The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-05-15
HE KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
BY ANTHONY TROLLOPE
Continued
CHAPTER LVI.
WHITEHEAD GRASS.

When Caroline Spaldins perceived
how direct an attempt had been made
by her sister to take the pOetess away,
in order that she might thus be left
alone with Dir. Glascoek, her spirit re
VOTED against the man0uVTe, and she
took herself away amidst the crowd. If
Mr.. Glascock should wish to find her
again, he could do so. And there came
across her mind something of half
formed idea that, perhaps, after all, her
friend Wallachia was right. Were this
man ready to take her and she ready to
be taken, would such an arrangement
be happy one for both of them His
high born, wealthy friends might very
probably despise her. and it was quite
possible that she also might deSpise
them. To be Lady Peterborough, and
have the spending of large fortune,
would not suffice for her happiness. She
was sure OF that. 1t would be leap
in the dark, and all such leaps must
needs be dangerous, and therefore
should be avoided. But she did like the
man. Her friend was untrue to hsr and
cruel in her illusions to tinKling GYM
balls. 1t might be we'll for her to get
over her liking, and to think no moro of
one who was to her foreigner and a
stTanger,-of whose ways of living in
his own house she knew so little, whose
people might be antipathetic to her,
enemies instead of friends, among whom
her life would be one long MISERY; but
it was not on that ground thai Miss
Petrie had recommended her to start for
Rome as soon as Mr.. Glascock had reach
cd Florence. "There is no reason" she
said to herself, "why should not marry
a man if like him, even though he be
q lord. And of him should not be the
least afraid. It's the women that |
fear" And then she called TO mind all
that she had ever heard of English
countesses and duchesses. She thought
that she knew that they were generally
cold aad proud, and very little given to
receive outsiders graciously within their
raRks. Mr.. GlaSCOck had an aunt who
was Duchess, and sister who would
be Countess. Caroline Spalding felt
how her back would rise against these
new relations, if it should come to pass
that they should look unkindly upon
her when she was taken to her own
home; how she would fight with them,
given them sCorn for scorn: how UNIT.
terably miserable she would be; how she
would long to be back among her own
equals, IN spite even of her love for her
husband. "How grand thing it is"
she said, ITO be equal with those with
whom you live" And yet she was to
some extent allured by the social posi-,
ton OF the man. She could perceive
that he had charm of manner which
her countrymen lacked. He had read,
perhaps less than her uncle; knew per.
haps less than most of those men with
whom she had been wont to associate
In her Swn city life at home; was not
drawer, or more virtuous, or more self.
denying than they; but there was soft.
ness and an ease IN his manner which
was palatable to her, and an absence of
that too visible effort of the intellect
which is so apt to mark and mar the
conversation ofAmericans. She almost
wished that she had been English in
order that the mans home aud friends
might have suited her. She was think
ing of all this as she stood pretending
to talk to an American lady, who was
very eloquent Oh the delights of Flor
ence.
In the mean time Olivia and Mr..
Glascock had moved away together, and
Miss Petrie was left alone. This was no
injury TO Miss Petrie, rs her mind at once
set itself To work on sonnet touching
the trlvolity of modern social gatherings;
anu when she complained afterwards to
Iarollne that 1t was the curse of their
nnue oi NE that no moment could be
sIlo"eu ior thought,-In which she re-
terred specially to few words tbat NJ.
Gore mad addressed to her AZ this mo
ment OF her meditations,-sbe vas NO,
wllfully hypOcrite. She was no;Dcanr,
turning her second set of RHYMES VIZ,
really believed that she had basn "uu
jected to hardship. In the mean 80,
Olivia and Mr.. Glascock were discn. s;I.ie
her at distance.
"You were being put through your
facings, Mr.. Glascock," Olivia had
said.
"Well, yes; and your dear friend, Miss
Petrie, is rather stern examiner"
"She is Carry's ally, not mine," said
olivia. Then she remembered that by
saying this she might be doing her sis
ger an injury. Mr.. Gfascock might
o1!eet TO TO-, such bosom friend for his
VIE. That is to say, of course we are
Al lntlmate with her, but lust At this
moment Garry is most in favor"