Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1842-05-10

Good afternoon, said Biddy, taking up her lit
tie bundle. Il shall remember your Kindness
Good bye said MIS- Tucker dryly
Beal was about to hand her down stairs when
Bruin, who had laid under bed in the room, sud-
denly bounded out in his eagerness 10 follow his
mistress, and running against him, nearly over
threw him.
What in all creation is that?' screamed Beal,
catching glimpse Of the dogs TAIL as he darted
through the door at the bottom the stairs, into
the street.
It's Bruin, SIR said Biddy laughing.
who's Bruinq
won't leave me-
He must not GO with you there He don't
want placer said Beal, who feared the dog
might, in some way, be the means of bringing his
employer into mischief-possibly be the means of
betraying her presence there. Call him back p
and Beal ran to the door and called angrily, Dog,
dog, dog
His name is Bruin, SIR said Biddy following
him
Brun Bruin Here, Bruin = repeated Mr..
Tucker, soothingly; come here, Bruin, Poor
fellar, Bruinl'
But Brun wasn't to be coaxed, but stood in the
middle of the street, cycling Beal with a side-long
suspicious look, with his tail between his legs.
Call him. miss. He will be killed without
muzzle'
Here, good Bruin, come to me- said Biddy,
kindly
But the dog knew better than to obey her, well
knowing there was conspiracy against him.
Biddy advanced towards him, when he started off
on run, and disappeared round the first corner
She fingered, afraid he would get lost but Beal
promising to look after him, persuaded her to 90
without him.
| Following the frecked-face urchin he had Civ
en- her for guide, soon found herself in Broad
way. What with being bewildered by the noise
and crowd, dazzled by the gorgeous displays in
the windows, stopping to look after brilliant ladies
and dandes and gazing at all the odd sorts of per-
sons she met, she at length arrived at Barton Is
door, hardly knowing whether she had her right
senses or not.
That's the number, young miss said the boy
in voice as hoarse as penny-paper crier; Il
knowd the figures soon as seed 'em You got
a shilin', MISC
No, good boy said Biddy, embarrassed by his
abrupt demand. But MIR Tucker will pay YOU
fuckers fummucks! Tip us up sixpen-
ny then, miss, and no barney
| haven't any money my good boy; Pm very
sorry
Sorry killed a sorrel COW If I'd know'd
you hadn't any sinners, Pm blow'd if old Jew
Tuckerd got me to come way here. If you're
goin to live here, I'll keep my eye on you, and
when you get flush, I'll make you pony up
With this the boy went to see what he could
get out of Beal This little incident added to her
confusion and she stood some time to recover her
selfpossession. Besides it was great event for
her to go to situation, and she wished to appear
before the lady with composure AT length she
knocked on the door with her knuckles- After
waiting and hearing no one, she repeated the knock
still louder, She waited again in vain, and began
to think the people were all away from home
when brisk little dentist passing on the other side
of the street. seeing her stand knocking, crossed
yer, and said with a bow
IF Miss will pull the bell, she will probably
get in, and sutng the action to the word, he gave
the bell-knob the sharp pull that had made Mr..
tiz Henry Barton exclaim IN surprize, What a
dem loud ring
Is Mrs. F'itz Henry at home sir p asked Bid.
dy, respectfully, ofthe smart liveried Fred.
| Mrs. Fitz Henry Barton? oh, yes, quite at
home, miSsus Walk in. I'll show you up
stairs =
Biddy entered, and Fred was closing the door,
when Bruin bolted through, and upset him on the
broad of his back
| 'Gor Almighty, what debble animal dat2' he
cried getting to his feet better kill de niger an
done wild it Dis your big dog. missus q
yes said Biddy, laughing merrily; 1 can't
keep him out He's gone under the stairs will
you let him stay, good man, and will send him
off soon as can 2
He stay for me; no touch the big dog-I
fear do hydifroby Come up stairs, if missus
plese!'
Biddy suppressing the traces of laughter from
her face followed the valet up towards the library,
from which, Mr.. FitZ Henry Barton, wondered at
the musical laugh that he had heard, was about
to come forth to ascertain the cause of On
hearing them approach, he retreated from the door,
and seated himself with book in his armchair
With timid hesitating step, Biddy pass'd thro'
the door, which Frid held respectfully open for
her, and which he instantly closed after her. She
stood still a moment struck with awe and aston
ishment at the magnifcence of the library and ev-
cry thing she beheld around her To her unsoph-
isticated rustic mind she seemed to be suddenly
transported into a fairy palace At length, hall
afghted at the splendor, she looked round to see
if she could see Mrs Fitz Henry. Mr.. Fitz Hen.
ry Barton was seated in his arm chair, wrapped
in his gorgeous Chinese dressing gown, with a
velvet cap ornamented with gold tassel on his
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