The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1874-09-03

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and energy foreign to his whole exterior
o To repeat the rock lay under all, only il
lay so deep that it was seldom touched
But it had been touched, tonight. He
had left Celia in one of those flashes OF
] anger not at all unusual with him; but
he seated himself now on the stone by
the mill-brook, with an uncommonly we'll
defined purpose of thinking it all out
1T being Celia, himself, and his own
position with regard to her and things in
general.
What that was does not require many
words to explain. Rory-and here it
may be remarked that he did not owe his
Irish name to any Irish blood, but to the
inability of one of his fathers farm-hands
to-as he phrased it-get his tongue
round the little fellows name. For Capt.
Trent with that peculiar taste in
nomenclature not infrequently to be OBJ
served in the New Englander born and
bred, had called his boy Rosario. after
the South American settlement where he
had met his wife; and, this appellation
being unmanageable to more tongues
than Pat. McGinnis, that worthy's solu-
tiOn of the difficulty had been speedily
adopted by everybody. Rory Trent,
then, was the orphan son of South
American Spaniard and a rowing New
Englander, who had been sailor, and
little of everything else, before becom-
ing a settler in Buenos Ayres, where he
made considerable money in sheep,
which he afterward lost in speculation.
Shortly after his marriage, the fancy
took him to return to his native town,
which he accordingly did, richer than
when he left it by wife and a fortune.
The dark-eyed Peruvian pined and
dropped in that uncongenial air; and be-
fore the village folks were tired of gos-
siping about her outlandish garb and
ways, one bleak November day, they
were hidden to hushed assembly, where
"the foreign woman" lay, rigid enough
now, her outlandish garb exchanged for
colOrless grave-clothes; then the black,
frozen sod of the little New England
cemetery closed over the stranger from
the far-away land of the pine and the
palm, and there was nothing left to tell
of her save that mound and motherless
little boy.
Captain Trent followed his wife before
many years, but not until he had sue
ceeded in making ducks and brakes of
his recently-acquired money by rash
speculation, and the undertaking of New
England farming on South American
scale, with the result to be expected
from more zeal than discretion. That |
mplished-concluding perhaps, that |
he had about exhausted this world-he
betook himself to another, leaving Rory,
with the wreck of his property-just
enough, as Celia had said, to let him
1avv1Ia o1n,r, I
property were confided to the care of the
captains halfbrother, Jacob Wetherell,
who was to give the lad home during
his minority, send him to college-this
being expressly stipulated by the tes-
tator, with the exaggerated ideas of the
advantages of that institution peculiar
to those who have not shared them-and
be altogether father to the fatherless
boy.
The provisions of the will had been
duly carried out. Rory, grown up, had
passed his four years within the univer-
sity walls, and left them the wiser, no
doubt, by all the experience of prank
playing and authority-cheating, which
are among the benefits of collegiate
course. Otherwise it can not be said
that he had particularly distinguished
himself. He had just graduated, and
returned home, at the age of twenty-five, I
healthy, handsome, and lazy, with his
life all before him, and no apparent no '
tion of what to do with it beyond smok-
ing, idling, and making love, in season ;
and out of season, to his cousin Celia
Wetherell.
AS for this last pastime, no one, seeing
Celia, would be disposed to blame him. {
She was of the type we all know in New |
England, and shall hardly meet with out 6
of it; mixture of fun and gravity, ,
sentiment and shrewdness; so pretty it l
seemed she must be good for nothing, s
and so capable one felt that she ought to 9
be ugly; kind, keen, and clever; fresh c
and sweet as an opening briar-rose, with t
all the roses bloom, and some of its t
thorns-as luckless Rory could testify. G
Occupied herself from morning till night, I
she looked with extreme disfavor on his t
existence, as she regarded it. q
But then, as it happened, he had one a
purpose, and that was to make her his 5
wife; so, when she said, tonight, with t
such uncompromising plaihness, that she c
would never marry shirk, the words G
went straight home as no others could
have done. He could not get rid of =
them the mill-current seemed to ripple "
heir tune; they formed the basis both Il
If thoughts of anger and modification $,
hat ran through his mind, while he sat h
IN the stone thinking it out, and of the d
,lan that had taken shape before he had b
eturned home, to let himself in at the
'antry window, unheard by anybody W
'ut Celia, who, though she would not sit @,
Up for folk that staid out late courting, c,
evertheless did not sleep till she heard
uch folk come in. :,
The next morning, at breakfast, Rory cl
stonished his Uncle Jacob by inquiring q
there were not some books of his faith
RS, on South America, somewhere =,
bout the house. J:
~ guess So" answered the old farmer, a. a.
ltent on the carving of pink-and- IT
Ihite ham, artistically picked out with l..
spots. But what do you ="
ant of South American books, hey, -
,oryw ~
"Only because Pm going there my 70
elf," was Rory's startling answer.
Celia incontinently dropped the five CO
lrge Jumps of sugar, one after another,
Ito her fathers coffee cup, and the old
ian himself left the knife quivcring 81
alf-way in the ham. tr
You going to South Americap he m
speated, wrinkling up his eyebrows, the
etter to stare at Rory. "Why, bless ju
ne boy, he amt walked up yetP oil
"On the contrary, Uncle Jacob, Pve III
ist walked up" answered Rory, with 7. 7.
de glance at Celia. And quite time, IN IN
20. i must see something of the world, M
on know; of course, / can't be always Dr D,
angling around here doing nothing" th
Considering that at that time yester-
ny Rory had not appeared to find the lily
ightest difficulty in such mode of life, so
was no wonder if Uncle Jacob was
surprised by the decided way G,
which this statement was advanced. fa,
ut, as his nephew stuck to his plan, the ha
d man, too, was soon brought round to ac