The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1874-06-04
Harry Warnings Fortune,

her son was busy with some ancient re
cords which he had recently unearthcd il
the library of the British Museum. an(
which he had caused to be copied, fol
study al his home in the country. Harry
was Il bachelor; his family was not Of tn,
richest, though there was no more honor
able or ancient name in the country. Bu
he was a young son, and studiously in
clined, and there seemed little prospect O
his marrying.
Lady Waring had often recommended
him to make his addresses to some of the
heiresses OF the county. There was Georgi-
ana BelasSys. the sweetest girl; land
am sure, my son. she would rather take
You poor than the richest suitor she has
In short, Lady Waring was set on match
but her son shook his head. aud said, Il
am too proud to court an heiress, and too
poor to marry i pauper;" and there the
argument would stop, for Lady Waring
well knew the somewhat pcrycrSc diSpo-
sition Of her younger son, and avoided
urging the subject of marriage. Harry
Waring had reached his thirtieth year,
and seemed farther than ever from mar
riage. Il am married to my books, he
would sometimes say. Indeed, to see him
surrounded by his antique tonnes You
would have thought him welded to mo-
rocco and parchment, q true predestinate
bookworm
He had hobbies in study. each one last
ing several months or a year at a time,
and engrossing him completely while it
lasted. Then he would take the fancy to
travel he would leave home almost with
out saying good-by, and no word would
come from him for weeks; then Lady
Waring would receive some such message
as this from her traunt:
'MALTA
Am here for Il fortnight, doing the history
of the Knights. Will write you next from the
Coptic mona>erie> in Aby~sinia."
Or.
"CUNorANrINoPLE. 9TH.
"Rusy with measurements of the Ilaga St.
sophia. Back on the Both"
SO, between his books and his travels,
this whimsical younger son of Lady War
ing led Il decidedly unsettled life while
his elder brother, Arthur, who had lately
succeeded to the estate, kept up the ba-
ronial dignity, and stayed at home like Il
good citizen. Arthur had a charming
little Wife, but they were childlcss; and
this circumstance made old Lady Waring
the more anxious that Harry, her only
other child should surround himself with
a family Of his own We have all heard
a great deal about the maternal instinct
but what | may call the grandmaternal
instinct has not been described as fully as
the frequency and Importance of the pas
sion merits. With Lady Waring this in
stinct amounted to Il passion. She could
not bear the thought Of dying without eav-
ING any grandchildren behind her
50 when she saw Harry. Just home from
rummaging the libraries Of the monks on
Mount Athos content to sit down in his
own library and collate his Grecian notes
with his British Museum records, Lady
Waring could not refrain from drawing q
long sigh as she saw, for the hundredt
time, that her son thought much more
about parchments than about posterty.
Don't be alarmed, mother" he return
ed looking up from transcript Of ;
medieval heraldic record. Il have tolc
you that | am not rich enough to court al
heress, nor poor enough to marry q beg
gar; but have had some thoughts Of my
own about marriage Of late
This was Il remarkable admission to
Harry Waring to make.
Il hope they are favorable ones. re
turned Lady Waring
"Certainly they are not uniavorable
my dear mother said Bachelor Harry
"Given the right conditions and shall b.
ready TO many-or, at least, to go a-court
ing added he, a little ruetully.
And do you find any help toward th'
right conditions, in your study of tn
hcrald's records? ?" asked Lady Waring
''Thats my secret, mother said lial
ry. "But | have found enough in then
to send me over to France for a fortnight
We shall see what will come of it. ! an
off this very day, and rs soon as hay
news to tell You, will write, or, nor
likely, come myself and bring it,
"Another trip after parchments 7 tho
Lady Waring; but she made no obiec
ton; it was Harry's way to come and g
thus unceremoniously, as have said. |
what way a fortnight's absence in Franc
could possibly be connected with a chang
Of heart on the part of Harry relatlyel
to the subject of marriage was quite il
soluble question to her. She simply said
'Well, take care of yourself, Harry
and come back rs soon as you can" An
Harry made his adieux; then he went t
his elder brother, and was closeted wit
him for an hour; but he reached town i
time for the noon train to Dover, and be
fore night he was landed safe in Calai
Shall tell here what it was that brouel
Harry Waring to Calais? On the whole
l think it will be better simply to recor
what he did Perhaps some Of my reac
ers have OWNED his secret already. Bl
| will give 4 cleW to the mystery by +,
minding them of what they know alread
that Calais was for more than two hun
dred years an English possession. an
that finally it was taken by the Frcnc
under Due de Guise in the year l55
Among the torlorn band of five hundre
Englishmen who then garrisoned IL
town, was an ancestor of the Waring
man of wealth, who had spent the be
ter part of his life there, and who fe
during the final assault His former re
idence, now in the poorer instead of IL
better part of the town, as it was thrt
hundred years before, had been long
use as hotel of the second class. I
) this hotel Harry betook himself, with
very definite and important plan in h
: mind. A single servant accompani(
him.
1t was quaint, spacious, tumble-doW
rookery OF place, such as the traveller
any old French town will find in the mo
| ancient quarters 1t did not look We
| promising in the way Of comfort and nea
f ness, but it had every appearance Of b
| ing well patronized. Harry Waring dout
cd whether he should be able to find al
, place in it, after all
5 The landlord bustled out into the sp
{ cious courtyard to meet him, and fear'
| that he could not accommodate milor SUI
t ably. There was, to be sure, an att
4 chamber, indefinitely high; but mil
would not think of taking that? And Il