Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1863-03-27


There's the fires, you know, and the ve-
getables.'
So Mr. Baylie was lovingly deceived.
1t was toward the latter part Of sum
mer that Mr.. Waring, out riding, made
the call he had been contemplating SO
long. 1t was well understood between
himself and Miss Baylie that her father
was to be ignorant Of her business ac-
quaintance with him so he must put
this call upon the list of accidents--for
John Bayle in his sensitive pride had
never invited him.
The sound Of flute came 10 him with
piano accompaniment as he rode up
Miss Baylie has a visitor be presumed.
The presumption was incorrect, for the
door stood wide open, and while be wait
ed on the steps he saw it was only papa
Mr.. Baylie's Pleased to see YOU, Mr..
Waring,' was somewhat stiff and haugh-
iy of tone, but by .and-by old love of ge-
nal society warmed up under Warnings
sympathetic tastes and when Mr.. War
| ing left there was as cordial an invita-
ton to repeat the visit from the host as
from the hostess. The ice once broken.
he formed The habit of dropping in on
them quite frequently, an d Rosamond
enjoyed her fathers enjoyment of this
new and valuable accession to his isola-
ted life more than anything else.
Into all their brilliant talks-and there
were few more brilliant takers or deep
er thinkers than John Bayle and Rem
shaw Waring-litile Bun flung her de-
licate thread of thought, led on by her
father, who never for one moment forgot
her. In such pleasant ways the summer
went and autumn came. Then winter
brought again the great roaring fires,
but still kathie's housekeeping was as
mysteriously economized as ever. Mr..
Baylie couldn't see into it, he said; but
Kathie's ingenuity here again beguiled.
him.
I'm getting used to The ways Of the
house, you see, sir, and fhat A....a-s an
the difference ia The world she said.--
This rather ambiguous sentence amused
him somewhat, but he thought Kathie
knew what she meant better than be did.
Indeed she did.
One day in December Rpsamond
came in, cheeks and lips aelow, aud ewes
sparklin with the news 20 such
splendid skating down to Warebill pond!
WIN you try 1t with me, papa p
1t Grleyed John Baylie to refuse the
least pleasure to one whose pleasures
were so limited but be never ssated.
She had not seen Mr.. Waring as she en-
tered but hearing what she sad, he
came forward and offered his services.
IT Miss Baylie would allow him he would
like to try his skill once more. He could
skate very well years ago. Miss Baylie
was frankly delighted, and the next time
henshaw Waring appeared he was ready
TO attend her.
Now il must be confessed that Bun
was an awkward little skater; she was
'nly trying, you know, but Mr.. Waring
was as lirm as she was unsteady and
many a tumble he saved her by his
steady guidance. Leaving bis daughter
q such good hands, John Baylie was
ontent TO remain over his books or writ
ng indoors. But in those hands she
vas learning a new lesson. And Rem
haw Warng P
Renshaw Waring had for years dis
ained general society. Once he had
'een leader in it, brilliant and admir-
d. Some experience had changed the
urreni, and he became what we see him
I forty, profound aud successful law
er. The society he disdained said he
'as a disappointed man. He did not
ppear so now. Was Renshaw Waring
Earning a new lesson too?
After much careful teachings Miss
sosamond determined to try her strength
lone. IL was one afternoon just al sun
ct, cold still day, and the pond was
Ike surface Of glass. Away she went
klmming over its smoothness in very
reditable manner but at last she turns
false step, and she wavers--a giddy
EAR comes across her.
80, Mr.. Waringr she exclaims. Mr..
VariDg did not need the call he sees
er distress--one swift movement, and
5 she wavers again, with outstretched
rms be approaches, and as she falls.
e catches her against his breast. For.
moment he holds her there. Little
un, you couldn't do without me here.
wish could always be as necessary
you. VIII you trust yourself with
e TOR life. my darling 2
Her Yes low spoken, thrilled his
cart with happiness.
Then home he took her straight into
e presence Of John Baylie. with these
rect words Mr.. Bayiie,- viii yod Y, +
ve your little Bun p For a space the
theirs heart felt sharp pang. His lit
. Bun all he had in the world Then
e sure safety, the happiness Cor her
iumph; and he put out bis hand
MIR. Waring believe you are worthy
zen of little Bun. hope you love
r half as well as her father does.'
But cannot leave my father, Mr..
airing, when, when
You blessed child, you never shall!
do not think could leave your father,
un.'
Again it is the first of January, and
a low wide room, where the fire burns
I'd blazes up the great chimney, Rosa
ond Baylie sits a bride-the wife OF
enshaw Waring. Once more little Bun
Is her Happy New Year, The great
orld that year ago scorDed her now
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