Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1872-08-15

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house. and If / like it. and the terms ar,
not too high. / think we can manage 4
make an agreement
What family have You, sir p asket
Bellendeu. with the air Of = prac,iced land
lord.
Only my wife. daughter and self re.
piled the cid gentleman.
And your have no objection to tskinc
me to board? I'm not mitch trouble in :
house. said Belleuden.
None whatever. Pray what are your
terms, sir?'
Que hundred and fifty dollars for the
season-that is three months. will al
low you five dollars week for my board
that takes of sixty
Balance ninety replied the old gen.
tleman, rising. Very we'll. sir, if like
the house. will call tomorrow, and pat
you in advance
AS you please. sir
My name.' said the old gentleman, as
he took his leave, 'is Greyling, Godfrey
Greyling & Co.. India Wharf. Good
morning, sir
'Greyling One daughter = cried BEL
lenden, as he paced his room. .Wha. IL
he should be the father of the glorious
creature | met at Gloucester last Summer?
The idea Of being under the same roof
with her almost drives me mad. and atones
for much that have suffered. and am still
suffering. Greyling! Greyliugr
His coniectures were correct. GREY
! in led -
received the key. and tho evening after,
when he went out to the villa. he discov-
cred to his delight tha. Julia Greyling
was no other than the very charming girl
whom lie had casually encountered at
Cape Ann the previous season. She was
then visiting the place with her aunt, and
whether she was conscious Of the rasccnt
rsrehan. for our hero, or for some other
reason, she had forborne mentioning to
her mother having met a young gentleman
by the seaside. with such dear corsair
expression. and such n sweet moustache
OF course Bellenden did not come into
town any more. Why should he lie
had no client thcre-and suit here which
must not be suffered TO 90 by default
What duets at the piano. what strolls in
the garden what walks by moonlight.
what rides at sunset! 1t was fairy cx-
isterce. But iu the sweetest cup Of plea
sure, surgit amdri aliquid-and coiling
at the bottom o oHr,hsoesSer Of o., bliss lay
scene would soon ~ like a Summer
day dream. With the birds and flowers
the Greylings would be cone-he had
three months Of enjoyment before him.
Three months he had no: four and TWEEN
~ hours.
The next forenoon. Belienden was stroll
ling in the garden, waiting for Miss Grey
ling to join him, when the omnibus stop
ped at tile door, and out of that omuibus
"A vision Of dread--alighted Mr. Bellen-
den. senior.
You here, SIR exclaimed the young
man.
You here, sir exclaimed the father.
How came you to think Of opening the
house? Did you get word that | was
comiug?'
No. sir, but thought you wouldn't
dislike it,
Not at all. You've saved me deal
Of trouble. Servants here 2
Yes. sir
We'll, we'll. let's get out of the sun, re-
piled Mr.. Bellcnden. imPatiently.
One moment, sir. | have some friends
staying with me-very respectable people
| assure you. sir-thc Greylings you
know them p he added anxiously.
NO. but I've heard the name
I've kept you waiting cried Miss
Greyliug. running down the steps of the
piazza in charming walking dress. but
I an quite ready now She stopped sud-
denly aud Slushed on perceiviug stran-
ger.
My father, Miss Greyling.'
\ am very happy to see you, sir. Won't
you walk in =
Very hosp;table,' muttered Bellcnden,
seeing it's my house
Miss Greyling.' said young Bellerden.
nervously. Il am very sorry that I must
deny myself the pleasure of walking with
you, but my father-I-pray, excuse
-. certainly, certainly! Don't make
any apologies. / couldn't think of going
now. Pray. walk in, sir. You'll dine
with Us. l hope, sir:.'
Il rather think | shall, young lady,
answered Bellenden. senior, cody.
You're dusty aud tired, father sal ]
young Bellendcu. who dreaded discove-
~. Won't you walk up into my room ?
No. sir, replied Bellendeu. senior, per-
empsorily. i want to see how the draw
ing roor looks. With what taste your poor
mother. had she been alive, would have
furnished it,
And tossing MS hat on the table, he
walked into the long drsring- room. fol-
lowed BY his son and Miss Greyiiug.
| My father snd mother. Mr.. Bellenden.
said the young lady. getting before him
and performing the ceremony OF introduc-
ton.
Mr.. Greyling had fallen asleep uncon-
sciously ON the ottoman. and sank from a
sitting to recumbent position. lie start.
ed up, rubbing his eyes.
Bless me. what solecisrn I'm afraid
I was Vulgar enough to dose Mr.. Bellen-
den. I'm very happy TO see you. Ny
wife. Pray. SIT down. sir
| Thank you. sir. 1 prefer walking about.
replied Mr.. Bellenden, senior. Curse
his. .impudcncc,' be muttcred 10 his son.-
Sleeping with his boots on nv cot velve,
ottoman. Asking me TO be seated in my
own house
.Hes rather eccentric whispered young
I Bcllenden. but mess aniahle of men,
! Ny father, BE said In low tone, addrss
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