Tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1856, 1856-05-08
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TWO COLL e GE FRIENDS
Concluded from last Week.
CHAPTER w.

was never known. DenfOrd was not q man OF
observation, and took no notice of the peculiar
manner of his reception, the long gaze with
which Lord Warleigh seemed to study his coun-
| tenance. and the pauses which occurred in his
conversation. He was invited to return on
Tuesday; ON Wednesday; and when the .ourth
| visit within the week was announced to Mrs.
Benford, there was no end ofthe visios of wealth
and dignity she foresaw from the friendship of
SO powerful patron.
"And he has asked me to bring the children,
too. His lordship says he is very fond of chill
T! dren
What good man he is" exclaimed the
wife. "They'lI be so delighted to see the fine
things in the house,
1.-The girl is but three years old and tho boy
one d ont think they'll see much difference
between his lordship's house and this. won't
take the baby"
"Whati Not the babyl the beautiful little
angel! Lord Warlcigh viii never forgive You
for keeping him away
| But Benford was positive, and taking his lit
and entered the library His lordship was not
within, and Benford drew chair near the Ia
BILE and opened book of prints for the amuse-
ment of his daughter. While they were thus
engaged side door noiselessly opened, and
Lord Wareigh slept in. He stood still at the
threshold, and looked at the group before him.
He seemed transfixed with fear. He held out
his hand, and said, "You-you there, so soon?
at this time of dayl And she--who is she"
"My lord" said Benford, II came at the hour
you fixed. This is my little daughter. You
asked me to bring her to see you l hope you
are not offended
"Ah. now remember said his lordship, and
held out his hand II see visitors so rarely Mr.
Benford--the ladies'" he added, looking with
q smile to the terrified little girl who stood be.
tween her fathers knees, and gazed with mute
wonder on the old mans face-"ladics so sell
dom present themselves here, that was sur
prised-but now most happy"
| He sat down, and talked with the greatest
kindness. He drew the little girl nearer and
nearer to himself; at last he got volume from
the shelf, of the most gorgeously colored engra-
wings, and took her on his knee. He showed
her the beautiful birds represented in the book;
told her where they lived, and some of their
habits; and, pleased with the child's intelligence,
and more with the confidence she felt in his
good naturc-he said, "And now, little lady,
you shall give me a Kiss, and tell me your pref
| ty little name" a Nse
The child said, my namc is Dulcibel Ben
ford" and held up her little mouth to give the
| kiss.
But Lord Warleigh grew suddenly cold and
harsh He put her from his knee in silence;
and the child, perceiving the change, went
tremblingly back to her father. >@
| "A strange name to give your child, Mr. Ben.
ford" said his lordshp. +s ..~-
"I'm very sorry, indeed, my lord, began Mr.
Benford; but perceived in the midst of the pro-
foundest respect for the peerage, how absurd il
would be to apologize for Christian name.
"You have a son, think; what name have
You given hint" 'I.ta
"IIis name is Wilmington, my JORDAN un-
com" CO.
WHAT" cried Lord Warlegh, starting mp
"You come lther to insult me i'll my room.
You creep into my house, and worm yourself
| into my confidence, and then, when you think
am unprepared-for you--'
"As hope to be saved, my lord-I give you
my word, my lord--1 meyer meant to insult you
my lord" said Benford, "but since / have had
the misfortune to offend your lordship, ! will
withdraw. Come Lucy Manifold She has
three names, my lord, Ducibel Lucy Manifold
I'm sorry she didn't tell You so before
"No-don't GO" said Lord Warleigh, sink.
ing into his chair sit was nothing; it sud.
den pain, which often puts me out of temper
Is the little girls name Lucy Manifold! You
won't come back to me again, will you, Lncy.'
30, yes, my lord-Lucy, so to his lordship--
he will show you the pictures again" Benford
pushed her towards Lord Warlegh. But the
girl bushed and trembed, and wouldn't CO.
She clung to her fathers hand. s..
! Don't force her." said the old man, in n
mournful tone. 81 knew she wouldn't. But
you won't go in anger, Lucyi Benford' you'll
forgive mel'' -.'-s
30, my lord said the curatc, immensely
gratifed, and sat down again.
"Are these family names, Benford!" inquired
his lordship car elessly, but still looking sadly
in Dulcibel's glowing face.
Eyes my lord. Ducibel was my mothers
name and her brothers name, Wilmington
Harvey. You have heard, perhaps of his mel
ancholly fatcl He was murdered"
4 "You are Wilmington Harvey's nephew,
said Lord Warleigh."
saNaa my lord and thew used To | was
very like him."
/ "Whol-who used to say so!-your mother
perhaps. Is she alivel"
Both father and mother died when / was
three years old. My grandfather in Yorkshire
brought me up. 1t was dear old cousin
4 Lucy, who died when / was twelve-Lucy
i Manifold
"She is dead--is shel''
/ 80, YES, my lord, and left me all the little
money she had. She used to say l was very
like my uncle" e
And did she tell you any particulars of his
endl''
"No nv lord. She spoke very little of the
past She had been very unhappy in her youth
"a disappointment in love. we thought; and
some people say she had been fond of Uncle
1 Wilmington; but l don't know-his fate was
very horrible. He had been down in Devon,
shire, reading with friend, and was killed OF
his way home"
And you never heard the frlend name!
mo. Cousin Lucy never mentioned it; ant
Il there was no one else who knew"
And how do you know his fate!''
Il alt was in the coroner's verdict. And do YOU
know, my lord, he is buried not far from thisF
"Who told you that" said Warleigh, start
ing up, as If about to break forth in another
paroxysm of rage. "Who knows anything
about that" -ssa------
cousin Lucy told me, when was very young
that if ever l went into the West, should try
to find out his grave"
And for that purpose you are here--it wa
to discover this you came TO Warleighl" Hi.
lordship's eyes flashed with anger
4 ''Oh, no, my lord it is only coincidence
that's all; but the place is not far off. In fact,
believe ii is nearer than cousin Lucy Thought
go on-go on cried Lord Warleigh, restrain
ing himself from the display of his unhappy tenn
per What reason have you to think sol
i THE map of the county. my lord. Oakfelt
) does not seem more than twenty miles off. !"
And your uncle is buried therel"
4 "Yes my lord. i think Of going ever to sc,
the grave next week.
Il wish you good morning, Mr.. Banford,'
> said Warleigh, suddenly, bat very kindly
You have told me a ssrange piece of family his
| Tory. Good morning, TOO, my little dear
/ What you won't shake the old mans handl-
You look frightened Lucy. Will you come ant
see me again. Lacy Manifold He dwelt up
on the name as if il pleased him.
{ 'rSe-never," said the little girl, and pasheS