Tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1856, 1856-04-24
From Household Words.l
TWO COLLIE GE FRIENDS
Continued from last Week.)
CHAPTER
CHAPTER III.

leighs as much as he could; Wilmington was
constantly at their house The friends grew es-
tranged. But with the younger, the estrange.
ment made no difference in the feeling of affec-
ton he always had entertained for Arthur He
was hurt, however, by the change he perceived
in his manners. He was hurt at the manifest
avoidance of the society of the Squire and his
daughter, He was hurt, also, at the total ST.
lence Arthur now maintained on the subject of
his cousin Lucy. He saw her letters left I'M
opened, sometimes for whole day, upon tho Ia
Bile. instead of being greedily torn open the mo-
ment the struggling and uncertain post had
achieved their delivery at the door. He was
hurt at some other things besides, too minute to
be recorded; too minute, perhaps,t to be put into
language, even by himself, but all perceptibe
to the sensitive heart of friendship such as his
With no visible improvement in Arthur's for
tune or prospects, it was evident that his ideas
were constantly en- the rise. A strange sort OF
contempt of poverty mingled with his aspira-
tons after wealth. An amount of income which
at one time would have satisfied his desires, was
looked on with disdain, and the possessors of il
almost with hatred. The last words Winning
ton had heard him speak about Lucy were, that
marriage was impossible under thousand a
year. And where was that sum to come from
The extent of Lucy's expectations was flights
own a hundred-add yet he sneered at the War
leighs as if they had been paupers; although in
that cheap country, and at that cheap time, a
revenue of f300, enabled them to live in comfort,
almost in luxury.
Wilmington took no thought of tomorrow
but loved Ellen Warleigh, with no consideration
of whether she was rich or poor. 1t is probable
that Ellen had no more calculating disposition
than Winnington for it is certain her sentiments
towards him were not regulated by the extent of
his worldly wealth-perhaps she did not even
know what her sentiments towards him were
but she thought him delightful, and wandered
over the solitary heaths with him in search of
specimens. They very often found none, in the
course of their four hours ramble and vet came
home contented as if they had discovered an
Emperor of Morocco on every bush. Banked
in their natural history studies by the perverse
absence of moth and butterfly, they began-by
way of having something to do-to take up the
science of botany. The searches they made for
heath of particular kind. The joy that filled
them when they came on group of wild flow
ers, and gathered them, and took them back to
the manor and astonshed Mr.. Warleigh with
the sound of their Latin names. What new
dignity the commonest things took under that
sonorous nomenclaturel How respectable IA
nettle grew when called urtica, and how sug-
gestive of happiness and Gre.na Green when
flower could be declared cryptOgamic.
See what curious root this piece of broom
has, said Wilmington, one night on his return
from the manor, and laid this specimen on the Ia
table.
Arthur hardly looked up from his book and
made some short reply
1T took Ellen and me ten minutes with all
our force, TO pull it up by the roots. We had no
knife, or should have merely have cut off the
stalk; but see, now that the light falls itwhat
curious shining earth it grows I'M with odd little
stones twisted up between the fibres. Did you
ever see anything like it Arthur had fixed his
eyes the shrub during this speech. He
-. r%~.l nd had he
still clinging to the roots-he put a small por-
ton to his lips-hs face grew deadly pale.
Where did You get ths?' he said.
Down near the waterfall-not hundred
yards from this
On whose land! on the glebe!' said Arthur,
speaking with parched mouth, and still gazing
on the broom
Does Wareigh know of this'' he went on,
'or the Clergyman Wilmington! no one must
be told; tell Ellen to be silent; but she is not
aware perhaps. Does she suspect'
What what is there to suspect, my dear Ar
thurl Don't you think you work too much?' he
added, looking com passOnately on the dilated
eve and pale cheek of his companion. You
m ust give up your studies for a day or two
Come with US an exploring expedition to the
Outer fell tomorrow; Mr.. Warleigh is going
And give him the fruits of all my reading
Arthur muttered angrily, of all l learned at the
Hartz; tell him how TO proceed, and leave my
self beggar. No! he said, Il will never see
him. As to this miserable little weed he CON
timed, tearing the broom to pieces, and casting
the fragments contemptuously into the fire, it
is nothing; you are mad to have given up your
butterflies to betake yourself to such ridicu-
lous pursuit as this. Don't go there any more
therei' (here he stamped on it with his foot
How damp it is the fire has little power
You never take any interest, Arthur, in any
thing do. l don't know, I'm s"re, how I've
offended you. As TO the broom, know it's a
poor common thing, but / thought the way its
roots were loaded rather odd. Ellen will per
haps be disappointed, for we intended TO plant
it in her garden, and l only asked her to let me
show it to you, it struck me as being so very
curious. Come, give up your books and learn
ing for day We must leave this for Oxford
in week, and wish you to know more of the
Warleighs before we GO
Il am not going back to Oxford said Arthur;
Il shall take my name off the books
Wilmington was astonished. He was also
displeased. We promised to visit my aunt,
he said, ION our way back to college-Lucy will
be grieved and disappointed
Il will send letter by you'll shall explain il
ALL owe her letter already
Have you not answered that letter yeti il
came a month ago. said Wilmington. oh, il
Ellen Wareigh would write a note to me, and
! let me write to her, how l would wait for hel
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night
| She would find you rather troublesome cor
respondent said Arthur, watching the disap
pearance of the last particle of the broom as il
/ leaped merrily in sparkles up the chimney
: Lucy knows that am better employed thar
telling her ten times over, that love her better
/ than anything else-and that long for wealth
principally that it may enable me to call hel
mine. / shall have it soon. Tell her to be
sure of that. ! shall be of age in three days
then the wretched dr;blet my guardian now ha,
charge of, comes into my hands; l will multiply
il thousand -fold-and then
The palace will be built said Wilmington
who could not keep anger long, and the place
at your right hand will be got ready for the res
ident physician-who, in the mean time, recon
mends you to 60 quietly to bed, for you have
overstrung your mind with work, and you
health, dear Arthur, is not at all secure.
! For a moment, touch of the old kindnes:
came to Arthur's heart. He shook Winning
toms hand. Thank you, thank you he said
Il will do as you advise. Your voice is yer,
like Lucy's and so are your eyes-good night
dear Wilmington and Wilmington left tn,
room, did Arthur, but not to bed. shor
time before this. q package had arrived from
! Hawsleigh, and had be:H placed away in q darl
closet under the stairs. He looked for a mo
ment out into the night. The moon was in
cloud, and the wind was bowling with desc
late sound over the bare moor. He took dowI
the package, and from il extracted spade ant
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