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recognizing Joe's writing, and wonder- “But the first letter explained all thating what he could have to say to her. told her you were only my amanuensis.“ Thus she was spared the shock. It was ‘Only, on such private matters, sir, it evident the old gentleman was much would hardly be delicate.” worse than he said, or probably, than he “Can't see it. Don't you go to interthought; and his faculties seemed a good fere between me and my daughter, and deal obfuscated, or he never could have tell me what is delicate and what is not. dictated such a letter to his only child— We are not on terms of punctilio. Lucy indeed, it hardly bore marks of being his knows me a good deal better than you dictation, and, but for an expression here do. Do you ever hear from Levitt?” and there in the old style, he would “Very seldom." have thought the letter a hoax, a flam, “But sometimes ? “Yes, sometimes.” from beginning to end. He must say he “When did you hear from him last ? did not feel grateful to Joe for writing it. Reluctantly he answered, “The day beHe might have softened it as he wrote, fore yesterday.” so as to make it fit for Lucy's eye, which Oho, and you never told me of it! now it really was not. He should not Can't call that very open or kind.” “It show it to her, nor any in the same vein, was a business letter, sir." as it wonld be to her serious detriment. “About money ?” “Partly." She was fond of the old man even to "Had my letter—the one you wrote foolishness, and she was fond of Levitt for me—arrived ?" "Yes.” to distraction, and for her father and hus- Why hasn't Lucy answered it?" Mr. band to fall out about paltry money Oldworth was strongly tempted to make questions, would literally kill her, he a lame, i. e. a false excuse. But he said thought. At present, they were enjoy- “Levitt inadvertently opened it, and out ing themselves very well. He should of consideration for her health, did not open all Lucy's letters henceforward, as a give it her for fear of agitating her." precaution; and he would thank Joe for “Mr. Tolhurst's face grew purple. “Do a few confidential lines, marked "pri- you tell me,” cried he in a voice tremvate," telling him the true state of the bling with emotion, “ that my letters to old gentleman's health. He seemed to my child are tampered with ? that Levitt him a little touched in the head. In that reads them and never gives them to her?" case, you know, allowances must be “Dear sir, this agitation will hurt made.

you—" Mr. Oldworth was occasionally liable A fig for this agitation! What else to violent headaches; and he had one af- could be the result? If I drop down ter reading this letter. Never mind. dead, he'll only be glad. Joseph, give me Business must be attended to. And pen and ink. I'll write to him myself." when he had finished his day's work, he His hand trembled so that he could not went down to Chiswick, as he continu- dip the pen. ally did now, to beguile the long even- “Just fill my pen for me, my dear feling to the forlorn father. It was a heavy low. What a blot! task; a sorrowful task; but he did not steady, will you ? My eyes are misty, I shrink from it on that account. What think. Perhaps you'll just guide my he did shrink from, was having to write hand a little-like when I was a little any more letters to Lucy, that would only boy, ha, ha-second childhood, Joe. 'Lebe read by Levitt. In course of time, vitt, you-you-" 'villain' trembled on this task was imposed on him; he put it his lips and on his pen, but he swooned in off; but Mr.Tolhurst would not be evaded. Mr. Joseph's arms. Mr. Oldworth more pointedly begged to Hitherto Mr. Oldworth had left his be excused. Levitt knew his land, and cousin's inquiries unanswered; but now, would be hurt at his writing to his wife. as soon as his old friend was cared for

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lines in his own name, calculated to touch said she piteously. He said “Let my home Levitt's heart if he had one. He told be henceforth yours.” him that Mr. Tolhurst had had a dange- And so, as soon as it could be arranged, rous seizure, which affection for Lucy had he took her to his own dwelling—that made him conceal the extent of; but that spacious old city mansion that had so long now he lay in a critical state, and it was been without a lady's care. Thoughtless highly expedient that his daughter, as of self, in making this arrangement, he soon as she was able to travel, should secured thereby a very great addition to come to him.

