The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-12-22

| nin DOW, MISS BOmtret added -
! AND now come across and get known TO
| hnother cousin, my dear;' and before 1 knew
Nhat Mhat was happening, was face to face with The
iewri,e2S iST 2Tbeeni baIi who held out slender white,
! out sn,i,oa nahu 70 me, and laughed and flashed
] UuS I s1lIes,, and made rue feel very material
nueel, as she made herself momeniariIy more
laslnaung, when Miss Rachael had NAMED her
as Ida POmiret.n N'
have no very distinct recollection of what
went on before dinner or at dinner oniv
know heard my own name repeated savaraI
times, and many people came and said kind
things to me for my mothers sake.u gIadiv
gratefully acknowledged that it was for hsr
sake, solely and wholly, that l was a favored
guest in his Grand old place. -
But after time my mind seems to have ac-
cepted the situation, and cleared and steaded
itself, for all the later events of that evening
are well outlined in my memory. We had not
been back in the drawtn groom long before Ida
came ana sat down by me, and shot off some
bright little sentences at me.
$50 nearly played the part of Juggernauts
car to yoH,' she began. "Aunt Rachael meant
you TO be surprise to us all, and kept your
coming dead secret. | didn't in the least
Snow who II was in that horrd little car of hers
The fairy Queen really looked, as she said it.
as II il came TO her by right divine TO drive over
SUCH mere mortals as myself. She was lying
BACK in q low chair without any arms to it.
and her dress sprane out on either side
N great rolling waves OF glittering white.
der golden hair stood out in strong reliet,
Ike glory against the dark background of the
danty creature that il seemed little thing
that she should be regardless of tue lives of
others.
You did see me then? | asked
well saw YOU without seeing YOU, if YOU
can understand that; was taken up with show.
before, did you" - N " ''''''
"Wbom ?n
"Guy-my cousin-your cousin, too isn't he
Oh, no, your second cousin, that's itr
No, Inever saw him before
He's my salvation at Christmas, - the blonde
beauty SAID, with little yawn; che gets up
charades. 70 you like charades? And we
always have ball or two while he is here.n
rs this his home, or youCs ?r ..
MY home now-his in time 10 come. live
with glandpapa and aunt Rachel; Guy is the
heir She dropped her voice to a whisper as
she said this, then she raised it again suddenly,
TO ask, DO you like Christmas better in the
country than in London?"
II have never spent Christmas in the coup-
try yet" | replied.
ooh you lucky girl !" she crled "and have
never spent one out of it; i'd give anything
the burlesques; / don't care for the panto-
mines; have you seen many ~
81 told her 'yes;' while Guy was alive saw
all such things, now was sick OF them,'"
who was Guy ?" she asked, scberly: and she
seemed very sorry when l told her he was my
brother.
But such a bright creature cannot be sorry
long for the troubles of others. She was up
dancing away towards the piano, in answer to
somebody's request that she would sing, before
the mist had cleared off my eyes which the
mention of Guy had caused. When [ eould see
clearly again, Guy Pomfret, my other cousin
was standing talking to her while she fluttered
over some music, and seemed unable to make
choice of O song.
Presently, however she found one or he
found 1t for her. At any rate he placed it, and
kept his hand ready to turn the page while she
sang, and got drawn up nearer to them by her
voice, and watched his face as he watched hers.
She had ringing, clear, flexible voice. | can
express what its sound was by naming color
more clearly than in any other way-it was a
bright blue; it was like silver bell as cold
and with as much feeling.
ballad, and She sang it Correctly and cleverIT.
but l felt dissatisfied with the way in which she
Warbled out those reproachtul words:-
"You should have told me that before jamie
You shou have TOLD me that before, laddIe."
was glad when Guy POmfIet looked dissatis-
fed, too, and stopped her before she had finished
1t quite, by saying, You never can do that
nigaOnne-try something else"
She frowned for an instant and then got up.
saying, mo, no, some one else, and then will
try TO do justice to another of your faVortes,
Guy; IT'S not for want OF desire to please you
that failed this time, sir, she added, in a low
voice, with little laugh that was slightly
tinged with veXatiCp.
l did not hear what his answer was, for at
that moment Miss Rachael spoke to me-
~ JOu SluB, my uGdT !-Wlll you ODUge us N
81 shall be very happy" answered, and then
l felt horribly hot and uncomfortable NV
voice was a low, rolling, tremulous contralto-
what would it sound like after that silver bell!
''Will you ike to try some of mine, or will
you sing something of your own?" Ida asked,
goOd-baturedly; and then Mr.. Pomfret came
forward TO ''see If he could help me to selec.
toD," he said, and ! knew that was fairly com.
mitted 20 it; so | said II would try what knew
best" and haii7Staggered by my own temeritv,
/ sang some verses poor Guy had written and
composed once after visit TO the Dunbar side
OF our family
~ here's a breath OF freedom on the ground
Where wild the heather crows
That makes q dearer TO my heart
Than highlands emblem rose;
IL springs around the thistle
he Stern flower OF the north,
IL decks the plains of England
And the bonnets OF the Forth.
"Those purp'e sprigs no flowers sure
Blooming in other dells,
Are hall SO sweet to scottish hearts
AS ScOtand's heather bells.
For on mountain brow, by lOwand lOch
Through every kind OF weather,
We rOamed about unchecked, unchid,
Oer plains OF gorse ano heather.
ave still can clam Scottish name,
And the Scotch blood IN us tells,
As here on English ground we roam,
- Through ScOtlands heather.bels.
For ihe breath OF freedoms on the soil,
Where wild the heather grows,
= They hold their own most galanty
Against the English rose"
They all thanked me graciously, and said
Bind things, all save Ida. She leaned back
still further on the couch she occupied like a
throne, and said "such things were beyond her;
il was impossible for her to make an effort to
Oe historical, and understand those illusions to
the times of Wallace, she supposed" She said
this to her cousin Guy, and diG feel very CRATE
ul TO him for not seeming to think it witty aud
or making her no answer.
| went TO bed that nlpht very tired and very