The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1875-06-18

DON'T 20, beUy, Tor 10 put me IN
passion, " she cried, quoting an old play
and upstairs she went I'm high spirits.
just before dinner was ready, after CIV
ing final directions TO Franchise, my Swiss
lieutenant, ran upstairs and freshened
myself up bit. | was anxious 10 see
this paragon Of nephews, and determined
he should not see me at my worst. i
made my appearance In the par,or few
minutes before we were called To the din
ing-room, and there Mrs. Dartnell cooed
out, in her soft way: Miss Norman,
this Is my nephew, Mr.. Dury ~
bowed. raised my eyes, and 10! there
stood the bug-hunter whom | had seen
nearly year before.
But what shock to my vanity He had
not apparently carried away any vague
picture printed by the look he had given
me then, for he did not seem to recognize
me.
OF course sat at the table 10 listen. lie
had great deal TO say. for his aunt piled
him with questions. He had been up the
Amazon River and it, tributaries, and had
come home with boxes of birds and in
sects, and all kinds of oddities, enough To
stock a museum.
1.-The reason did not write 10 you of
late" he said In reply TO aquestion, was
that WAS away from all mails for six
months. locked up in the forests, and with
savage people. 1 came near staying there
entirely"
"How was thatg'
~ got into scrape with the natives
offended one of their chiefs, innocently
enough, too-and but for the influence of
An American engineer there. engaged by
on English company to survey grant
they had. should have Jared badly. He
is fine fellow, and expects TO be home in
a month. He had only heard ofhis fathers
death when he came down the river with
me, and have letter from him for his
sister, who, according to him, is such a
piece of perfection that tremble To meet
her. know the village where she lives
at least know all the beetles and butter
flies In tina, quarter-and must GO and
hunt her up"
MAY l ask the engineers name, MIR.
Drury ?"
Certainly; Grey-Victor Grey"
So he had letter from my brother, who
was coming home.
Mr.. Drury, you will not find the per-
son you seek. She has left Sealsford."
- All, you know where she is perhaps"
Il can find her and, If you will intrust
the letter to me, will take care she receives
it."
81 am very much Obliged. and it would
save me some trouble; but then, you see,
| wisE 20 deliver il in person. | should
like 10 make her acquaintance
You will find her a very ordinary per-
son. probably
"Then she Is very unlike her brother.
can tell you, whs il one of the best they
make nowadays. However. | shall know
her when he comes home. If not before
and you can deliver the letter, If you will
| be so kind"
After dinner Mrs. Dartnell. who was
anxious to show off one of her pets to the
other, made me play for Frederick, and in
the evening got me TO sing. | soon found
that Mr. Drury had a highly cultivated
baritone voice, and we tried duets together,
10 the great delight Of mis- aunt, who would
have kept up the extempore concert till
midnight If / had not rebelled.
The nephew's visit extended from a
week into two, and then another, and
finally month. during which he coaxed
out his domestic aunt TO divers places Of
amusement. and into a deal Of unusual
but harmless dissipation. | was always
one Of the party. and IL was very pleasant,
especially when / reflected that had en-
tered the parlor by way ofthe kitchen. Ii
seemed like dream. and wondered what
was TO come next.
We were expecting Victor home
though neither Mr.. Drury nor his aunt
knew our rclationship-wnen one morn
ing our mologist brought in some
music from new opera over which the
town was running Wild just then, aud we
were practising il at the piano, with the
aunt listening and knitting, when a car
riage stopped at the door.
started-could il possibly be Victor
The front door opened, and we heard a
sharp voice in the hall.
"Oh, stuff and nonsense she is here, |
know she Ia. Show me into the parlor,
and send her there right away"
But. tell you, madam"
"Stuff! do as bid you."
And the owner of the voice pushed
. open the parlor door, and marched In on
US.
She was an old lady, small, withered, and
with pinched-up features, and twinkliDg,
| black eyes.
II beg your pardon, madam. Mrs.
, Dartnell. presume? learn you have my
niece here, and l wish to see her. am
, Miss Grey"
Mrs. Dartnell went forward, while
stood in an agony of modification. This,
then, sas my eccentric aunt. whom had
never seen since l was child; but | re-
membered her eyes. and her manner,
which had net changed.
miss Norman resides with me madam"
replied Mrs. Dartnell, with stateliness
/ she could assume when required. lis IL
she whom you wish to seeY'
r "Miss Norman, eh All, there she Is,
! I'd know her anywhere, by her likeness
to my brother. Good notion 1t was for
: your father to put Norman into your
name. Not that he meant any thing by II
hn rnn MT fbfnn ma
' DO you know why I've hunted you out
: No. of course you don't. I'm rich-why
4 don't you hurry to claim kin? I'm odd
| suppOse. Well. Il would be no better