Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-04-12


lbles. a1d s,eelicst Of steel eolored silks
-as being handed from her carriage by
e. son. The Haliburtous were the own
r. Of the mill in which John Randall was
mployed. Stephen, the only son, had
ust retured from FIVE years residence
broad. These two facts caused Georgy
o scrutiniEe the mother aud son somewhat
loosely; aud, doing so, Stephen llalibur.
oa raised his hat to her.
"a pretty face" he remarked, care
essly, to his mother. Il suppose it is
iome one have known or should know
Old Mrs. Halliburton, with her keen
,yeys and bcak nose glanced sharply back
towards Gepfgy, whom she had not per-
,cived, and nodded slightly.
at is that young person whom Jane
Appleton brought up. She is married
now to one of our men | believe"
Georgy found Paul Appleton and hls
bride holding Il sort of informal reception.
The rooms where her own wedding had
been q year beiore-were quite filled with
guests. 4 very danny aud graceful bride
was the new Mrs. Paul, in her lavender
train and point-lace shawl. GeOrgy tried
not to feel the least thing Of envy, as She
looked at her.
Aunt Appleton had always sense o.
gratitude toward her prOtege, for having
torborne to fascinate either Of her Owl
four marriagcable boys; and this graft
tude cropped out in active kindliness un
der the cxuItation she felt over Paul.
match.
Gcorgy had been talking with one ant
another, taking in shapes and trimming
with her quick, artists eye, and, in ;
pause, was just rejecting, upon the hant
Of the new curtains, when voice sale
near her-"I seem not to be able to re
call you at all, Mrs. Randall. Yet | mus
have known you before went away. NJ,
mother has just told me your name, an,
| have come to claim acquaintance, i
you will permit me-"
IL remember you, perfectly, Mr.. Hall
burton" Geogy returned, quietly. "
was hardly grown up when you left u
five years ago"
Five years? All, true enough Won
you take this chair What lovely lilly
Why, it Is not real !"
"No; these wax-howers are very lik
nature, though almost a plagiarism; don
you think so, Mr.. Halliburton ?"
why, yes, it must be quite difficult t
make them. dare say they bring a goo
price"
Under her serene smile, quick though
went though Georgy Randall's mind. Sh
began to examine the gentleman befor
her with interest.
Stephen Halliburton was gentlema
by habit, and a man Of the world by fore
of circumstances. But nature intende
HIM for a dilligcnt, painstaking, persevel
ing man of business.
If he was not great or very good ma
it was because he had so much time. !
much money, so much fattery. He W;
spoiled by his opportunities, yet he needle
only the right touch to elevate him beyon
himself. He was thirty years old now
he was past the age when man disdair
to be led by u woman. But Stephen Ha
iburton had never disdained it. He ha
always been led--by the keen-eycd, bea|
nosed woman in the steel silk, who, /
Georgy talked with the heir, sat holGin
her wine up to the fre-light, not far off
The heir seemed to like Mrs. Randall
talk; perhaps because there was so lit
of it. In return, he was rather unreserve
-gossiping about his plans and his pro
poets.
He said that he was glad to- get HON
He ment to settle down at Millyille now
look after his factories and the operative
introduce some improvements. He wa
ted a better class of work, more tastef
designs. Hadn't a pretty print from Il
factory. Did not Mrs. Randall agree wi
him ?
Yes; she did agree with him. 1t W
a strange basis for parlor gossip-oil
chemicals, designs for calicoes. He W
tsurpriscd to find how much she knew abo
it; and she-she wat a little surpris,
herself. The delicate pink began to flu
her cheeks, the irises of her eyes gre
into great black flakes, full Of lustre. A
at once, she turned casual glance wit
out the window.
"Why," she said with a slight star
sit is almost dark. And | believe it
raining. | must go at once
She steppred towards the window. Gre
plashing drops were falling upon the fla
stones. The dull November daylight W