The Portland daily press., 1875-02-13

SIN the Worcester journal one day last
W eek l read an advertisement as big as
house, offering childs caul for sale,' cried
Snepp. ''Any gentleman or lady buying that
caul and taking it to sea could never be
drowned. Bristie thinks as long as he wears
this he'll not come to be hanged"
"How's your grandmother, Miss Char
lotteT'
Il wish you would please to let me Alone"
said he, patiently. "My father would not
have placed me here had he known"
"Why don't you write and tell him, Bris-
tles?"
II would not like to grieve him. simply
answered Charley. 81 can bear. And he
does so much want me to learn the good En-
glish."
"This cross is gold,' said Bill Whitney,
who now had it. "Pd not advise you to fall
amid thieves, Van Rheyn. They might ease
you of it. The carving must be worth some
thing"
ct cost great deal to buy, have heard
my aunt say, Will you be so good as to give
it to me, that may finish to dress myselfF'
Whitney handed him the cross. Time was
up, in fact; and we had to make race for
the house. Van Rheyn was catchlng IL not
and sharp, all the way.
One might have thought that his very
meekness, the non-resisting spirit in which he
took things would have disarmed the mock
ery. But it did not. Once 60 in wholesale
for putting upon some particular fellow in
school, and the fun gains with use. l don't
think any of them meant to be really unkind
to Van Rheyn; but the play had begun, and
they enjoyed it.
l once saw him in tears. 1t was at the dusk
of evening. Charley had come in for it aw-
fully at tea-time, I forgot what about, and
afterward disappeared. An hour later, going
into Whitney's room tor something Bill asked
me to fetch, 1 came upon Van Rehyn-who
also slept there. He was sitting at the foot
of his low bed, his cheek leaning on one OF
his hands, and the tears running down swift
ly. One might have thought his heart was
broken. lJ q l3lI :. d
"What is the grievance, Charley%
"Do not say to them that you saw me" re-
turned he, dashing away his tears. Il did
not expect any of you would come up.
hard lines for you, just now. But they don't
mean anything; it is done in sport, not NAL
ice. They don't think, you see.' You will
be sure to live it down."
eyes" he sighed, 81 hope shall. But it
is SO different here from what it used to be.
had the happiest home; l never had one
sorrow when my mother was alive. Nobody
cares for me now; nobody is kind to me; it is
a great change"
flake heart, Charley" / said, holding out
my hand. 81 know you will live 1T down in
time"
Of all the fellows 1 ever met, l think he
was the most grateful for word of Kindness.
As he thanked me with look of hope in his
ewes. saw that he had been holding the
cross clasped in his palm; for 1t dropped as
he put his hand into mine.
1T helps me to BEAR" he said, in a whis-
per. "My mother, who loved me so, is in
heaven my father has married Mademoselle
| Theresine de Tocqueville. have no one
now" lA "+ 't'-i
"Your father has not married that There.
sine Tocqueylle!' % :"
s'But, yes, 1 had the letter just after din
ner."
So, perhaps, he was crying for the home
unhappness as much as for his school griev-
ances- 1t all reads strange, no doubt, and
| just the opposite of what might be expected
of one of us English boys. The French bring
| ing up is different from ours; perhaps it lay
| in that. On the other hand, a French hoy,
generally speaking, possesses very shallow
sense of religion. But Van Rheyn had been
reared by his English mother; and his dispo-
sition seemed to be naturally serious and un-
commonly pliable and gentle. At any rate,
whether it reads improbable or probable, 1t is
the truth. - q y :. = !. - ~ -
| got what I wanted ior Bill Whitney, and
went down, thinking what hard life it was
for him-what shame that we made 1t so.
INDUCED, as Van Rheyn must have always
been, as tenderly treated as girl, sheltered
from the worlds roughness, all that coddling
must have become to him as second nature !;
and the remembrance lay with him still. Over
here, he was suddenly cut off from it, thrown
into another atmosphere, isolated from coun-
try, home, home ties and associations; and
compelled to stand the daily brunt OF this
petty tyranny.
Getting Tod apart that night, put the
matter to him; what shame it was, and
how sorry felt for Charley Van Rheyn; and
asked him whether he thought he could not
Che having a great deal of weight in the
schooD make things pleasanter for him. Tod
responded that I should never be anything
but a muff, and that the roasting Van Rheyn
got treated to was superlatively good for him,
is ever he was to be made into a man. +
However, before another week ran out, DIR.
Frost interfered. How he got at the reign
ing politics we never knew. One SATURDAY.
afternoon, when old Fontaine had taken Van
Rheyn out with him, the Doctor walked into
the midst of us, to the general CONSERVATION.
Standing in the centre of the school-room,
with solemn face, all of us backing as much
as possible, and those of the under-masters
who CHANGED to be present rising also, the
Doctor spoke of Van Rheyn. He had rea-
son to suspect, he said, that we were doing
our best to worry Van Rheyn's life out of
him; and be put the question deliberately to
us, land made US answerit,) how we, if con-
signed alone to foreign home, all its inmates
strangers, would like TO be served So. He did
not wish, he went on, to think he had pitiful,
ill-disposed boys, lacking hearts and common
kindness in his house he felt sure that what
had passed arose from needless love of mis-
chief; and il would greatly oblige him to find
from henceforth that our conduct to Van
Rheyn changed; he thought and hoped that
he had only to express wish upon the point
to insure obedience. -
With that-and hearty nod and smile
around, as If he put it as personal favor to
himself, and wanted us to see that he did,
and was not angry, he went out again.
council was held to determine whether we
had sneak among us-else how could Frost
have known? But none could be pitched up
on every individual fellow. senior ane Junior,
protested earnestly that he had not let out a
syllable. And, to tell the truth, don't think
we had. .-E. ..-s. -I: .5a...s5'a
However, the Doctor was obeyed. From
that day, all real annoyance to Charles Van
Rheyn ceased. 1 don't say but what there
would be laugh at him now and then, or
that he lost his names of Bristles and Miss
Charlotte; but virtually the sting was gone.
seemed quite happy; and upon the arrival of
a hamper by grande vitesse from Rouen, con-
tanning huge, rich wedding-cake and some
packets of costly sweetmeats, he divided the
whole amid us, keeping the merest taste for
himself. The school made its comments in
return.
''He's not bad lot, after all, that Van
Rheyn. He will make man yet"
SIT isn't bit of use your going in for this,
Van Rheyn, unless you run like lamplight-
err
"But I can run, you know" responded
Van Rheyn.
'Yes. But can you keep the pace upe"
"Why not?"
'We may be out for three or four hours,
pelting like mad all the time"
81 feel no fear of keeping up" said Van
Rheyn. 81 will CO."
GAN right"
1t was on Saturday afternoon, and we
were turning out for Hare and Hounds. The
quarter was hard upon its close, for Septem-
Der was passing. Van Rheyn had never seen
Hare and Hounds; it had been let alone dur
ing the hotter weather; and it was Tod who
now warned him that he might not be able
to keep up the running. 1t requires feet
legs and easy breath, as everybody knows;
and Van Rheyn had never much exercised
either