his comfort and happiness. In course of Levitt was shocked and sobered for the years it became a cheerful home with nutime by this letter. He said that Lucy's merous young relatives, his guests at expected trial was now over; she was boliday-time, growing up around him. the mother of a fine little boy; he had His first sight of Lucy after her marriage ventured to break to her the news of her was beside her father's easy chair, with father's illness, which had overcome her a baby on her arm. As years went on, a good deal, though he had softened it as she became the mother of several chilmuch as he could. As soon as she was dren. Mr. Oldworth cared for their best equal to the journey he should bring her interests; and for their material interests home.

too. He was old Mr. Tolhurst's executor; Mr. Oldworth's eyes moistened as he and discharged his trust admirably. Leread this: he looked at the unconscious vitt got hold of all the ready money he father and thought how sad it was that could, year after year, but could not he would be hardly able to recognize his touch the principal, on which account he daughter, or to enjoy seeing his little hesitated not to call himself very badly grandson. The needful interval passed used. “Such a want of confidence, you slowly. Mr. Tolhurst's old housekeeper know, Joe. I could not have believed was a good nurse, so that his helpless him such a curmudgeon.” state was well cared for. His mind was Lucy's health gave way, and she was almost gone now; he seemed dull but ordered to Lisbon. Levitt was only too not unhappy ; would watch a kitten play- happy to go abroad again. This was how ing with a ball with childish interest— the children came to be chiefly under his seldom spoke except in monosyllables; care, though their parents were alive. but was well pleased when Mr. Oldworth Under his training and that of Miss Flamread from the large family Bible, the look beau, it is no wonder that they became of which seemed familiar to him. Wheth- charming young people, a little old-fasher he could comprehend one sentence in ioned. å hundred, was problematical; but his He was almost as wedded to city life, face always wore a reverential compos- as little addicted to traveling, as Charles ure. In reading thus to him, Mr. Old- Lamb. But one memorable journey he worth likewise comforted and strength- made to Yorkshire, to visit Bellermine ened himself.

and his wife, years after their marriage. One evening, on his return home, he Never was anything so Arcadian as their found a letter from his aunt awaiting life—at least, as moderns think of Arcahim, summoning him to what was really dy. There is a paper in a periodical of the death-scene of Mrs. Flambeau. He the last century setting forth “How an reached her just in time for the last; it elegant little family may live charitably was quite an euthanasia; she brightened and within bounds on £50 a year." Belup with a heavenly radiance for a few lermine and his wife would seem to have minutes, smiled on them with peace un- studied this sketch with considerable atutterable, and was borne to her reward. tention; for they certainly reproduced Tears came to the daughter's relief at almost a fac-simile of it, only on rather a last. Mr. Oldworth led her away. “Oh, larger income. But then, that was behow lonely I shall now be without her," cause Arabella had an annuity of £200


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the curacy brought only £70 a year; and Yet did she not lainont with loud alloo, the rector of South Green carried his

As women wont, but with deep sighs,and singulis few. wife from London to Yorkshire with a She tried to convince herself that their neat two hundred and fifty guineas in his characters would never have accorded ; pocket," * there was no such great dispa- that she had loved an imaginary Dalrity between his means and Bellermine's mayne, not the real man: but this brought after all. At all events, when Mr. Old- no comfort. worth read the paper, (to which Tom di- A remark in a book casually opened rected his attention) to his aunt on his led her to a train of deer thought. It return home, he could verify or assimi- was to this effect: That there is some late every circumstance, except the bacon one state of character and plan of action, and greens; for Mrs. Bellermine's dairy the very best possible under all the cirand poultry-yard enabled her to supply cumstances, that will please God the her table more elegantly. There was the most and give us most satisfaction to look trout-strearn which supplied them with back upon at the hour of death. She many a dish of fish-the orchard, with earnestly desired to know what this plan its rosy fruitthe pasture-ground for two of action was in her case; and thought, horses and two cows—the bee-hives, the if she could but find it out, she had resorabbit-hutches—and, within-doors, well- lution enough to adopt it. But poor stocked presses and book-shelves, a vio- Mary was all at sea, without compass or lin and a guitar. Nor did there lack the rudder. Her plan of action with regard " pretty girl

