Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1868-11-26

Clara, displ,ased for a moment, al that turn
ed and kiss'd her friend.
" I'll not go myself, them" said she, g |
am not goilg all that way merely to show
Miss Austil. So, you see, we will all be
disappointed together Aad then all was
as before.
All as befre! Yes, with the young girls
in their ignorance.
But what vas Dorcas TO do!
She was MT by nature vindictive, revenge
ful; but with these facts before her should
she not, ousht she not. TO await the arrival
of Hosea as Judge the judgment day 7 That
she had neYrreally loved the man, that her
hcuit did Iot now break in tho certainty OF
knowledge was nothing to the poiut. He
had wroDfed her and her children. And
here was ibis other wife and mother, and
this other tbid Wealth, station and luxu-
ry on one haud-privation and labor on the
other. What must she do? Acquaint heI
children Acquaint Mr.. Troll? She thought
she could see the blaze of light which would
leap from That good mans eyes at such a
tale
Clara did not repeat her invitation.
Her parents came home in the early
spring; in due time the school closed
Julia received her diploma, and immedi-
ately set to work on the etchings for the set
of ''iuveniles' about which good Mr.. Troll
had talked for year past. The publi-
cation had been delayed solely that Julia
might prepare the designs.
AT Beech Grove the daughter of the house
found quite other occupation for her time.
The days flew: the house was always full
Of company. There was early horseback
riding and late driying-croquet, dancing
and billiards filled up the intervals.
But you have tod me hardly anything
about Mrs. Burnhan and the school,, y CT. ia s
father said to her one evening after dinner.
He was on the piazza, apparently very much
absorbed in the evening newspaper, but he
had noticed that for some time his daughter
had been fitting around as if she would like
to attract his attentions and this could never
happen without his feeling it, SO sensitive
was he to her delicate presence. She drew
a chair toward him and sat down. 81 never
told you the best thing of all, papa" she
said. There was the dearest girl at school,
q day scholar, and her name was Bently.--
And what was so strange her fathers name
was Hosea. Tie died before she was two
years old
"Ah!" said Mr. Bently "what did you
think OF that."
Ii was as if IL blow he had been seeking
to evade fer years had suddenly been deliy-
cred and had hit him in the face. The light
hand of his darling had dealt it what other
hand SO heavily? lie spoke quietly, with
wonderful salt-control; but perhaps it was
well for him 10 be enycloped ms he was in
the ne spaper at that moment he would
not have chosen to meet Just then his daug.-
ter's eye.
Il thought ii was delightful, she answer
ed. II wanted to share you with her.
ME! myself" he asked with tone al
most savage in his voice, ''or something
else ! Money, for instancel Was i, that =
Papa and money are not the sam. 10 me, y
said Clara in a low voice full of emotion.
My dear little girl, am quite sure Of
that =
''But it does seem such shame that such
a girl should be poorl'
''Ehl Poor is she y
''Poor enough. They live in rooms, but
neat as Il bandbox. You wouldn't believe
that people could be packed in that way so
close, yet so nice and comfortable, papa :
@fRa werner n6agR," tn6USh. SIZE is going
to be an artist; she has talent. Once, to-
ward the end OF the year, she got SO run
down that | invited her to come up here
with me to see that the house was all ready
for you and mamma. She could not come,
and so didn't"
This was actually Il confession. 1t had
been oa Cara's mind for some time, aud
now she had made it, Her father knew
that she had extended her school acquain-
tance beyond the prescribed limit--oili Of
her sphere. But, she had acknowledged il !:
now She was happy again.
.'Did she come here r he asked
''Hcr mother would not let her. answer
I'd his daughter.
Sensible woman. would not wish my
daughter to accept an invitation given by an
young person, as-I beg your
pardon you ,cere at that time, Clara"
Then, papa, do wish you and mamma
wonld invite herr
Il have been thinking OF doing i, very
different thing. pet. In the first place, Il
would really be no kindness to the young
lady. All her associations are with differ
cnt class Of persons, and she is accustomed
10 an entirely different life. If you had her
here, take my word for it, you would not
know what to do with her. As I was going
10 say, there is a fine opportunity for you
10 90 abroad just presented, Clara: Judge
Shankland is going with his family in the
Scotia, and they will be very glad to have
you join the party. You had better let alone
school-books for while"
"Thank you, dear papa, but oh il you
knew those girls as l do! | really think
l year of that kind of enjoyment would kill
ne.
" Don't you know, my child, that you may
carry your fasi,liousness to an absurd and
nbuman pitch?"
Papa, | accepted just one invitation to
Judge Shankland'sh house while was In town.
II would not be any modification of it at all
10 associate with such good, sensible people
rs Julias family, but it would be to he seen
abroad with the Slanklands."
Is Julia Il confectioner ~
"Jnlia ismy Julia, the daughter of Dorcas
lnd Hosea. And there is a famous BROTHER
Joseph. am SO glad her name is Julia.
She is the only friend have Of the name."
$ Bring ne a cigar, Clara, please"
While she went and came, Mr.. Bently
folded the newspaper, which he need not
attempt to read any longer. Suppose this
girl Of his had talked as freely with those
people, with Dorcas, as she had talked with
him? He would like to ask about Dorcas
Ito know what time had done for her.
What wave had borne her from that quiet
nook in which he left hsr into the great sea
Jf life? What had she attempted: What
had She done.
This Julia was u girl his Clara could love-
And she was poor, working for her living,
fet nau graduated from Mrs. Burnham's
;chooi-onc of the very best schools for the
education of young ladies in the city What
lid Mot mean? That, he finally concluded,
vas Dorcas all over.
" Did you bring that young school-mate
If yours up here with you." he asked, as if
ie had missed the point of Clara's simple
'iory.
"Why no, papa: her mother would not
consent to it. / showed her the photographs
If the place, and yours and mammals, to
convince her that | was not inviting Julia
nto savage Africa, but she would not con-
ent; so Julia never came. She isn't SO very
'oung, papa.
Mr.. Benily puffed his cigar few minutes
II silence.
: Don't fret about that" he said "she
will come some time, no doubt.
The house was gay with company, and
here was now call for music. Clara went
n-shc was always so obliging"--aud find
ng the dancers in their places, sat down at
he piano. With march, galop and waltz
lie helped the guests through the hours,
lerself thinking of her Julia.
But what music could charm out of Mr..
3ently's path the spectre which had risen
II it! 1t was not the spectre of Remorse,
tut Fear. Yet he had been conscious of
,ain when he heard his daugher cnmmisera-
ing the poverty of the dear girl for making
whose acquaintance she had actually seem