The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1869-09-02

breakfast, then return home, and see that
the letters l have left be delivered imme-
diately. / shall not be back until to-
morrow, with your master. Call that
coach"
Piccadilly," was the direction she
gave, but, stopping the coach in a minute
or two, she asked the driver what was the
White Horse Cellar.
"Place whcer the Brighton coaches
plies frOm," was the answer
"Drive to the Elephant and Castle" said
Mrs. Horsfall, and be quick"
"Is there a Brighton coach about to
2" Mrs. Horsfall inquired, eagerly, as
they mingled with the mass of coaches
which, at that period, congregated around
the well-known hostel.
"Yes, IN, the Age, in a moment ;-One
inside?" telegraphed porter to the
Brighton driver, who nodded.
Mrs. Horsfall was in her place in mo-
ment, and whisking along through loot
ing, half an hour ahead of her husband,
suppOsing, indeed, he had taken that road.
But she was far from content with herself.
Twenty times, during the journey, she
wished the step untaken. AS often she sue
ceeded in persuading herself that her dis
obedience was pardOnable, and preferable,
she would have had to endure for that
her husband was bound on an expedition
of danger, she entertained no manner of
doubt.
1t was period of discomfort, and much
uneasiness. From causes not necessary
here to recall, the working classes in sew
cral counties had allowed themselves to
be moved to serious outrage Incendi-
arsm was the order of the day, or night,
and it was no uncommon thing to see the
horizon lit up in twenty places wi h the
fires that guilty hands had kindled. Every
where there was vague apprehension of
a visit from the "mOb," which noun of
multitude was supposed to be prOwling
about, burning and pillaging the houses of
the rich, and, in more than one instance,
justifying the fear. Mrs. Horsfall trem
bled, as it occurred to her that her hus-
bands excursion was connected with the
repression of these disturbances.
She had resolved upon her course of
action; and, accordingly, quilted the
coach at a small hotel at the very entrance
of Brighton, at which most of the coaches
halted for moment Here she obtained
an apartment facing the road, and, shrOud
ed in the curtains, set herself to scrutinize
the passengers of each vehicle, as they
SucceSSlVely arrived.
The vigil was tedious, but, at six o'clock,
her patience was rewarded. AS the Red
Rover dashed up to the door, the familiar
face was disccrniblc at the coachman's
side.
would certainly go on to Castle Square,
and had prepared herself to step into
fly, and follow. To her astOnishment,
hnuornr &c NOT oil r,,, no rriatI Iy IoScnpL
ed, obtained his valise, and entered the
same modest hostel in which his wife had
already taken refuge.
In the course of the evening, Mrs Hors-
fall, by skillful inquiry. contrived to learn
that the magistrate had dincd, by himself,
in the cofiee-rOOm, had subsequently
smoked cigar, and, that finished, gone to
the play
"ro the =" Mrs. Horsefall had some
difficulty in checking her ejaculation of
surprise.
But the gentleman would return at
eleven only the porter was not to go to
b d, as he was going out again, and might
be absent some hours.
Mrs HOrsfall's heart gave thrOb.
@ That is ii, then," she murmured, and
sunk into trembling meditation. In this
condition we must leave her, and repair to
another part of the country.
Doctor s, who at this time presided
over an important inland diocese, and was
in the prime of intellectual, if not physi-
cal life, was man who never spared him
self in his Masters service. 1t was there
fore an unmistakablc token of Overtaxed
energies, when the bishop, sinking into his
chair on the 7th of May, acknowledged
that brief respite from labor would not
be unacceptable to him. His wife caught at
the idea. For the last few days, sort of
harasscd look, not habitual with him. had
attracted her attention. He wanted rest
How | wish, my DEAR" said Mrs. s.,
" that you could escape, if it were but four
or five days, from all hard work Now
really think that, with the assistance you
can command, and ="
:" My dear, you anticipate my thought"
the good bishop replied. Nothing would
recruit me more eifectually than fair
three days holiday, exclusive of the trav-
cling; a little unfatiguing journey, some
whither-say towards the sea l ought,
yes, certainly, ought to do it," he added,
half to himself.
" That you ought" exclaimed his wife,
triumphantly. Il shall order William to
prepare your things, so that, if you please,
we can leave this very day
Gently, gently, my DEAR" said the
bishop "' Nep nay, nay; 1 must not
take all my comforts with me, and expect
to find health to boot. 1t is enough that
find rest, and-and change: 1 shall make
my little expedition entirely alone"
"Al0ne" echoed Mrs. S. "My dear, l
shall be so nervous"
"On behalf of which of us, my lover"
inquired the bishop, laughing. "Come,
come, the dangers of the highways are re-
duccd to minimum. AS regards the
peI'ils of damp sheets and doubtful fare, 1
can make your mind easy. 1 shall
ask the hospitality of my cousin, Anna
Meadows, at their pretty place near
Brighton, and occupy the bachelors S
room,"
'At least, you will take Charles?"
Charles was the bishops nephew, his
chaplain and secretary)
The bishop hesitatcd. 1t was clear he
purposed to have gone alone, but his wife,
tone of entreaty prevailed. Moreover, he
was very fond of his nephew.
"Well, well, Charles shall 60"
They set off that day, and the
next, May the sth, saw them, to
the delight of their amiable host
and hostess, comfortably established
at Parkhurst Denc Mrs. Meadows, was,
indeed little disappointed next morning,
when her right reverend guest announced,
with some reluctance, that business en-
gagement of pressing nature would com
pei him to absent himself for that evening
and night, but that he would return early
ON the morrow Except that his dcstina-