, the image of her mother," to Dalmayne seemed inaction: she had or “the jolly dog of six years old, ad- written many a letter to him that she dicted to mischief, but who would cry at had afterwards felt it would do no good an interesting story by the hour togeth- to send. It would be both undignified er." The neat maid-servant, modest and and useless to seek explanations with active, was an adept in every kind of him when he did not want things exwoman's work; for why ? her mistress plained. What remained for her to do, had carefully trained her from twelve then, in other quarters? Her father's years of age. By the poor they were motto was “Vogue la galère;" he wanted beloved; by the rich esteemed and re- nothing but to be rowed pleasantly along spected. The days were scarcely long the stream, while he lounged at his ease enough for their varied employments; on the cushions. Laura had her own their evening recreations were reading, friends and occupations and was in good music, and conversation. In fact, Tom health and spirits. Who remained for was so supremely happy that he assured her to minister to, but Lord Harry ? his friend, if he were offered the richest She could see a gradual declension in him see in England, he would refuse it; and that he appeared unaware of himself; as Mr. Oldworth took his last look of the and again the desire was faintly rekindled vine-covered parsonage, with its tiny dia- that Mrs. Forsyth had set alight, to be of mond-paned casements glittering in the real benefit to him. But she did not in evening sun, he thought, “Who could the least see her way to it. Her readwonder at that man if he refused a bish- ings, sometimes intermitted, were continopric?”

ued with tolerable punctuality; but how

poor and profitless they were! He was THE BETTER PART.

keen enough to perceive she attached a

sense of usefulness to them, and therefore Mary waited for a letter from Dal

encouraged her to persist; but, unless her mayne till the restlessness of suspense book was merely of amusement, he thought began to yield to cold despair. Home- his own thoughts while she read, enjoyward-bound vessels had brought letters ing the attention of a pretty young for others, but none for her.

woman all the same; and if, by chance, World, No. 16.

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capped it with some question so utterly write it. Unfortunately, she was preirrelevant that it showed he had not vented. given it the least attention.

Laura tried the door. Mary was provoked at this; she thought “Do leave me alone for a little while, it a slight to herself; and then perhaps Laura !" she staid away for a couple of days, and Mary! what shall we do? Lord then next time she received such delicate Harry has had another seizure-papa is flatteries that it was not in woman—not out-Sorel has sent urgently to us." in her—to refuse the graceful homage. “How tiresome!" muttered Mary,

One day he had been saying particu- almost devoid of humanity to Lord Harry larly pretty things to her, dangerously at that moment. She opened the door fostering self-conceit; when, on reaching in great tribulation. “Laura, come in-home, she found awaiting her a letter do pity me. I've heard from Dalmayne from Dalmayne! 0, what a leap her heart at last-a previous letter from him has gare! One touch of love dissolved all the never reached me. He is beside himself spells of Comus! She locked herself into at not hearing from me. I am writing as her room, to devour every word; and fast as ever I can, to save the mail. what a letter it proved! Not the first;– What can I do?” à previous one had never reached her; “I am very sorry for you indeed," and he was racked with suspicion, mad said Laura. “ Then I will go to Lord with jealousy, stung at being forgotten. Harry, and papa must follow me as soon He was very angry with her, and with as he can be found. Dr. Somerville and himself for not being able to refrain from Lady Juliana are already sent for—the writing to her; and he upbraided her for poor old man will hardly recover this not writing to him, and besought a thou- time, I should think. sand pardons for writing such bitter Mary's thoughts were all scatteredthings to her, when grief and blood ill- she made a futile attempt to recover lempered vexed him.

them-her letter was long enough, she After all, there was some sweetness in thought-(it covered the paper) she this-though at first she had been shocked wound it up, and was going to run it and overwhelmed. It was a thousand over, when “Mary ! Mary!” was shouted times better than thinking herself com- by her father in a stentorian voice that pletely forgotten. A ship was just going would be answered. to sail-she would write to him at once- "Coming, papa! coming directly." explain all, forgive all, ask to be for- “Mary, come with me, and take a last given.

sight of our old friend." She was writing very fast, when some “Give me but ten minutes." one tapped at her door.

