Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1859-12-08

Imllp told nm OF my liking, Ct which he was
advised to say, that it was excellent proof of
my own good sense, for he was the greatest
Writer and the sweetest yerser of the age; and
then, he said some pleasant things to Philip,
about his marriage, and l did wonder some
what 10 see him cast off his shyness and an
swer with such pleasant aptitude,-teling the
gentleman he should look to see him pnt his
speech into practice, at which he laughed, say
ing, he should take example of Esop's Frogs,
which were extremely wise, for they they had
great mind for some water, yet they would
not leap into the well, because, once in, they
could not get out again-at which | could not
but smile, though, trow, the women are as
often troubled to know how to get out as the
men, only feare, they seldom pause to
THINK about 1t, before they tumble in.
Mr. Lake went with the Guest over to Nor
cross Road, the place of his destination, where
he hopeth to find traces of some old wall
built ages ago, by some Old World people,
whom he said did once inhabit here, and was
right sorry to have him 60, Guests face is SO
rare here, and his pleasant talk made me think
OF Ryal-side and Mr.. Sharswood, only Mr.
Selden is SO much more learned Indeed, /
knew not before, that Mr.. Lake was such
ready discourser. His speech falleth little be-
hlnd the Guests for aptness, and certes, his
voice is much more pleasing. When l looked
at him, and heard him speak, l thought Mr..
Selden must possess some secret power to find
the veins of thought, just as the Diviners do
point with their hazel twigs, to the hidden
sources of the Springs.
village to day, for Philip, like myself, is mind
ed to keep House, as the more independent
and honorable, though Mrs. Lake liketh it not.
There were two Tenements to be leased
Whitethornes, the seat of Mr.. Roe, who hath
lately deceased, and whose family will live at
smaller place till the Heir comes of age and
Little Croft, pretty Place enough, belonging
to the Manor ofmy Lord Walton, but so small
as not to be thought of in compare with White.
thornes | must have the latter, of course
there is such noble Hall, almost like the one
at Ryal-side, and so did tell Philip, at which
he looked grave and said, "But what is to keep
1t up, sweet Meg? You took poor man for
your husband; the Establishment numbers a
dozen servants, while we are but two."
''But did not uncle tell us that had
enough!' l said meriily, "and more than
enough ?-and it did not at all become yours
when you took such a useless piece of plenish-
ing as myself to make house necessary +?
And, if we are but two, we will soon add to the
number, for by Twelfth Night 1--WE will go
home to Christmas) we will have your Mother
and Esther and Guy and Mr.. Sharswood, and
mayhap Uncle and Aunt and the Deepdale
folks and the Haughtons 0 it will be so pleas.
ant p
He smiled and said 1 should have my will
He should '.joy to have our friends with us,
but the pleasantest outlook to him was the
quiet hours when he could have me all to him
self in our own Home,-hours of sweet con-
verse, with heart answering to heart mutual
improvement, and, if need be, mutual correc-
ton of faults Is it not so, dear Heart 2"
cit should be- | said slowly, "but, in truth,
l had thought little about it,
His face fell little, but he answered. kiss
ing me tenderly =
"That is because you have never been
homeless wanderer in strange Lands, like my
self. We never know our Riches till me miss
them"
Mr.. Lake was minded to take the furniture
with the house, but l like not the notion of
using hired goods-a hired house is bad
enough, besides l want things to my mind, so
he let me have my own way and pleasant
walk to Netherfeld we made of it, planning
what l would have and where l should put
this or that and he smiling at my ZEAL but TAX
ing up the matter finally as zealously as my
self Truly l do find him a more pleasant
discourser than Mr.. Sharswood though not so
ready on every occasion-but, then, know
not if the rarity of the thing maketh it not all
the peasanter.
1t is hard 10 keep the joy at the thought of
being Mistress of my own House, from brim-
ming over, though l would fain do no hurt to
the feelings of Mrs. Lake-who, am advised
to think, affecteth me as much she would any
woman that was her sons wife, though she is
not one to show her feeling and since the
morning that Philip first spoke about our
housekeeping and she spoke her disapproval,
she hath made no mention of the matter. Es-
ther Joyeth in our joy, and | do tell her | shall
find some way to get to Whitethornes if l
carry her in my arms.-she smiles and says
"You and Philip shall tell me all about it, dear,
but shall make no more journeys but one ''
know what that means-and yet, the
hook on her face taketh from it all the terror
that once felt at the mention of Death l do
think if Daisy were here, she might sit her,
with Philip and on either side, and ride there,
seeing the distance is only mile. must get
him to persuade her.
ITO be Continued Next Week.