stephen hesitated. He would have accepted the invitation there and then, but at that instant his mother's shadow appeared on one of the window blinds before him, and the memory of her wise and womanly counsels happily came to him. "Thanks, Mr. Chester, but I tbink I cannot come in to you this evening/ he faltered oui, most unwillingly. 'Present my compliments to Miss Chester, and—'

And here he broke down entirely, feeling that he could not find a word more to say. 'Well, then, on some future evening, not afar distant one, I hope we may expect your eompany,' Mr. Chester said, shaking the young man's hand.

And, with those words the two men separated, each entering his own dwelliUj in

Porahestcr. I oouldnt have imaglned that you had a taty grown fellow like thla to call you father!'

Fall grown fellow! Stephen knitted hia brows together and drew bis lips inward with a feeling of deep disgust tor the speaker.

Then he walked to the other end of the room, where bia mother was sitting alone, and entered into conversation with her. 'What on earth is this vulgarian doing here?' he aaked, under hia breath. 'I cannot say. All I know Is that he Is enormoualy rich, and has business to transact With your father,' returned Mrs. Porchester.

Steonen lanched satirically. Where-

aaaea, ramuiariy. -wu»e, i«»i, u«o if it's one worth having. I like a IpUjgh above all things. Now for it.'

Stephen answered him not. Zotterland sight was far from being keen, other ise he would have seen tbe oontemptuoH* Inoks with which the young man e\ «'l Mm. 'What, it's a cret, is it? Oh, well with all my beau, say I.' And Zotterland showed bia Dig teeth In a most alarming manner, and gave vent to a loud, hoarse ohuckle.

Stephen still ooutinued silent. Dinner was now announoed and presently the West Indian was engaged in discussing the merits of a dish of excellent soup, into which be had put nearly a whole teaspoon fuI of cayenne pepper.

The man was ignorant and rude beyond endurance yet, strange to say, Pembroke Perchester bore with him most pstiently, and even smiled at his coarse expressions.

Seated near his host, Zotterland, over his deesert, became suddenly confidentisl. 'I say, Porchester,' he said, speaking in a whisper, and significantly nodding his head in the direction of Stephen—*1 say, that's a deuced nice chap, that son of yours, but raytber uppish. Nevertheless, I like him, and I shouldn't mind making him my son-in-law. Now, then, what do yon think of that, Porcbestar?' 'I feel greatly flattered—greatly flattered, indeed,' the merchant answered, at a loss what to say. 'Oh, you do you? Well, I'm glad to hear you say so.' 'I was not aware that you had a family, Mr. Zotterland.' •Well, I don't pretend to have one, was tbe obuckllng reply. 'I cent see how you can call one daughter a fami ly.'

The master of the honse raised his wine glass to his lips, and stifled his laughter as best he could. He did not forget his guest's immense wealth, and the tottering oondition of bis own world ly affairs, or how far this Zotterland might become useful to him. It was politic and wise of him then to play the agreeable to the planter, and see no faults in either bis speech or his behavior.

Zotterland bad a daughter, for whom he was desirous of securing a husband, and Porchester remembered that be himself had a son unmarried. Who could tell whst might happen? Stephen might be able to rebuild the almost shattered fortunes of their bouse by wedding this rich West Indian's daughter.

These thoughts passed rapidly through tbe merchant's calculating brain. As they did so, the anxious look he bad worn so long, gradually vanished, and a more hopeful expression took its place. 'You'd maybe like to see her?' resnmed the gueet, as he heaped upon his plate afresh supply of almonds and raisins. 'Meaning Miss Zotterland?'

Tbe planter nodded In reply.

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When Stephen made his appearan the drawing room, he found a strsn

W UIO ur•WIUU IWUij HO ivuuu mt there—* sugar planter from the W»t Indies, whom Pembroke addressed as Mr. Zotterland. —i wan, thin lipe, and large

A yellow vlssged man, with. hollow cheeks and eyes, thin lips, and large teeth, was this Mr. Zotterland. A most unpleasant looking person very tall and ill made With immense fa% and bands, and awkward manners, and a voice that reeembled the croaking of a frog.

