The St. Cloud journal., 1875-05-13

1T was most kind of you to .ithin nk
| Of goiq|g at all" replied Lady Gaseo-
igne, concealing her yexation, aa muc ch
g possible, ""Godffey ~ Is yer:y; stupid,
1bqt he would surely be careful Oh
such an important occasion" =
| The doctor now made his appear
anee with a cheerful countenaMnce..
"Your brother is Very vel" did
! h, h!e, "and d you may go in beside him;
it is q tolerably. severe sprain,, and b.
must not be removed for a fortnight,
but he is as we'll as can be. 1t is
a pity we were in il. such haste to tele-
graph. for the great man will only
laugh at us when he comes! You
will send for Mr.: GrevilleIs valet, I
suppose, and I shall be back in an
hour and help to get him to bed"
Lady Gascoigne's relief at this "a
vorable report . a. xas immense, and she
hastened e her brother, who look ed
wonderfully wen, but was much af:
flicted at the prospect of having to be
|. lid aid. up for 2 fortnight.
"Ths idea is intolerable, my dear
Fanan'y;TIsnd VI 5.,,!l ip p this Place TOO! If I
were only :, at It HIiirst, y! I should e not mind
it at ALL"
20, yes you would" replied his sis
ter laughing; "it would not suit you
to be be tied by the leg anywhere; but
youu, yu, must be philosophical, is !, and the
time will pass far y. more quietly than
you, suppose"
II trust the old Catamaran will
keep out Of my way, that is al; ; the
Major himself isn't . bad sort of fel-
low"
Shortly after; thiA the. dog-c.rt
droy|s qp, p and d. the q IbseAll ri ~. ,rpng fqri:
eussll,y, Major ['. REeasqch4emp 81 nd Lady
GssqPoaigne 6 ag IS, met Ct , the door, having
eeeh H|, come out 70 heer tye'.: what \ Godfrey
had "a to oeasy: asssy:
That l'tEe i promising youth looked pale
with excitement and apprehension.
IF you please, my lady, if you please,
Major" N said be in much agitation,
I'm: very sorry, the wind was so Ugh,
II took the paper out Of my pocket
just before I got to the station, to see
that it was M all right, and it bl ew right
hoff, across q field and into the river.
I tried ard to catch it, but it warn't
Of no use"
| Ldy Gascoigne administered q
severe reprimand to the culprit, but
she would not let the Major start of
again, as he was bent on doing, to
atone for what he felt mieh have
been avoided, had he, had the frmness
not to give in to his wife. "There is
really no necessity for telegraphing, ~
said she; "my brother is as we'll as
possible, and DR.. Smith, have nc
doubt, will be quite pleased by God.
frey'a piece Of stupidity"
So instead, the j Major! went into the
diningg-room where his wife and nieces
were, and told the. sad tale. giving
vent to his feelings in much niger
language than was his wont. "There
now, BetseY see how annoying that
is, and all owing to your folly; you
could have done without me perfectly
we'll, and it might have been a case
of life and death with Mr.. Greville =
land he left the room and the house
banging the doors after him.
Mrs. Beauchamp sank upon. the
sofa, and gazed wildly on her nieces
"What did he say, girls1 MY folly
FMy folly was it and I could h ave
done without him? Ha! ha E! ha
hap And she there and then fell
into Mysteries, which speedily brought
the whole household into the room, as
we'll as Lady Gascoigne: and the doc.
tor, who had just returned. After
the usual remedies, and a firm re
monstrance from Or. Smith, who per
Sect'y understood his patient a. t.
giving way" the lady came to her
self a little, and began to recount he,
'sorrows in broken accents. 'My fol.
ly," she feebly murmured, my folly
sand has it come to this7 Is this the
end,-is this really the end of ALI Of
our pleasing strolla by. the banks, .o1
the Ballymahone, Of our shoppings in
Leeds, Of our happy marketings' a
Marston ? @ Charles, Cbarlea! ht
6oresakes me; pity and protect me r
And giving herself thus over'iAto; the
Echarge Of society generslly,' she tl1rsv
herself'with some violence against; the
manly chest Of DR.. Smith, who stag
gered beneath the shock, but skilfu full,
recovered himself:
"Law, aunt, " interposed Mariann.
at this juncture, when another ft O.
mysteries was imminent, don't b.
nonsensical;; it's not the end of any
thing except your cap, which you've
made most-awful object with; al
that tumbling about"
"Have I, my deare" said the aun,
Tin wonderfully natural voice, be
coming suddenly restored to compos
I ure by alarming intelligence.
II must see to it; help me W
stairs"
! And she disappeared into the re
1cesses Of her bed-chamber, where sh'
awaited the return of her husband
He, it is to be supposed, made tn
uneende honorable ina manner mos