Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1872-10-18


to the Aesh-pots. 4" You must come yourself
now, Lefty: dare not face him alone any
more. All my child, you little know what
my life has been of late between you both"
she added, shuddering.
al will go with you, mamma" said Lefty
resolutely. From me, at least, he shall
learn the truth"
And they went together, arm-in-arm the
two who had been SO long estrOnged sudden
ly became friends.
IL augur well from this happy companion
ship" said Mr. Mounsey CALAMITY, as the
two women entered the room. "Is my term
of probation at last come to an end ?"
This last was addressed to Lefty, with
tender air that accorded i'll with his fierce
and fervid face.
al have Just heard that mamma owes you
money" said Lefty, plunging into the heart
of the matter at bound.
"A mere nothing, my dear"
Don't call me dear, sir !" interrupted
Lefty augrily.
"Indced, absolutely nothing,-uot so much
as cobweb between Mrs. Dormer and her
son-in-law: rather large sum, confess,
betweea Mrs. Dormer of the Cottage and
Mr.. Mounsey of Mounsey Park. You see, l
am man Of business, my dear young lady
pardon the slip, it would come aud though
prepared to do all that is handsome by my
relation, not prepared to give away my mou-
ey to individuals who have no claim on me.
Don't you see the justice of this for your
self2"
Yes" said Lefty straightly. Then the
whole thing is mere matter Of money. II
| can get this loan of yours to mamma paid
of, L shall hold myself free from the promise
she has made for me. If cannot -
This, my charming Lefty will be re.
ceipt in full of all demands, interrupted Mr.
Mounsey, taking her hand in his, and forcibly
kissing it. She wiped it with her handker'
chief Immediately after, with an air of the
deepest disgust; and the mans fierce face
took DARK lock it was well she did not see
At this moment there passed the window
which gave on to the drive, group of four,
two Of whom were men, and two were wo
men. The men were the Cobbolds, old and
D young Will both dressed in their Sunday
: Lest, and both sober which, for the elder o
= the two, was a blessed privilege, becoming
t daily rarer. The women were Mrs. Jone
e from Wales, and her daughter Mary Tn,
2 front door stood open, as is often the case ii
e the country, where there is neither fear no
y danger; and the party entered the hall with
r out knocking. They did, however, knock a
the drawing-room door; and then they al
e entered.
r "Who in Heavens name are you all
and what do you want? Cobbold youn,
d William !" cried Mrs. Dormer angrily.
u Morley Magnus! brother Morley !
said Mrs. Jones in a fearful voice, wipn
" her eyes with her shawl. And, 4" Well, un
}, Gle, and how are you?" said Mary, who wa
pert young woman in her way.
c Then Mrs. Jones fell on his neck and kiss
ed him; aud Mary took his hand, and shool
e it heartily sideways.
: "Who are these lunatics?" said MI
d MouDsey, with fine air of disdain. He di
y not start, nor blush, nor show any other enc
o ton than that of surprise, tempered wit
:. pity and contempt
II Your own sister, sir" said old Will.
:, &" My wife, Mr.. Mounsey," chimed in tb
:, younger man; and Mary, with her head i
the air, repeated airiy, Your niece, uncle.
u Sister 1 have no sister Who dares t
h say have a sister?" said Mr.. Mounsey
| Mounsey Park ieroely.
Hear TO him Hear to him how he di,
p; owns his own flesh and blood !" cried Mr.
,e Jones, more tearfuly than before 81
a. Morley Maguus that ever should hay
lived to see this day Ard mother and II
ID has always looked for you to come whe
1t your time was out, aud you was free ma
2, once again aud father died in trouble, an
the babies took our house -
m Silence, you old witch" shouted I'll
1t owner of Mounsey Park hut Mary, VIII
had a spirit, flashed out with Witch you
self, old man M one shall miscall III
IN mother to my face, if he we're twenty tint
m an unclo!" And the two Cobbolds rubbt
ID their hands behind their hats, and looked
of if they liked it.
My word, but she has a spirit, Will
whispered the father with grin.
IN "Fine" returned viii, with an appro
y ing nod.
}" Her tone startled Mr.. Mounsey into SUI
den reflection.
70 There must be some mistake here"
Of said in a mild voice, turning to Mrs. Dorm
,r and Lefty, and speaking in conciliatil
i manner.
mo, ladies, there is none" said MI
y, Jones. That man is my own brother, wi
OF got into q little bit of trouble when he was
8 . lad, about some sheep as found their way
p fathers. He were transported, he were, so
rs. ry am to say it; aud when his time w
ps out he wrote as how he had gone farther
L. to foreign parts. But he never wrote
" more, though we heard of him. and how
st had made mines Of gold, He left US to starry
if we'd a mind. He never sent us a new 81
n, pence, or a pair of old shoes, though he kne
ir we were bound to be in trouble when faith
ed died. His name is Morley Maguus, ladio
en- His poor father, he named him the three NJ