Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1867-02-27
A Beautiful Story.
From Every Saturday.
From Every Saturday.
THE
DFKEHAMBURY g0NgBRT.
CHAPTER 1,

the ola man has scarcely been dead six months and It
lucky chance for him -
That's no matter. Mr.. Hugh Carton is not a near
relative. Where they fshed him up from no one can
tell Ana then he has an invalid sister,
10 whom he is very good
THIS was from an elderly bachelor who was grim and
testy, but whose testiness no one minded much He
took snuH as he said he also stuck his cane into the
carpet saVagey though that had been the speaker
and wanted putting down
And should like to know what man worthy of the
name wouldn't be good to an invalid sister? persisted
this gentleman.
Her brothers dancing attendance on a bevv of mn
sc'nad young ladies, and screaming up fiat, said
Mr. Crane, pulling face We'll, don't pretend to be
musical and have already been introduced to Mr. Car,
ton ShouId say that he IS not musical either. Sorry
to dsappoint you
The three Misses Grafton looked at each other and
smiled. The Parish of Dykewood was emnently mu-
scal parish 1t about to take part in grand amt.
teur concert to which everybody from miles around was
expected to come and its great desderatun had long
been good tenor Baritones there were in plenty and
these had to be pressed into service but they
were thin, for the most part like vim ordnaire and be
SIDES they could not take the high Now a real
tenor fashion OF Mario or Sims Reeves was the
thing wanted therefore, from NJ Hugh Cartons some
what thin brown cheeks, moustaches, long hair and
general foreign appearance it had been suggested not
impossible that he might supply the deficiency.
AT any rate, said Miss Grafton we will not take him
at your valuation Mr.. Crane
No one expects you to do young ladies' retorted
Mr.. Crane. The proof of the Idding-but | forgot
that's vulgar. Listen however to an old fOgie ven
ture to predctnay would lay small ger that the
concourse of you-Graftons, Hetheringtons, Wilson's
every one-dOnt extract five consecutive words from
this taciturn gentleman could not and talked about
top dressing, and the crops and the game aws-a that
would naturally interest country gentleman. don't
believe myself that he knows what is he has come into
The only time succeeded in attracting his attention
for moment, when spoke of that poor Mrs Wynne
who lives there, you know almost inside his
park suppose it is because she is a cripple, like his
sister
Aye said Mr., Crane, >augh if You will ladies'
dare say you think crusty old fellow like me wouldn't
be very likely to entertain this lion; but you may
be mistaken. 'Why, he's thirty,fve if he's day. and
the gray hairs coming
His voice will be in its prime Mr. Crane said the
ladies.
His voice! his voice exclaimed Mr. Crane; as if a
human being nothing but mechanical contrivance
of emitting sound And he added softly, the has
known sorrows
lie got up he spoke ard the girls shook hands
with him good humoredy enough, for he so sour
he seemed and in spite of his causc speeches. he was
rather favOrite among them.
Meantime the object of these remarks was walking
about the lawn Of Lakewood Park with a cigar in his
mouth tall muscular man, with rather IL worn brown
face and eyes that would have struck stranger as hv
ing ptitul, hunted look in them at times When his
possession became reality him. instead of appearing
like dream, from which he afraid every moment
of fawakng, this off, but present he could hard
y believe that fortune adverse to him from childhood
had suddenly turned upon him her pleasant smiles.
There gardeners work in the strawberries and
among the flower beds; and his eye fell upon Them
Mr.. Carton stood still with a sudden wonder at the
thought that these were his servants, and would
look to him for payment HI shaded his eyes with his
hand and looked out into the west where the sky was
blaze Of gold and red The light fell on hill and
dale in ttu CLEANS; it touched the treeOps and pick
ed bits here and there of the winding river to make
it glisten like silver. The scene grew dim before Mr.
Cartons eyes. He instead a miserable lodging un-
der "a foreign sky where gaunt man covered at night
over the stove, whose supply scanty. He this
rising up every morning. sometimes hopeful to be
beaten back again from time to time till hope was al
most dead within him; then he this same man. but
changed little for better days had begun, and his ge-
MUS making his way tardily newspaper was in his
hand and one finger rested on advertisement. His
breath came in painful gasps his face grew gradually
paler until -
Mr. Carton started, for of the wormen stood be-
fore him, touching his hat and asking instructions re-
spectrg certain trees which he thought should be
down to improve the view. Mr.. Carton could have
laughed aloud at the ncongruty Of the thing but he
restrained himself, and gave his orders quietly.
4 might be the country squire in farce he said to
himself; feel like playing being rich man. Pleas
ant play, though Ah am thankful it didn't come too
late.'
He flung down his cigar and walked quickly toward
the house. lie passed the wide stone steps, which look
ed so imposing, pushing open French window, and
tered a small drawing room, the end of which
conservatory. young girl lay on couch near this
window, young, but with few CT the marks of youth.
There was not the aintest tint in the cheeks from
which suffering had driven the healthy blood the hands
that she stretched to him tearfuly thin, and
the large eyes which filled with tender light when they
him. seemed argesfor the wasted features. Yet
in certain way she was beautiful Hugh Carton knelt
down beside the couch and put his arm under her head
gently.
Us pleasant sister he said. Are you happy here
among the birds and the flowers, or do you long after
buer skies
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