“In ten minutes he may be gone. "I'm busy-you can't come in." Come at once, my dear." "You are wanted, ma'am—"

Mary, in desperation, folded, sealed, "I'm busy."

and directed her letter; gave it to Rich“A messenger, ma'am, from Lord ard with strict orders to post it at once, Harry."

and then obeyed her father's summons. “I'm engaged. Tell Miss Laura.” When they arrived, even Captain

When our minds are over-full, and we Beaufort allowed there was nothing for are unseasonably interrupted, sometimes them to do. He sent his daughters back; we substitute one word for another, Mary and remained himself to await the event. continued rapidly writing and was quite The event was temporary and parunaware that instead of “and indeed, tial recovery. Lord Harry came to my dear Dalmayne,” she wrote “indeed, himself, was very calm and quiet, very my dear Lord Harry." Had she had the obedient to his physician, very gentle to opportunity of quietly re-perusing her Sorel. When the Beauforts came, he letter, this would have caused her to re- thanked them with looks rather than

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words. They were very attentive to “No, my lord, not exactly; buthim; the Captain offered to sit up with but—" him, if it would be of the least comfort or “Speak out, and don't stammer.

What have you done with it?" “None, my good sir, thank you.

Sorel “I-I-committed a little imprudence can do everything."

with it." And Sorel had to do everything, night Not a word spoke Lord Harry. after night, very much as if he were 'Played it away,' was his verdict; but he a machine requiring neither food nor said not a word, which was more than rest nor fresh air. He bore it very un- Sorel expected: not a word, then or therecomplainingly.

after. When Lord Harry got a little better, One night he was wakeful and weary. he sent for his lawyer and made some Sorel was reading by the light of a lamp alterations or additions to his will. This carefully screened from his master's eyes. seemed all the preparation he thought “Sorel,” said he, suddenly, necessary for a passage into an unseen reading the Bible ?” world. After this, he was very placid, " The Bible ? no, my lord,” said Sorel, like a man who had done all he had to startled. do. A day seldom passed without the “What are you reading ?” Beauforts spending a short time with “I was running through ihe new play, him. Everybody seemed to think it to my lord, to keep myself awake." be expected of them-that they would be "Ho!-Have you a Bible, Sorel ?" failing in their duty if they omitted it. “Do you want me to read to you, my Captain Beaufort certainly felt so ; he had lord? I will get one from Mrs. Mullet." just now a strong sense of gratitude for "I expressed no such desire. Have favors to come.

One day, neither of the girls went to “No, my lord." him. He was restless and a little peer- Not another word from Lord Harry. ish in consequence. To beguile the time, Next day his lawyer brought him some he told Sorel to bring him a certain papers to sign: and had a little convercasket of rings, pins, and other trinkets, sation with him about his affairs. He and to spread them before him; amusing said—“Oh, by the way, my lord, it ochimself with their glitter.

curred to me there was a little omission “When Prince Potemkin was out of the other day. Perhaps I may be offisorts," observed he, "he would have his cious—" various orders spread before him on a “Never mind that, my good sir. What little table covered with black velvet," was it?" He seemed considering them one after “I thought you probably meant to reanother; perhaps allotting them, in his member

so-and-so." mind, to different persons. Presently he “No,” he replied, quite placidly,"I've said: “Not one of these diamonds is of remembered him already; and besides, he as pure a water as the one I gave you, has a very good salary.” Sorel."

The lawyer was rather sorry he had “Do you think so, my lord ?"

meddled with what did not belong to "Think so? I am sure of it. Go him. He said afterwards among his inti. and bring yours and let us compare mates, it was very gratifying and edify. them."

ing to see a man who had cut such a Sorel was reluctantly going, but stop- figure in the great world, ebbing away so ped, and said, in some confusion: “My gently and equably. lord, I beg your pardon—but I have it A time of greater trial was just beginnot just now by me."

ning—but it did not last long. Had the “Have it not by you, sirrah? Do you Beauforts been aware of it, they would mean you have sold it?"

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