Mr. Zotterland had bad a good many business transactions with Mr. Porchester, and the gentlemen had been made well acquainted withveach other years ago, toy the means of pens, Ink and paper, but they had never met until

The'* West Indian had called at the merchant's tt» cfcy,* hour before 8tapbea had raaehad tt that morning, and WiHng to find l(r. Porchester there. aad hsariagthat hawaa oonfined to hia hNWfRWtliKff^l Hf an accident, ha address, ana see him on soma would not admit

Zotterland had the merchant, He had certain plana and certain speculations to set before bis boat, which occupied the whole day, till the door opened and Stephen appeared. 'Your son!' exclaimed the sugar planter. 'Well, 'pon my word and honor, I shouldn't have thought it, Mr.

'I'll Dring her here some day,' he hastened to say. 'When shall it be?' 'I'm sure we shall be delighted to see her at any time,' the merchant answered. Then, addressing his wife, he added aloud 'My dear, Mr. Zotterland's daughter will do us tbe hunor of dining here next week. On what day will you be pleased to fix for the event?' 'We will name the earliest,' Mary rejoined, politely. •That will be to-morrow,' the planter eagerly snapped up. •To-morrow, if perfectly convenient to yourself and Miss Zotterland,' Mrs. Porchester answered, in the same accents as before. 'Ob, as to It being convenient to Bella, I never study that sort of thing with her,' grinned the West Indian, 'if I say to ber, you must do this, or you must do that, I expect that she will obey me. And, generally speaking, I am not dls appointed by her.' •Yo

ou are blessed in having an obedient child,' answered Mr. Porchester. glancing across the table.at his son 'all fathers cannot say as much.' his large, then, Mr. Zotterland,' Alary added.

The planter's mouth was full at that moment, so be nodded his head by way ofreply. *Oh, mother, what a fearful infliction we have to look forward to!' Stephen murmured in her ear. •Jt cannot be helped, my boy we must be civil to this man, I suppose.' 'He's a vulgar, hateful brute, whom I should like to smother!' cried Stephen, under bis breath. 'I never met his like. wonder how my father can tolerate his presence here. As a matter to be anticipated, bis daughter will resemble him in manners.' .„

Probably not we shall see,' Mrs. Porchester responded. Stephen elevated his shoulder, and uttered a short, disdainful laugh. •Ah, indeed I expect we shall see.' be retorted, meaningly. 'I wish I could fall asleep, and not awake again for a whole week to corne^

-••'"V CHAPTER IH. TBI PLANTER and his daughter. To-morrow came, and with It the planter and his daughter—a colored woman!

Thick lipped, flat nosed, woolly haired, with a skin of a mahogany hae, stood Bella Zotterland before tbe astonished eyea of the Porchester*. She wss about nineteen years of age, diminutive in etature, and exceedingly Jthln, with large, black eyee, and white, guttering teeth. She was excessively shy In man-

ntosUttte thing,Porchester, wben you come to know her,'the planter reBMKlndi aside to his host. 'Her mother was a nal beauty, and as black as jet. Bella wilt have a round sum when she ad a rounder sum whan I to be. Your son and my match, Porchester i? A quarter of a down on the wedding day—not feithlag leas. *A quarter of a million!' exclaimed the other, hia faoe reddening with surprise. 'Perbape more but 1 only promise tbe quarter, mind!' •Yes, yea, I understand perfectly,' the merchant replied. "Confound it, if ahe were only white!' be groaned within himself.

Unaware of tbe planter's matchmaking

intentions, Stephen took the trouble to behave quite civilly to the little mulatto, thereby amazing his father, and delight Ing the wealthy planter, who was weak enough to regard the tawny Bella as a most attractive and fascinating person-

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tbe dark race that be bad learned to look upon a black skin as a very trifling matter in fact, in Zotterland's eyes, an ebony hued complexion was ju8' handsome ss one or pure red and white. *It was all prejudice to object toa bit of color different from your own,' he was wont to say to people.

