The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1859-05-05
TUE CHETWTNDBS.
PART H.
(CoNCLUDEpO

uull3 ullblUGlallD nNudID5 WhlGh NhN UV-
p lougcd TO the family for goneraGons.-I
He was bachelor, very wealthy, and
very ostentatious; but, at heart, he|
was penurious in the extreme This re-
spectacle vice had increased upon him
with his years, and he was said 10 have
saved so much money that it could be
reckoned with difficulty. He came to
London soon after the Chetwyndes,
and professed to be quite grieved and
shocked to fud where they had retreat
cd to. Ho would get George a Govern
ment situation; he would help him in
any way he liked best for his wife's
sake. Only before people knew him to
be in town, he must come out Of that
succeed villa. Sir Jasper seemed to
have taken q special dislike both to the
house and it's locality; but Mrs. Chet-
wynde said it was as good as they could
afford. The neighborhood was sufic-
iently open and healthy for the child
rem, and she, for her part, was not dis
posed TO move.
"And besides, Sir Jasper, she added,
In her decided, high-spirited way, "I
have rot certain ideas into my head
about this house, which / intend to
have cleared up I am persuaded that
I have been in IL before, and that 1 liv-
ed here with my mother-what do you
say to that2'
III say, my dear, that you had better
consult your physician" was the reply.
"I do not see how that is to help me, ="
replied Mrs. Chetwynde, coolly. "COmo
up stairs, and ] will show you the room
that revived all my dormant recollec-
tions.
"Excuso me- Charlotte I am not so
young as I have been, and I would rath-
er not 90 up stairs, not being subject to
frivolous Authorizations Of any sort
likely to reward the exertion."
"This is no hallucinatiOn," persisted
Mrs. Chetwynde.
any love, don't harp back upon
this subject-you see how disagreeable
it is 20 Sir Jasper" interrupted her
husband.
Everybody saw this. He looked
black and thwarted as thunderstorm.
Chow can you pretend to rocolect any
thing about your mOtherP he said,
avoiding her eye. "She died as mad
as a March hare, more than fve-and-
thirty years ago. You were a mere ba-
by Of four years old when you went to
live at Cargbill. It is impossible you
can recollect anything"
"Come up to the girls room, and /
will prove to you that l am right"
"a persistent woman always has her
will" f." said Sir Jasper, sOurly.
They went up stairs together,-SiI
Jasper in no very pleasant temper
Olivia was writing at the centre-tablc
when they entered; and, instead Of
needing what Mrs. Chetwynde was
saving, he leant over the girl, teasing
her about her letter. Was it to hel
lover, or to one of her many dearest
friends2 He looked not quite master
of himself, and behaved in a way unu
sual to him.
"Now, Sir Jasper, do not attempt tc
say you don't believe me nowP' saiC
Mrs. Ohetwyude, standing on tho
hearth, and looking at him steadily
"I saw the startled look in your eye as
we came in at the door. Something il
this place strikes your memory too
~ never saw the room in my lif'
before, growled the baronet, 'pettishly
She marched up to him, and made
him face her, as she enunciated the fol
lowing question with a suppressed We
hemence that was painful to see and Il
hear:
"Sir Jasper, have you no recollec
ton Of q sick woman lying here on
hard bed, with q shrieking child cling
ing around her neck2 Have you NJ
recollection of a pitiless intruder tear
ing them apart2 You we're the pitiles
intruder. saw you with the ridg
of curls rising on your head, as
used to do, when you leaut over Livy
Just now. You have pressed you
hair in that same old way again"
Sir Jasper laughed, but not natu
rally.
"Charlotte, my tragedy queen, it is
new wig. The doctor bid me wear
wig. So I did it. I'll tell the makei
that he may uDe your blunder as a pui
fng advertisement"
Mrs. Chetwynde let her hand dro
heavily upon his arm. "Sir Jasper,
she said, "I win have it out Of you.-
Ridioule shall not put me OF the traol
Nothing shall put me of It, Wher
did your elder brothers wife die-mint
Isay his wife2'
Sir Jasper shrugged his shoulder
oompassionately "NoW, Charlotte
what is the good Of this soone?" he ash
cd porsuasiYely "Your pride wi
make you mad. Your fancies are a
most as outrageous and extravagant 3
your poor mothers delusions were.
"Would you'make me out crazed, bc
cause j would uumnsk--"
"Unmask What2 Didn't I save 70
and your mother from starvatiou2"
"You had your interest 10 ii" rotor
ed .Mm ChetWynde "Every seomin
good act you ever did had lis ba.
motive. Who made my mother Wri
those B6lf.aoousatory letters you one
showed me2 Never we're thoy done O
her own free viii They we're far moi
like the compositions Of a romauoi
than the outpourings of o heart broke
and dishouored Woman" Mrs Che
Wyndoa voice was loud aud passionat
her husband aud The rest came up
gse What was the matter. az ahe wo
on railing 40 Sir Jasper, her husbaf
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