The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-11-20
WHOLE NUMBER 289
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], Canon p .-, b.. NJ. ..,c,-F
: sYou can, ma'am. But please step
this way an instant. AS he speaks thus,
the Canon's servant leads Margaret into
a little room, and closes the door. You
can see him. be repeats emphatically !;
but be is in dreadful humor about the
Captains coming to England; for (
suppose, ma am, you hnow, that Master
Charles has been made captain for bis
bravery .r. .-...r ..;....-
Indeed / didn't, answers Miss But
Ter. My sister and l knew that he
was at the storming Of Sevastopol, and
we have been very anxious about him
as for years he was 50 much up and
down with us, that we love him almost
as child of our own. But this is real
ly good news. When does he arrive ~
'Oh, he is already come, and has
been for several weeks at Southampton.
And old Squire Wooten has been there,
and made the quarrel up, and says the
Captain shall do just as he likes, if only
for the sake of the brave, fine fellow he
is. So I guess, Miss Butler, this will.
make things better for some one he
loves ...r. r....... .,..t..., ,.5a
Margaret made no answer, though the
blood which rushed into her pallid and
aged cheeks tells how the truth strikes
home. .J...t ..,.
Appearing not to heed her agitation,
Willis again asks if she will see the
Canon. To this she tremblingly replies
in the affirmative and she Is forthwith
conducted to his study. He is an obese
man, with a sensual, self-indulgent
countenance, and looks as if the but
cher's apron or the blacksmith's anvil
were more betting to him than lettered
ease or literary duty. Nevertheless be-
is surrounded by noble collection Of
books, and sits writing at a table worthy
of secretary of state, or the most
learned Of pundits. Fer minute or so
he effects not to see her; then he looks
up supercili0nsly, going on writing all
the time. '
well, Miss Butler, well.' He does
not even ask her to sit down.
Il have called, Canon Mosley, to ask
lif you would buy my fathers rare copy
of Sopbocles and my sister are very
poor this Christmas time, and it would
be charity to buy it. You shall have
lit, sir, for the two pounds you offered
when you bought the copy Of Euripides
from me- r.t-., r
He-em, he-em I'm sorry for your
poverty, but it falls to the lot Of man in
this vale of tears-he-m. But really st
this time, I cannot afford its purchase.
These are expensive as well as troublous
days; and heavy burdens fall on the
ministers Of the church. Hem more
over, the price is too high. I will give
ten shillipg--I cannot say more.'
"A London bookseller has said its
worth is as many guiueas. To me and
Eleanor it far exceeds that sum for on
the second volume our fathers head lay
when he was found dead in his house,
within these very preeincts.' 80,
'Ah, it is long time ago! l think
I remember something Of the circum-'
{ stance
'You may, readily, Canon Mo.ley-.:
our father, Prebend Butler was friend
of yours She is reused to say as much
as tbis-meek lady as she is-for the
man s ipgratitude is Aagrant, as her fa-'
ther reared him, educated him-led TO-
l., bo;n, ybat he is
There, please cease /; ! never In
dulpe in "reminiscences. New go-my
time is valuable it is dedicated to his
service, and must not be trespassed on.
If your poverty be extreme, Willis or
the footman can give you shilling.
Saying this, he waves his hand autho-'
towards the door.
Margaret does not trust herself to
speak-only, as she lifts the books, sho
clasps her wasted hands 90 Lord, in
Thy good time lift up the desolate, even
for To-MoRRow's sake. So saying she
goes without further word.
Willis meets her, sees her tears, leads
her into his little room, offers her wine,
bids her take seat. t..-. .-r'