But, as we have already shown, the planter waa a most ignorant man, in whom no aort of refinement could be expeoted to be found. He was extravagantly fond of his daughter, in his own peculiar way, and was ready to lavish upon her a large share of his enormous wealth, In order to purchase for her a position in the world, and to add to the nappineea of her state. He gave her money without ever counting it, and be allowed her to drees herself socordlng to ber own taste, and aa expensively as she

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eld her decked in all the colors of the rainbow, and in materials the dearest thst could be bought for he bad as little judgment of whst it was proper for her to wear as she herself.

On this occasion Bella wore a robe of white silk, with a train, at least, reaching two yards behind ber, and a peplum of Drigbt amber, trimmed with cherrycolored satin. Around her neck and her arms, and pendant from her ears, she curried diamonds and pearls of precious price while on every Drown finger she wore a variety of glittering gems, the very rarest that possibly oould be found.

Miss Zotterland spoke English with about ss much propriety snd elegance as her paternal parent and sbo used her knife and fork, at dinner time, with

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awkwardness thst Stephen, who wss narrowly watching her, almost began to suspect tbat she had never used such articles before. •What do you think of her, Porchester?' the plsnter ssked, in a low voice, during tbe dessert 'She's fit for your son, or the son of any man, eh?' 'Decidedly,' answered the merchant, fidgeting in his chair. 'I knew you'd admire her,' returned tbe West Indian, quite delighted. 'I said to myself, "Let tbat gal only show herself, and she'll ialrly turn young Porchester's bead." And so it is. Do you twig him?' he added, jerking bis hesd in the direction of Stephen, who was talking to Bella, with a wish to gain some amusement out of her replies "Twig?" echoed the master of tbe house, a look of annoyance spreading over bis face. ••Yes, the youngsters," returned the other, with another jerk of his head in the same direction. "Ah, to be sure!" Mr. Porchester rejoined, glancing across the table to the spot indicated. "He's struck with her it will be a a

A faint smile parted the merchant's lips, and then a sigh burst from them. He thought of the quarter of a million of money, and then of the tawny vir^u'" and the vulgar bearing of her wi owned that sum. He dreaded to em*! tain a hope that Stephen would be over to make a sacrifice of bis 11 bony and bis happiness in the way he oould wish him. But be would talk, to blm, and point out to him the many advantages that would attend upon such union and, moreover than that, the probable ruin which was threatening soon to fall upon them. Stephen might listen to bis arguments, and be might not Mr. Porchester could not build upon securing his son's acquiescence to bis wishes in such an important matter. •I said it would be a match,' Zotterland replied, finding that he was not likely to receive a speedy answer.

Mr. Porchester raised his hesd, and roused himself out of his reverie. 'I beg your pardon,' he said 'I bad unconsciously fallen into a train of thought.' •Thought! About what?' •Really—' ,j ••.. •Oh, about the young folks, to be sure! I see—I see!

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Bella a meaning look, and rose to withdraw. But the young lady paid no attention to the other's movements, and kept her seat. 'You're not going to leave us, Mrs. Porchester?'said the planter, addressing his hostess, who, after quietly bowing her head by way of rdply, pasasd behind the chair of the mulatto, and touched ber lightly On the aboulder. 'Let Bella alone, ma'am,' cried the West Indian, with a coarse laugh 'don't you perceive how agreeably she's engaged with your young gentleman? She'll do well enough where she is, for tbe time being.'

Mary colored and hesitated how to act* •Sit down again, my dear,' *ald her husband, from where be sat. "We do not want to part with you yet awhile' be added, accompanying his words with a look full of significance, and doing bis best to conceal tbe annoyance he really felt at the moment.p ,. •Yee, sit down and make yourself comfortable, my dear lsdy.' put in tbe planter, renlllng his wine-glass, and then tossing off Its concents at a single draught.

