The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1877-08-02

A very sensible suggestion, adopted
forthwith. s..
The chariot was conveyed thither in
safety. Featherstone dismounted, then
helped the young lady to descend.
81 trust you will have no more con-
tretemps." He spoke gravely. "This
new coachman is sober, but he is of
course an utter stranger"
There was shade of misgiving in his
voice, which had the desired effect.
Dear, dear, suppose he too should
play some trick. I ought not to have
come alone. Aunty said so. What
shall do now?" -
eff you would accept me as an
escort -
How deep he was!
"Only too thankfully. But it would
be trespassing too much upon your good
nature. You have been 60 kind al
ready"
"My horse has gone lame in two
legs"
1t was wonder he hadn't developed
navicular lamiritis and farcy.
"Then shall be doing you service
really ?" she cried, with animation.
Distinctly"
Then they got in together and drove
off.
For time neither spoke. Feather
stone felt upon his good behavior; lie
was disposed to be as deferential rs to Il
royal princess.
DO you think lie knows where 10 take
us p she asked.
"Not unless you've told him..
"Don't you know ?''
Glow should I? To London, / sup
pose. " -
"That's wise address," and she
laughed aloud. "No, Kensington square; ;
that's where we live, Lord Feather
stone"
He started.
you know my name, then ?"
Artful young person, why did not she
confess to this sooneri
"Of course; l heard vou tell the po-
iceman."
"Thats well; now may know yours 2"
"Kiss."
Good Heavens Featherstone was
near saying. Kiss -? Kiss whom Kiss
herr"
Kiss Leigh; that's my name; it's
short -
"And sweet" Featherstone could not
check himself.
"Short," she went on, seemingly un-
conscious, "for Keziah. We come of an
old Quaker stock on the borders, between
Shropshire and Montgomeryshire. My
father and mother are dead; all my peo-
pie are dead. Invent to school in France,
and now I've come to London to be
finished"
She prattled on now, frank, fluent,
and unaffected. "And how do you
like it ?"
"What? London %
"No; being finished"
"Ihaven't got to the end yet. That'll
be when I'm married. But there is not
much chance of that yet while"
Why not ?" asked Featherstone,
highly amused.
al don't like anybody well enough. !"
Perhaps nobody's asked you?"
"You are quite stranger, Lord
Featherstone, and you have no right to
ask me such questions.
"Well, I won't; we'll talk about some
thing different. We're getting into the
streets. Do you knowthis part of Lon
don? It's called Kentish Town, because
it's in Middlesex."
"I'm not well up in London geogra-
ply. It's my first visit to town."
He's taking us through the park y
cried Featherstone, in some consterna-
ton.
eyes; why not am glad of it. It's
pleasanter than the Streets
"Oh, if you prefer it. Only -
He was thinking that it was now well
on in the afternoon, and the park would
be crammed. For the girls sake it
would be better they should not be seen
thus publicly together, and alone. For
his own also; few men like to be carted
round the drive in carriage, least of
all in such an antiquated conveyance
as this old yellow chariot with its high
springs.
"We'll go ont at Hyde Park Corner
then" ..
"No, no; love the drive best. Per-
haps the princess will be out; and l like
to see the other people, and you en- tell
me who they all are. :"
Like a martyr he succumbed. 1t
was best to put good face on the matter
Before night it would be all over Lon
don that Beau Featherstone had turned
into chaperon for country cousins, or
that he had been taken captive by fair
face in yellow "shay." a.
I" Here, hanson p and his lordship
drove on to Brooks
4" Here is Featherstone himself" said
a man, in the bay-window; "we'll ask
him. say they're betting five TO four
you've started a yellow chariot, and were
seen in it in the park"
"Did you pick it mp in Japan %
" Is it the coach Noah drove home in
when he landed from the ark ?'
Featherstone abruptly left the room,
The absurd story was evidently on the
wing. More serious was the next on
slaught.
"You ought not to have done it,
Featherstone," said old Mr.. Primrose,
who had been his fathers friend, and
presumed therefore to give the son ad-
vice. "You have compromised the girl
seriously; and she is such an absolute
child"
1" Excuse me; 1 am not called upon to
give account to you of all my actions"
You ought not, 1 repeat, to have ap-
peared with her thus publicly. 1t was
bad enough to take her down to Rich
mond, but to put your arm round her
waist openly in the park -
Really, Mr.. Primrose !" Feather
stones face flushed, but he restrained
himself.
He knew gossip grew like rank weed,
and he wished to root up this scandal at
once and kill il outright, a