The Republican journal., 1872-07-18

| With the birds and flowers, the Greylings
would be gone-he had three months Of
enjoyment before him. Three months !,
he had not four and twenty hours.
The next forenoon Belenden was stroll
| ing in the garden, waiting tor Miss Grey
ling to join him. when the omnibus stopped
at the door, and out of that omnibus-a
vision of dread-algh Mr. Bellenden
| senior.
''You here, SIR exclaimed the Young
man.
You here, sirw exclaimed the father
| GLOW came yon to think of opening the
house? Did you oct word was coming ~
"No, sir, but | thought you wouldn't
dislike it,
''Not at all, not at all, You've saved
me a deal of trouble. Servants here =?
eyes, sin"
''Well, well, let's get out of the sun"
replied Mr.. Bellenden, impatientlv.
"One moment, sir. | have some friends
staying with me-very respectable people
| assure you. sir-the Greylngs-do you
know them?" he added anxiously.
! "No, out I've heard .he name"
"rve kept you waiting" cried Miss
Greylin :, running downthe steps of the
piazza in a charming walking dress, "but
I am quite ready now" She stopped
suddenly and blushed on perceiving a
stranger.
My father, Miss Greyling."
81 am happy to see you, sir. Won't
you walk into the house ?'
Very hospltable," muttered Belen-
den, seeing that it's my own house"
"Miss Greyling," said young Bellenden,
nervously, 81 am very sorry that must
deny myself the pleasure of walking with
you, but my father-I-prav, excuse me. .
80, certainly, certainly Don't make
any apologies. couldn't think of going
now. Pray, walk in, sir You will dine
with us, [ hope, sir ?"
Il rather think | SHALL young lady, =
answered Bellenden senior, coolly.
YOU'RE dusty and tired father" said
young l'ellenden, who dreadeda discovery
"Won't You come up into my room ?"
"No, sir" replied Bellenden senior,
peremptorily. Il want to see how the
drawing-room looks. With what taste
your poor mother, had she been alive
would have furnished it,"
Aud tossing his hat on the table. he
walked into the long drawing-room, fol
lowed by his son and Miss Greyling.
"My father and mother, Mr.. Bellen-
den" said the young lady, getting before
him and performing the ceremony of in
troducton
Mr.. Greyling had fallen asleep uncon-
sciously on the ottoman, and sank from a
sitting to a recumbent position. He start
ed up, rubbing his eyes.
|Bless me what a solecism I'm afraid
| was vulgar enough to doZe, Mr.. BelIen-
den, fm very happy to see you. My wife
Pray sit down. SIR
"Thank yon sin, Irreler walking aboiit, I
replied Mr. Belrnden senior Course
his impudence ~ he muttered to his son
'Sletplng with his boots on my cut velvet
ottoman. Asking me to be seated in my
own house. ~
''lle is rather Pccentric,' whispered
young Bellrndrn, "but the most amablp
of men. My father" he said in a low
tone, addressing Greyling. ''is odd very
peculiar-but You mustn't mind him"
lyon will dine with us en- tAmille. -
said Mrs. Grcylng, q very amiabe ana
polished old lady by the wav
II intend to, madam. certainly" re-
piled Hrllcndcn senior. who was srrollng
about the room. examining the furniture
ana occaSlOnaily t1ltu3 imS the pl;ttn =,
chair II card-table OF a vase.
''Traveling makes one hungry, and as
the country probably produces the same
effect on you, shall make no apology
for ordering dinner" And he rang the
| bell. a smart man servant answered it,
''Dmner directly, Sam" said Bellenden
senior.
flames, sir" replied the man with
dignity and looking with an inquiring air
to Mr. (1reyling.
''Scrve the dinner, if il is ready, James, y
said Mr.. Greyling, smothering his indig-
| nation
'Confound his impotence ?" said he to
himself. "Does he presume to give
orders to my servants ~
Hang his insolence,' whispered Mr.
| Bellenden to his son. Must he tell my
people what to do ?"
Dinner was soon announced. Mr. Bel
lenaen senior offered his arm to Mrs.
Greyling. Young Bellenden sailed with
Julia, and Greyling brought up the rear.
Mt. Bellenden senior handed the old lady
to her place with great gallantry, and
seated himself opposite to her to the as
toniShment, Indignation. and disgust of
old Greyling, who would have broken ont
in circumstances if his daughter had not
restrained him. Young Bclenden clutched
his napkin in agony.
Mr.. Bellenden senior did the honors of
the table with easy nonchalance, but all
the other members of the party lahored
under II singular restraint, and the ladies
sought the earliest opportunity of retiring.
"Now, James," said Mr.. Bellenden
senior ''the champagne !"
''Realy, Mr. Bellenden,' stammered
Greylng but the words fairly choked him ;
he leaned back in his chair, and unloosened
his cravat. The poor man looked quite
apoplectic.
James handed Mr. Bellenden a bottle
the wire was cut-the cork bounced out
perversely and smote Mr. Greyling on his
rather prominent Roman nose.
"a random shot beg thousand
pardons," said Mr. Belenden bowing.
And he passed a foaming beaker to the
irritated merchant.
81 don't drink champagne" said Grey
ling, testify, "James, give me some
clarct"
''That is right, Mr. Greyling, call for
what you like" said Bellenden "Noth-
ing gives me greater pleasure than to see
people make themselves at home'
81 should think so, Sir" replied Grey
ling, dryly, rs he slipped his wine in
angry gulps.
"The cellar is pretty well stocked, eh,
William" pursued Bellenden, addressing
his son.
"And l beg Mr.. Grevling, you will
name your favorltes. What do you say
to Burgundy2"
eff you desire Burgundy, Mr.. Bellen-
den," replied (ireylng, with dignity,
"James will supply You"
"Of course he will" replied Belenden
''Bottle of Burgundy, James"
s'You must excuse me, Mr. Bellenden,"
said Greyling, rising Il would prefer
to join the ladies'
'Do not place any restraint on your
self Consider yourself at home, while
you are here"
81 do so consider myself, assure you."
answered Greyling rising, 'and | shall
do so while | remain, which will he till
next September" And he slammed the
door behind him in pet. Mr.. James
followed the example of his master
"What under the sun, William" cried
Mr.. Bellenden. when they were alone.
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