Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1877-11-21


up that bag. I'll take Pizarro with me,
I as Robert and Susan-is it Susan?
Mary, sir.
Robert and Mary looked rather shy at
r him. And then | will bring him down,
and he can have a bit of supper with ue
With us exclaimed Lady Blgshy rs
The tnvrler, led by Robert, strobe up the
stairs with his monkey on his shoulder;
well, my dear, what do you think of this?
| declare am nonplussed
, Il was five minutes past twelve, when
the two ladies' found themselves seated be-
fore the fire in Lady Bigsby's dressing
room.
Aunt!
Rose!
And they pressed each others hands in
sympathy; but, being women, they were
not silent long.
declare feel already us if | were not
in my own house; he is awful, simply.
The idea of my being set to crack nuts
for that odious ape and doing it.
Mary says the cook will give me notice
in the morning, if the snakes remain on
the premises, and of course Mary would
90, too.
He shall not turn my establishment up
side down, and make me the laughing
stock of the neighborhood, can promise
you that. Mr.. Farquhar must transact
his business with me and 60. | could not
put up with it. | am not used 10 men
agerie and the habits Of wild animals.
What the Sultons will say of the monkey
affair don't know.
| don't altogether dislike him though,
aunt. He is an outre, that | II allow, but
RAJ her agreeable.
Do YOU think it is agreeable to have a.
wrange going on with the cabman at
your door about matter of sxpenceP
No, aunt. certainly not, and don't de-
fend his conduct at all
| should hope not. Such thing never
occurred at my house before What's
that? | hope those snakes are not racing
around my kitchen.
Rose listened at the door. think it is
Robert fastening the doors, What / was
going to say was, | do not think he is
mean ut all. think he is only determined
not to be cheated and nd-business-Iike
Then he is the first Of the family that
ever was. Sir Francis Bigsby was bus-
ness like. but then he wae brought up to
it Arlhur's father had not the remolesL
conception of it,
Then think he is very unlike his Ea-
ther.
From what little he has vouchsafed to
tell us, it is pretty plain that he has not
carried on very profitable business
abroad, Rose; and | believe as soon us he
has settled what there is to settle of his
fathers affairs, he will be off back again
And, said her ladyship, with severity, AS
soon as he is gone I'll give the monkey
to the first organ man meet who will
take it, And now, child, it is time we left
uf talking though l am sure | shant
close my eyes, with boa constructors in the
kitchen, II monkey in nm adjoining DOM,
and the prospect of an armMlillo, II mon
goose, and negro tomorrow. | should
like to know who could?
| think | can, aunt, said Rose, laugh
ing. Good night And she tripped light.
ly away to her own room where she
thought over all the wonders of the even
ing.
June 1T was the lovely month ofroses,
the trees, hedges and gret nswards of Clap
ham Park wore their most beautiful as
prcls, the gardens were bright with flow
ers the nighlingales sang in the groves.
1t is evening, twilight is sollening into
darkness, soon to be lighted by many
perping stars and crescent moon Two fig
ures still linger on tie lawn at The Lines,
seated one at either end of rustic seat
Arthur FoIquhar and Rose Maxwell. For
the butterfly hunter had not gone away
vet from his step-mother's house, though
he has often talkc of taking run on the
Continent, getting something to DO, and So
on. He is perfectly at home, Rose is very
cousinly, and likes his society, and Lady
Bigsby is most amiabe. Pzarro is the
pei OF the establishment, being monkey
of the most uncommon talents.
The snakes did it, backed by the arma-
dillo. FaIquhar sent them to the Xoo,
together with some humming birds he had
preserved, smdry reptiles in spirits, souIe
butterflies and beetles; and all were new.
The society was charmed, and gave him II
field night to help HIM in discussing the
objects he had presented. The doings of
the evening were reported in the papers,
FarQuhdr was invited to parties, dinners,
and evenings -"Wcst,' rs Lady BigSby
Observed signing us she reflected on the
glories of Sir Francis's year of lord
mayorally. She found all sorts of good
in her step-son, and petted Pzarro The
nigger turned out 10 be an ordinary per
son, quite white and an excellent cook and
valet; but he was sent home to his friends
at once, as Farquhar said he did not want
any servant.
OF course you see why the naturalist
had stayed on at the LINES. He was over
head and ears in love with Rose Maxwell,
and still in doubt whether she cared IL row
of pins for him, except in cousinly way
added to which there was another young
fellow dangling after her, who though he
had not Farquhar's opportunities, had the
advantage over him Of prior right.
Lady Bigsby WAS receiving II few friends
IN IL quiet wav. The rooms were hot, and
several of the guests had strolled round
the grounds, enjoying the cool evening
breeze. All had returned to the drawing
room except Rose ana Arthur They SUI
on the terrace, with their backs TO the
French windows opening upon it. They
) could hear the buzz of conversation and
the music to rather better advantage than
if they had been in the room.
Two young ladies sang duet; then, af-
ter pause, II mans voice was heard
singing melodiously, pretty song-a
love song-meant to catch the car of
l Rose
That is Char-Mr. Smith, she said, half
= rising. Had we not better 60 in9 1t is
, getting little chilly.
! No, Rose; let us sit here. In the first
, place it is not chilly, and you know it is
! not; in the second, | don't want to see
that fellow sing can hear him here.
l Rose, if | were in that room and SAW him
singing that stuff at you, | should-I
should pitch him out of the window.
!, Arthur said Rose, astonished or pre-
, tending astonishment; for / think this
+, young lady was not behind the rest of her
: sex in discovering the state of IN honest
mans heart,
Rose, said her lover, drawing close up
to her, while she turned her head from
., him, can bear this suspense no longer.
love you-no man ever loved woman
better. | live for you; | would die for
i you. | won't beat about the bush. am
eleven years older than you are. Can you
I love me?- will you have me?
e She sat with her head dropped, her
back turned toward him, neither moving
nor speaking.
am IL litte rougher, perhaps, than |
should have been if had stayed at home
p but not worse, Rose-not worse; and |