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Stephen knitted bis brows for an instant, but in the next burst into lsughter—laughter in which there was mere of contempt than merriment expressed.

Here tbe planter broke suddenly forth into a song: When we're young, we should be gay,

Then what's the use of sighing? Life Is but a holiday, To morrow we may be dying. 'Those are my sentiments,' he said, after he had concluded his strain 'and very sensible sentiments they are, in my opinion,' he added, with emphasis, and once more drawing toward him tbe wine-decanter.

The merchant' watohed his guest with much uneasiness, and with considerable disgust as W&l. But he did not betray his feelings—he could hot afford to do so—but wore a constant smile a smile alike empty and false. *1 tbink now/Mary, we should like to have a cup of tea,' be ventured to say. Take Miss Zotterland with yon, and we will quickly join you.' •That's too bad of yoa, Porchester,

ftot st tnls moment a male domestic entered the room, and claimed his master's attention. 'A telegram!' exclaimed the latter-

from tbe he continued, •We will be with yoa presently, my dear,' he went on, seeing that hia wilo had not yet qnltted UKJ SI«u*ment

Thereupon, Mrs. Porchester and Bella —tbe former with very anxious looks— Thlfm^cSanl't^en tore open the yellow envelope, and read toe message.

jfc,

After that he crushed the paper in hsfirta, and thrust it into his pooket. Stephen was watching his rather wit^ intense anxiety. 'Good

Bews,

I hope?'

said

the planter

•Not bad,' answered the other, spea lug in a broken voice, but trying tor sume a careless air. •Draft the telegrams, say I!' the W Indian resumed. 'Bring they elthe good or bad news, it always comes upo you as sudden as a flash of lightning ss, your uncle Is dead, and left yoi £20,000 or tbe so-and-so bank he* failed or the firm of so and-so is goi to smash. Ob, deliver me from all tele graphic communications, I once moi exclaim!' I 'Shall we follow the ladies?' the mc chant asked, scarcely aware of what was saying, and at the same time stai ing Up from bis chair. •With all my heart,' answered planter, following his host's example.

And the three men at onoe left tfe dining-room, and, crossing the hsll, ei tered another.

Mary looked up into her husband! face as he appesred, and in tbat face sr saw a settled gloom—a look of dark del pair. His bands, she perceived, wel shaking with a strange nervousnesr nervousness she had never seen him blbit before. ... •It is come at last, I fear!" she whi pered within herself.

Pembroke Porchester's lips seem! sealed now. There he sat, like a statu] looking fixedly at tbe carpet, with}? thoughts far, far away.

On being addressed by the planter,. complained of a sudden and racki headache. •That's the effects of tbat telegrat. rejoined tbe other. *1 told what thl were, thoae telegrams I'm new wrong.'

Porchester clssped his burning for bead with his hsnds. The croakii voioe of tbe spesker seemed to strlli his brain like a hammer^and drove hi almost beside himself. He wished to' by himself just at this time, snd prayed that his guests would soon tal their leave*

But Zotterland had no intention going just yet, and the mercbant wi compelled to endure tbe torture of vulgar presence, and the still great torture of his tongue, until a late hou] when he and his daughter at last df parted. 'What Is the matter—what has h| pened, dear Pembroke?' his Inquired, as soon as the door was clc upon tbe visitors. 'Don't ask me. Mary!' he answerc abruptly. 'Stephen, oome with me my btudy,' he added, addressing I son. And, so saying, Mr. Porchest hobbled out of the room, and 8teph« followed him. [TO BK CONTINUED ]i

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M8TMTIY RELIEVES.

do you feel» Bella my

love?' he continued, addressing bis daughter, who only giggled in reply. 'Ah, sly one, I understand don't I, Mr. Porchester junior Well, well, go on It's with your pa's approval, you know.'

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tried almoatereryUi'nif, at

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