Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-07-29

prcsence had done. There was a free and
easy degree of assurance amounting to inso-
lopce and then there was a cleaning IN ms
eyes which was strange to her And there
was one thing more As the youth came to
speak, thus bringing his features into play
she discovered something strangely familiar
in them. Her mind was quick and clear, and
her perceptions were ready; and though the
circumstance was curious one, yet she
cought it and retained il. The something 80
familiar in this mans features was their
strong resemblance to the features of the Per-
cies. as she called them to mind from many
canvas in the old gallery Of the castle But
what Of this2 1t could only be an accidental
likeness. II would be strange, indeed, II
amongst the millions of men upon the earth,
there were not few who bore somc rcsem-
blance to her ancestors. The young man OBJ
served that something in his appearance had
arrested the lady's attention, and quiet
smile curlod around his mouth as he watched
the play of her beautiful features but that
smile was not pleasant one There was
something evil in it--most decidedly evil
and Agnes detected it, for quick shudder
passed through her frame, and in an eager,
hurried manner, she said
q" II you have anything to say to me, sir,
will listen; but beg that you will be briel.
| cannot remain here long
"What I've got to say, Miss Agnes, won't
admit Of haste so you will please to give me
time. | don't suppose You know who | am
What did he mean by calling her Miss
/ Agnes? She, the grown-up daughter of O.
marquis and he the child Of % tenant
Whoever you are She said with stern
dignity. you will bear yourself bosecmingy,
| if YOU would have me listen to YOU
/ Don't get into passion my sweet lady
now don't, pray BE quiet, and Kind, aud
/ I'll very soon let You know why l came. !
would he friends with you. If you will let
me- will be the best friend you have ON
earth. | swear it, by the God that made
me-"
Agnes was so relieved by this speech that
she felt really happy for the time. She lelt
that She had done the youth injustice. Ills
apparent rudcncss was evidently only iguo-
rance, or carelessness while the thought Of
bolriending her gave him an undue degree of
assurance.
"lndeed, good sir, she said, 81 had no
thought of anger"
"Well, WE'LL | hope you didn't. But
don't think you know me
Have not seen YOU at Mr.. Callington's y
Very likely. I've been there
, " You are not his son
Whose son ?"
Owen Callmgton's.n
| Oh, no bless you, no. Owen Calling
ton is only my grandfather"
&" | did not Know that Callngton had
, daughter married.
s Didn't you2 O, yes His daughte
o Agatha was married before you were born
and before | was born too, for the matter O
d that"
+ Again he spoke in that familiar, impudeu
e manner, and Agnes sought once more to pas
T him.
:. can listen to you no longer She sale
h "Just moment he returned, ami
s. waving her back
c What have you to say to me, sir ?
First, dear lady, | must tell you that go
l. are very beautiful; and Hold on you
lie better hear me out. was just going to sa
n that your beauty might be q tremendous ben,
N fit to your father. Would You like to kno
rs how 2"
d "IfI must listen, you can inform me-
fe well" pursued Albert Callington, e
j. the reader must have discovered that tn
" was Agatha Calington's son. " | would ha'
you to know that | hold your father con
lie pletely at my mercy. | can crush him in q
it instant II please o, you need not POI
your pretty lips in that fashion, for am tel
ID ing you only the solemn truth The proc
Marquis of Abbotswold is as completely
If my power to crush him into the dust as ey
was a peer under the power Of his king Al
IN yet, my dear, your beauty may save hin
t. Can't you see now ?"
he He looked at her 50 familiarity, and wi
such bold admiration, that Agnes felt the h
lie blood rushing in torrent to her BRAIN al
/ as soon as she could overcome the first sho,
IF of amazement, she waved her hand towai
him with queenly pride, saying
1t Stand aside sir can hear no moi
ID from youw
As she attempted to pass him, he caug
her by the arm.
Hold, lady. You know not what "
are doing"
finland me, sir"
n But-think Of your father
n, finland me, | say, Help help"
IN The above is all of this very intercstn
it story that will be published in our column
1t, For the continuation of it from where
Of leaves off here, see the New York Ledg,
IT, which is for sale Mt all the book stores at
he news depots throughout the country. Remer
Sc Der and ask for the number of the Ledger d
Il, ted August l. The remainder of the stol
will be published only in that paper.
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