The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1868-12-18

with the cake and wine. Miss Stan
lbury's compliments, ladies, and she
homes you,i take q glass of sherry
: Whereupon she filled out the glasses
and carried them round.
"Pray, give my compliments and
: thanks to my sister Stanbury," said Do
rothy's mother. But Priscilla put down
J. the glass of wine without touching it,
and looked her sternest at the maid.
Altogether, the visit was not very sue
cessful, aud poor Dorothy almost felt
: that if she chose to remain in the Close
she must lose her mother and sister, ana
that without really making friend OF
her aunt. There had as yet been 40
+. quarrel, nothing that had been PLAINLY
!. recognized as disagreeable; but theIe
had not as yet come to be any synpa-
o tbv or assured signs of comfortable
0 love. Miss Stanbury had declared more
f than once that it would do, but had not
sncceade6 in showing in what the sue
cess oons;sted. When she was told that
e. 80 ladies were gone, she desired
ri Dorotby might be sent to her, and
;mmediately began to make anxious in
1"Wol, my dear, and what do they
think of it "
al don't know, aunt, that they think
very much"
"Asd what do they say about it 7"
"They didn't say very much, aunt.
was very glad to see mamma and Pris-
ella. Perhaps ought to tell you that
mamma gave me back the money l
sent her."
"What did she do that fori" asked
Miss Stanbury, very sharply.
Because she says that Hugh sends
her now what she wants" Miss Stan
bury, when she heard this, looked very
sour.
81 thought it best to tell you, You
know"
st will never como to any good, got
in that way,-uever."
"But, Aunt Stanbury, isn't it good OF
him to send itW
81 don't know. | suppose it's better
than drinking, and smoking, and gam
bling. But l dare say he gets enough
for that too. When man, born ana
bred like gentleman, condescends TO
let oat his talents and education tor
such purposes, l dare say they are will
ling enough to pay him. The devil al
ways does pay high wages. But that
Only makes it so much the worse. One
almost comes to doubt whether any one
ought to learn to write at all, when 1T Is
used for such vile purposes. Eve said
what I've got to say, and don't mean
to say anything more. What's the use'
But it has been hard upon me,-very. 1t
was my money did it, and | feel Pve
misused it, It's disgrace to me which
! don't deserve"
For a couple of minutes Dorothy re-
manned quite silent, and Miss Stanbury
did not herself say anything further.
Nor during that time did she observe
her niece, or she would probably have
seen that the subject was not to be
dropped. Dorothy, though she was ST.
lent, was not calm, and was preparing
herself for a crusade in her brothers de-
fence.
"Aunt Stanbury, he's my brother, you
know"
"Of course he's your brother. l wish
he were not"
81 think him the best brother in the
world,-and the best son."
"Why does he sell himself to write
sediton ?"
ale doesn't sell himself to write Sc
dition. don't sec why it should be Sc
dition, or anything wicked, because it's
sold for penny"
"If you are going to cram him down
my throat, Dorothy, you and had bet
ter part"
~ don't want to say anything about
him, only you ought-not-to abuse
him-before me-" By this time Dorothy
was beginning to sob, but Miss Stanbu-
rvs countenance was still very grim
and very stern.
"He's coming home to NuncOmbe Put
ney, and | want to--see-See him" con-
tinued Dorothy.
Hugh Stanbury coming to Exeter
He won't come here
"Then I'd rather go home, Aunt Stan.
bury"
every well, very well, said Miss STAN
bury, and she got mp and left the room.
Dorothy was in dismay, and began to
think that there WAS nothing for her to
do but TO pack up her clothes and pre-.
pare for her departure. She was very
sorry for what had occurred, being fully
! alive to the Importance OF the and, not
only to herself, but to her mother and
sister, which was afforded by the pres
ent arrangement, and she felt very an
gry with herself, in that she had al
ready driven her aunt to quarrel with
her. But she had found it TO be impos.
sible to hear her own brother abused
without saying word on his behalf
She did not see her aunt again till dim
lner-time, and then there was hardly O
word uttered. Once or twice Dorothy
made a little effort to speak, but these
attempts failed utterly. The old woman
would hardly reply even by monosyl-
liable. but simply muttcred something,
or shook her head when she was address,
ed. Jane, who waited at table, was We
nv dcmure and SILENT and Martha, who
once came into the room during the
meal, merely whispered word INTO
Miss Staubury's ear. When the cloth
was removed, and two glasses OF port
had been poured out by Miss Stanbury
| herself. Dorothy felt that she could en-
dure this treatment no longer. How
was it possible that she could drink WINE
under such circumstances
Not for me, Aunt Staubury," said she,
with q deploring tone.
"Why not "
| 81 couldn't drink it to-day"
"Why didn't you say so before 1T was
poured out' And why hot to-day !
Come, drink it. Do as bid YOU" And
she stood over her niece, as tragedy
queen in play with a bowl of poison.
Dorothy took it and slipped it from mere
force of obedience. "YOu make as many
bones about glass of port wine as
| though il were SIENNA and salts" said
Miss Staubury. "Now Pve got some
to say to You" By this time the SER
want was gone, and the two were seated
alone together in the parlor. Dorothy,
who had not as yet swallowed above
half her wine, at once put the glass
down. There was an Importance in her
aunt's tone which frightened her, and
made her feel that some evil was COM
ing. And yet, as she had made up her
mind that she must return home there
was no further evil that she need dread.
"You didn't write any of those horrid
articles ?" said Miss Stanbury.
To be Continued