The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-01-27

flow Of the stream. It w.sa Strange
quaint piece Of medieval life sst int
the heart of to-day. The young No,
should have worn powder and peri~ig'
or . still more ancient garb. In tn
church near at hand = martyr lies bur
led, and il Is the: old by-soae .vorli
that everything tells of-as the rive
flows BY the ancient houses. Present
" the clock from the steepls Of old St
> Mary's Church changed out, and At tha
very instant there was = loud ring =
the bell. Beanish started up. Dicl
looked over the balcony. It was ool!
the punctual children, Who had ,asiAt
ed upon starting much too soon, and
who had been walking up asd do"a
the street, waiting until it should b<
time for them to make their appear'
ance. j..
"Do you know, We very nearly
didu't come At all, Dick :" they in'
stantly began telling him from down
below in the hall. "Mamms said she
couldn't come, aud Miss George didn't
want to-did you, Miss George? and
they said We would be- . bother; aud
We were afraid " were late, but ~
WEREN'T" All this "a, chiefly in AL.
gy's' false.to. Lydia joined In :
t"Wouidn't you have been disappointed
If y had not come, Diekl aud Why
have you hung up all these little
thipgsr"
"rhey are kitchen plates and old
olothes," says Algy,. splitting With
laughter; 'aad some foils-oh, jolly:"'
"Algy," said Miss George, very DE-
termined and severe, because she was
80 81 y, remember that am going to
take you away if you are trouble
some."'
"He won't be troublesome, Miss
George. Ho never IT," said Dick,
good .humoredly. "Look here ! won't
you pit down r. aud he pushed forward
the enormous t.pestried chair in which
he had been lcungins. C.thaiiae sat
down. She looked like q very small
little person 10 her white gown. lost in
the great armchair. She glanced
round curiously with her bright eyes,
and forgot her role Of governess for =
minute.
GLOW delightful the river is-what
a dear old place T. she said in her
plaintive childish voioe. "What nice
china !'-she happened to have fan
oy for bowls aud cracked tea.pots, and
had kept the KEY Of her stsp-mother's
ohiu,-oloset. "This Is Dutch, isn't it 7"
she asked. Aud then she blushed up
shyly, and felt very forward oil Of
sudden.
"Here Il Z nice old bit," said Beam
ish, coming up to Dicks aasistspes
with hideous turesn he had picked
up At bargain. "Butler and I s1s rival
collectors, you know"
care you?" said C.thariue, blushing
again.
"Yes," said Bssmish. And then
there was a pause in the conversation,
aud they heard the river rushing, and
both grew shyer aud shyer:
Meanwhile Dick was going about
with the children, who had fortunately
preserved their eomposuro, and who
seemed over all the place in minute.
"And now show us something else,"
s.id Algy. "Sliss George!" he shout
cd, "l'mean to be 40 artist like Dick
when Im man."
"What brilliant career Alxy is
ehalkiug out for himself, isn't he,
Beamish :" said poor Dick.
"He might do vorse," Beam.
ish answered kindly. "You must Let
Miss George SEQ your picture. He has
painted a capital picture this time, Miss
George"
Dick had modestly turned it With its
face to thu wall. "They don't want to
see my picture" said Dick; and he
went on pulling one thing out after
another, to the delight Of the three
little girls who stood oil in = row, ab-
sorbed in his wonderful possessions.
Algy was inspecting . lay figure, and
quite silent and satrauoed. BY. tas
charming creature. Poor little Miss
George, meanwhile, at in her big
chair, longing for others to appear.
Perhsps Beamish also was looking out
for them.
They came At last, With roll Of
wheels, = rustic, some gentle laughter
and confusion on The stairs, aud the
two young fellows rushed down to 70.
oeive their guests. Geosgis was in
blue, aud had her affected manner on
Catharine Butler was oil in . light
gray cloud from head to foot, and look
ed like beautiful apparitioa - ah'
came under the eurtaia Of the door
fnlIov3no her amt Madame DE- Trae,