Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1867-09-05

there's Mr.. Tindal himself. What business
has he coming here now-did you bid him ?"
mo; but / darcsay he did not like the
idea Of my walking across the fields alone. :"
She colored with pleasure; and when Betsy
demurcly ushered him into the parlor, he
saw her with the pretty, improving blush
unfadcd. Mrs. Croft reddencd also, and was
not at her ease, though she suffered Mr. Tin
dial to take her hand.
81 think no better of il than ever did, !"
said she, in selfassertion.
81 hope some day you will think hetier
of 1t, was his reply; and he turned TO Pen
ME with kind protective air.
My mother was coming to church with
me- said she.
81 am glad of it; she will come to church
with beth of us /; it will not feel so much
like running away, will it, Pennic, though
the witnesses will he few? As soon as you
are ready, let us go. told Featherstone
nine o'clock.
SIT is not half-past eight yet-thcrcs no
hurry said the widow.
"Thcre are the settlements 10 sirn first
As nobody looked after Pennies interest, I
have seen to them myself, and the lawyer is
waiting at the lodge now for the completion
Of the deeds have ordered the names of
her Uncle Lister and her Cousin Richard to
be inserted as her trustees, and they have
promised me that they will act if ever they
are called upon"
81 never gave no thought to settlements !;
but, of course, it is right I've no doubt,
MIR. Tindal, you mean to do your duty by the
lass, and you'd need, for she's trusting you
as nc'er another woman in Eskdale would. /"
Mr. Tindal looked at Pennic, and she look
ed ut him, and there was no necessity for
asseverations. Between them her mother
saw there was perfect understanding and
perfect confidence.
The walk across the fields was rather
silent, but it was not sad. Pennie had
plucked up her spirits, and May never shonc
more auspiciously than on her marriage
morning. A little hand gate, nearly opposite
to the Abbey, brought them out into the road
and minute after they were in the lodge,
where waited Mr.. Tindals lawyer from Nor
minister, Mr.. Roberts, Mr.. Lister, and his
son Dick, with the deeds on the deal table
that furnished the rustic abode. The sing
ing was not an affair of minutes, and imme-
diately 1t was accomplished the little party
crossed to the church, where Mr.. Feather
stone and the clerk were in attendance. MIR.
Lister and Dick stayed near the door to wit
ness the ceremony, and to the surprise of
both, and of herself perhaps also, when the
clergyman asked who gave Penelope Croft to
be married to Arthur Tindal, her mother, in
voice exalted by agitation, said she did.
The service went on smoothly to the end
the register was signed, and as they went
down the aisle together, Mr.. Tindal estab-
lished Pennies hand more firmly on his arm.
and whispered, Mine, at last mine until
death us do part"
AT the churchyard gate was drawn up a
travelling carriage, in the rumble of which
sat Morrison, side by side with Picrces sue
cessor at the Abbey. Before getting in, Pen
ME kissed her mother long and closely, and
was bidden to go her way for wlful, will
ful lass, but not in tone to grieve her. The
natural excitement of the event had lifted
the widow out of herself, and for the mo-
ment everything but the event was forgot
ten.
&c shall go back to the Grange with your
u 7
ded she; and Pennic encouraged her to do
so, and TO spend the day there, knowing
what comfort talking oper always was to
her mother
Then the carriage door was closed, some
one said all right, and the horses began to
move. Mr.. Tindal drew Pennic close TO
him. 81 shall never again be alone in the
world I"
END OF PART II.