The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-12-14
MILDRED GRANT.
CHAPTER II. '--'

swell, Mr.. Reeve, Eve found out VII
those people are, aud what's more, ~
seen them" 4r-
The speaker, lad of seventeen, with
frank English face, delicate skin, now sui
fused with color, and curly hair, met auc
Joined his tutor, Edward Reeve, as he turned
into the Place Royal, Pau, OH his way t.
the Hotel de France. They did not live
there, iBut came every day from their lodg
ings to dine at the table de'hote for tbs sake
of sociabiiity Gilbert hBlakes curiosity
had been aroused by a telegram received by
Monsieur Gardere, ordering rooms for al
s-s English femily who would arrive at Pau il
the afternoon, and, lacking any other OBJ
ject for walk, he had strohed through the
Park to the station to meet the only tr ain
from Paris and as it seems, had had his Gu
riosity gratifgd by sight of the party.
They re bride and bridegroom honey.
eymooning, Mr.. Reeve-the courier told
e me. AT least not quite honeymooning,
suppose, for the mothers With them, and |
heard something about step father com,
ing r., (. 20
81. You'll want dozen mothers-in-Iaw to
look after you and your wife when your
time comes for honsymooning< if you 60 on
as you are going OH now, said Mr.. Reeve
g jokingly; as live, believe you,v been
playing at guile in your great-coat.,
No haven't, laughed the boy; but I'll
tell you what did do. l meant to have
some back in s1e bus, butit was full, so |
ran all the way and got here in time to see
them get out, I The BRIDE was SO pretty and
they are not going to stay, so it was my
only way to make sure of having another
look at her. but I've not had time to cool
s THE most.idiotic proceading,' began Mr.,
Reeve, looking at the boys crimson fore
head then checking himself as if he
thought he was lecturing, he added better
not do it again, Gilbert; if you are so i'm
prudent you will do away with sill the good
of Pau, and you are SO well now
.-f Gilbert might perhaps have bluShed, but
that be could not grow redder than he al
ready was; instead, he tried to change the
subject The bride really is a stunnee.-
Such eyes, and such hair. Her mother, if
she il her mother, is quite young woman
not above torty,I should think didn't
hear her name the courier only said, Sir
Edward and Lady Litford.' ga .a. D..
Sir whoT Mr.. Reeve turned to him with
awakened interest. y 4
oh forgot to tell you, they're Sir Ed
) ward and Lady Lifford on their wedding
tour. He is to dine at the table-dhote to-
night, the ladies said they would not come
down
Mr.. Reeve turned away. He felt sick at
I heart. Why should they, of all people in
Z the world, have crossed his path2 Mildred
he thought bitterly-had driven him out of
England, and now she must needs pursue
him here. Before he had recovered himself
the tabIe-d'hote bell rang, and he turned in
with Gilbert and took his place at dinner.
His neighbor at table, a good -huniored
-Frenchman with whom he had struck up
an intimacy, found his efforts at converse
ton responded to very feebly on this even
ing, and soon noticed that his companions
eyes " ere fixed on a tall, rather heavy look
ing Englishman of about sixty-five who sat
opposite, making poor work of the thin
soup and greasy fish placed before him
Edward Reeve knew the faces at table well
Z enough to be-sure who the stranger must
be- That MiIdreds husband! TO think Of
her, in her bright youth and beauty, sacri-
feed to a man old enough to be her grand
father To think of her conEenting to such
sacrifice on the very eve of liberty Ed
ward Reeve recolected bitterly all her low
ing words to him. When he burnt her
hair hemade fond foolish excuse to him
self for not destroying the little purse by
saying that he had promised to keep it al
WAYS but now he thought he would burn
it as soon as he reached his room. What
had it been but the frail token of tickle
love? Lady Litford might be drinking her
tea upstairs, but Midred-his Mildred
with her pure love and ohildlike faith, could
never exist again, if indeed she ever had
existed exceptin his own fancy. r-
When dinner was over Sir Edward rose,
and coming round to Gilbert, touched him
O. on the shoulder. Pa. rss.5-.-saE
q 4 beg your pardon, but fancy you sre a
q son of my old friend, Gilbert Blake Do
YOU knowif your father was at Christchurch
in 90 and q p '"a''@s5
Gilbert colored and answered, and the
next moment he had accepted Sir Edwards
invitation to spend the evening in his rooms
Almost before Mr.. Reeve had caught the
purport of the conversation, he found him
self included in the invitation; which, how
ever he declined, pleading a bad headache
and walked home to his rooms chatting in
wardk. headache! The Litfords were
only passing through Pau, and thatahead
ache should last until they were fairly gone;
he could not, no, and he would not, meet
Lady Lifford. He tried, with Indifferent
success, to devote himself to his books til
Gilbert came home, and then refrained from
all questions as to how the evening haC
been spent Itwas rather relief that Gil
bert seemed disposed to be good deal les
communicatiye.than usual Hevolunteeret
no account of the visit, and few word
were exchanged before the two gentleman
parted for the night. ..- 80
Next morning, as Mr.. Reeve was sitting
doggedly down to his books immediRtel
after breakfast-Gilberts studies did no
begin till later in the day-a little pink not
was put into hs hand. The contents wer
as follows: ..a ~.
Hotel de France Tuesday.
DzAR Mr. RSsga-If you can spare tn
time it could be very kindI Of you TO ca
here to-day betTeep IL ead O'Clock
nave asssrSi thinFS u ~ e you, en-
greatly Wa - s.,e you. You're RI truly
lELp~7a LIZ =.
Edward 81S@a-e,gGsaed In fnris -
" not enouSh -. Inbred to have ID ii