The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1864-01-01
BIDDEFORD, ME-, FRIDAY MORNING,

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Miss Baylie Is an heiress herself This looks
like IT," suggested, heedlsnly, that clumsy
Keyes" to young Seyne, the yery Scyne OF the
Paris Arm to whom lawyer Wsring this morn.
ing communicated the evil tidings OF the bsyhc
bankruptcy. --, ...-'.-s -. :. ..r.. q.
seyne, sore under his recent Losses, hung out
some sharp sentences, which were taken up anu
blown hither and thither. ..',--
Two or three nights ago, Henry Seyne haa
been deroue to Rosamond Baylie, almost com; s
mitting himself by various ardent speeches, ana
CARRYING of In triumph the roses that had deck:
cd her hair. Now the roses lay withered, ana
Rosamond Baylie wondered at his neglect. :,
A little while and the chill air that was gath
ering In the social atmosphere, settled mena.
cingly about. herr She began to feel uncom-
Portable. she knew not Why. What was the
matter! Poor little Bun 90, -
\ hsppss1Sd that Tarius, S; hsSsr wsr,ns; Y, srs;
when the buzz Of her entrance went round, and
he caught the glitter OF her dress, he was In!
clined to censure. perhaps But he took SEQ
ond look. 1t was ohild's face in innocence
Then he suddenly recalled, "Bun will lose her
Happy New Ycarl Poor little Bun 7" With
his keen, professionally educated perceptions,
he began to comprehend the whole matter
John Baylie, shrewd and sharp. and sagaciouss.
and "hard, ;" had q soft spot In his heart this
he who had courage to look the most disastrous
climax in the face, when II concerned himself,
hadn't courage to tell the evil tidings to little
Bun. ..... t-....
At this point In his eucdation, Renshaw
Waring grew Indignant at the savage treatment
she was getting. 1t ought to be ayerted. Who
was there to do It!
lie looked about him. Mrs. Verclayse was
blind, deaf, dumb to everything animate or In
on,, too ~ II tah1 af which Qhp eat
He was we'll convinced that none but himself
comprehend the truth; and If they did-well, he
had made up his mind. Perhaps the last re-
mark of Henri Seyne's helped him: "Does
John Bayle think hc is casting pearls before
swine!" And just then, all the hundred stars
of pearl spray shmmered and shone out OF the
costly lace of the unconscious Rosamond's
dress.
At this moment, too, the host Of the house
passed. Waring touched him on the shoulder
"Pray make me acquainted with Miss Bay
lic."
They took circuitous tour over the room,
and came up to her. us she stood quite alone at
the door of the music-room.
"Mliss Baylie, allow me-Alr. Waring."
The greetings passed, and he wondered how
he should accomplish his errand without n
bunge. In the exigcncy of the moment ne
caught suggestion at the barest thought, anu
plunged on.
"Miss Baylie, am sorry the first time l have
the pleasure Of seeing you should be mes
senger Of i'll. Your father is suddenly indis.
posed, and sends for you. Nay, do not stop to
make your adieux, will apologize for You af-
forwards"
| He gave her Is arm, and BY some ingenuity
succeeded In getting her to the dressing room
unobserved. In the meantime he slipped out
and coolly appropriated the first carriage In
waiting, and was back In readiness to attend
her to Il, riding with her to explain his hastily
manufactured fable.
Now that the matter was en- train, the disd-
grements Of his own position presented them
selves.
he had dim idea that they were given to hy-
sterics and scenes. or almost naughty reti-
cence Of character, no shrank with nervous
dread from any approach TO such emotions
What would she dol She might refuse to be-
lieye his second tale, for he had most assuredly
given her the precedent Of very ingenious
lie. On this ground what absurd fancies might
che not conceive against him.
As no was pondering this, the young lady
asked q question which broke the spell. was
papa in great dangerH His accustomed direct
ness came to his aid now, and In few senten-
ces he told her the truth.
She neither tainted nor cried. There was no
scene. There was only slight pause, and then
the first thing she said was "Poor papa, L sup.
pose he hated TO tell me, and 80 put 1t OH -
Another pause, and then-"He did not know
of my going out tonight, OF course" Then
there came quiver to her voice, and she said,
"You are very kind, Mr.. Waring. thank
YOU"
Just self.controlled little lady, low-spoken
and dgni6od, comprehending his share In the
| m e h.oa Hol lan hpr ot tha dOOr.
and AS the broad stream Of radiance from the
hall flashed out across the pavement when she
passed in, accustomed rs he was to see such for
tune. changes, he felt q pang of pity for the
pretty, tender creature to whom so sudden
change was about to come.
"Papa where is papa, Wilson!" was her
first question to the serving man who let her
in.
Mr.. Baylie came out Of the library at her
voice.
80, is Il you, Rosamvnd! You are home
early. Was the ball stupid again tonight"
Always mindful OF the dignity of reserve; rs
naughty in his reticence as Renshaw Waring,
he was ten times rs sensitive In regard to its
breach. SO his greeting in the presence Of Will
son was glacier-cool. while fire was raging
within his breast. A nod beckoned her into
the library, and he closed the heavy door be-
tween themselves and the outside world. tie
knew why she had gone, for Aliue's neglect OF
his message had transpircd. Now what did her
early return mean?
with dread.
40, papa, why did you not tell mel"
"Tcli her !-what!" he uttered, In his amaze.
"Good heaven what had she been told! who
had told her. | left q message for you, at noon,
TO remain in until saw you, and Mademoiscllc
Alne forgot to deliver It."
"Oh I" family uttered, with some relief In
the tone and then, "I am so sorry, papa, sor.
ry for you. I mean. Idon't mind, you know"
He thought he should have to do with tears
and terrors; and, like Waring, he had been
fortfying himself; and here she was, calm-eyed,
tiUn. For a moment he could not see; a mist
came over his vision; and he could find no
words to answer her.
"But where had she heard! who had told
She fell TO untying the tassels of her cloak,
and looking away; while the color clouded into
her check, She replied, '.Mr. Waring told me. 7"
"Waring!' why had he told her'
| Il was curious tablcau-they Two together.
worst. vel his very soul shuddering away from
Il: nil that naughty pride invaded, open to the
world md ouiyeriug with double sense Of
suffering. The young. tender; yesterday CD
rossad sourted; to-day scorned, insulted al
nost and aching with the rude blow, but COW
ring Il over with mask Of calmness to save
him from the pang Of knowledge.
Thus for q few moments they waited, hesitat-
inc until he asked the pointed question,
aWhy did Mr.. Waring tell YOU. Rosamond?"
moment moro she hesitated; then, quite
low of tone-she was bungler at evasion
sHe thought II wouldn't be pleasant for me to
be there. was much dressed, you know, and