The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-09-28
HE KNEW HE WASRIGHT.
BY ANTHONY TROLLOPE.
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CHAPTER XCVII.
MRS. BROOKE BURGESS.

1t may be doubted whether there was
q happier young woman In England
than Dorothy Stanbury when that Sep
TENDER came which was TO make her the
wife of Mr.. Brooke Burgess, the new
partner in the firm OF Cropper and Bur
CESS. Her early aspirations In life had
been so low, and of late there had come
upon her such succession OF soft show
ers of success,-mingled now and then
with slight threatenings of storms
which had passed away,-that the Close
at Exeter seemed to her to have be-
come very Paradise. Her aunts tenn
per had sometimes been TO her as the
threat of q storm, and there had been
the Gibson marriage treaty, and the
short-livea opposition to the other mar
rage treaty, which had seemed to her
to be so very preferable; but everything
had gone at last as though she had been
Fortunes favOrite and now had come
this beautiful arrangement about Crop
per and Burgess, which would save her
from being carried away to live among
strangers in London! When she first
became known to us on her coming TO
Exeter, in compliance with her auut's
suggestion, she was timid, silent, aud
altogether without self-relianCe. Even
they who knew her best had never guess
ed that she possessed keen sense of
humor, nice appreciation of character,
and a quiet, reticent wit of her own, un
der that staid and frightened demeanor.
Since her engagement with Brooke Bur
CESS, it seemed to those who watched
her that her character had become
Il, h,t g Iar
it opens itself in its growth. The
sweet gifts of nature within became
visible, the petals sprang to view, and
the leaves spread themselves, and the
sweet scent was felt upon the air. Had
she remained at Nuncombe, it is proba-
BILE that none would ever have known
her but her sister. 1t was necessary to
this flower that it should be warmed by
tho sun of life, and strengthened by the
breezes of opposition, and filled by the
showers of companionship, before it
could become aware of its own love-
illness. Dorothy was one who, had re-
manned ever unseen in the retirement OF
her mothers village cottage, woaid have
lived and died ignorant of even her own
capabilities for enjoyment. She had
not dreamed that she could win mans
- love,-had haEdly dreamed till she had
lived at Exeter that she had love of hcI
own To give back in return. She had
not known that she could be firm in heI
own opinion, that she could laugh her
self and cause others to laugh, that she
could be a lady and know that other
women were not so, that she had good
looks of her own and conld lie very
happy when told of them by lips that
she loved. The flower that blows the
quickest is never the sweetest. The
fruit that ripens tardily has ever the
finest flavor. 1t is often the same with
men and women. The lad who talks at
twenty as men should talk at thirty has
seldom much TO say worth the hearing
when he is forty; ANA the girl who at
eighteen can shine IN society with com.
posare has generally given over shining
before she is full grown woman. With
Dorothy the scent and beauty of the
flower and the flavor of the fruit had
come late; bGt the fruit will keep, and
the Hover will not fall to pieces with
the heat of au evening.
"How marvellously your bride has
changed since she has been herew said
Mrs. Macllugh to Miss Stanbury. 1--WE.
thought she couldn't say boo to goose
at first but she holds her own now among
the best of EN-"
"Of course she does; why shouldn't
shei never knew Stanbury yet that
was fool"
"They are a wonderful family, of
course" said Mrs. MacHugh; but l
think that of all of them she is the most
wonderful. Old Barty said something
to her at my house yesterday that wasn't
intended to be kind"
when did he ever intend to be
kindp
"But he got no change out OF ner
The Burgesses have been IN Exeter 4
long time she said and don't see why
we should not get on at any rate as wei
as those before u.s. Barty granted and
grOwled and skunk away. lie thouSL
she would shake in her shoes when IL
spoke TO her"
"He has never been able TO make a
Staubury shake in her shoes yet SAID
the old lady.
Early ia September, Dorothy went to
Nuncombe Putney TO spend a week with
her mother and sister at the cottage.
She had insisted Oh this, though Pris-
ella had limited somewhat unnecessari-
ly, that Dorothy, with her past comforts
and her future prospects, would find the
accommodation at the cottage very
limited. 81 suppose you and |, Pris, scan
sleep in the same bed, as We always did"
she said, with tear in each eye. Then
Priscilla had felt ashamed ofherself, and
had bid her come.
THE truth ID, Dolly" said the elder
sister, chat We feel SO unlike marrying
andgivingin marriage st NunconDe,t TUE
I'm afraid you will lose your brightness
and become dowdy, aud grim, and HIS
anthropic, as we are. When mamma ant
sit down to what we call dinner, L al
ways feel that there lisa grace hoverlns
In the air different to that which shs
says"
And what is it, Pris ~
Fray, God, don't quite starye US, anG