The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-11-22

ner very SoclaDle; Ior ner eyes anu
thoughts followed Letitia, who came
back to her now and then looking more
happy and brilliant than ever.
Once Letitia was sitting down by her
cousin, and Captain Crosby was stand
ing by, waiting for one of their dances.
They were rather silent at the moment,
for the continual chatter of the rest
of the room did not seem to he
necessary here. Letitia was leaning back
tanning herself, and Crosby was looking
at her, and talking in rather broken
way to Mrs. Bushe, who answered him
absently. Humphrey Barrett, who had
been watching them from distance,
came up and stood by them. The slight
est smile curled Crosby's lips as he turned
to speak to him.
II saw man among your servants in
the hail." he said, "who was with me not
long ago."
"With you!" said Humphrey.
eyes. Roger Vance,"
ellis last place was with Major Clark.
I had his character from him. He is my
own man."
''Do you like him?'
capital fellow-can do anything"
$50 he can," said Crosby. ''He was
with me six months, though, after he
left NJ jor Clark; but / suppose he
thought it not worth while to apply to
me-"
"Major Clark gave me very satisfac-
tory account of him." said Humphrey,
with some stiffness.
Crosby took no further notice of him,
but turned to Miss Monkton, and led hel
away to the dance. As they walked
along the room, he said to her:
"Mr. Barrett seems perfectly satisfied
with that man of his, but l could tel
him that he is a rascal. l turned him
off for theft. And in my opinion his
character is written in his face"
"Why did not you say so?"
"One has to consider before one takes
a fellows character away. 1t would de-
prive him you see, Of all chance in life
You can see the justice Of that, ar
quite sure. He will perhaps keep honest
now, for his own sake"
1t appeared to Letitia that her hero
was as perfect in justice and mercy as in
more snowy virtues.
Meanwhile Humphrey Barrett sat dowr
by Mrs. Bushe, and began to entertain
her. ~
(Which do you like best, now, soldi II
or civilians? Of course soldiers are TIN
most attractive. may wear red coat
but never so smart one as his"
1.-The coat has not much to do with it
I should Think" said Mrs. Bushe, smil
ing.
| 40. beg you pardon, but it has, il
most ladies' eyes. They seldom look be
yond the outside of man-more's tn
| pity. Bat you have not answered m
question" ......
II have been connected with soldier
all my life," said Mrs. Bushe, in a 10,
voice. at is quite natural that shoul
prefer them, is it not?"
81 don't know. Now l should hav
thought that the more you saw Of a
that glitter, the more you would despis
it,"
''That," said Mrs Bushe, "is takin
for granted that because gentlema
serves the king, and wears a handsom
uniform, be must wear under it ba
heart and a weak mind. And that is
we'll, it is not generally the case, thinl
Mr.. Barrett" -3L4
Humphrey looked at her doubtful,
but did not speak.
"a gentleman is gentleman, and
good man is good man." she went OF
rather prosaically, whether he wears
red coat or a black one. / do not sc
why we should set soldiers on one side,
people do, and civilians on the othe
, There is no real reason for il"
Except that is the fashion, and ths
rules everybody" said Humphrey.
Then, after minutes pause, he aske
her abruptly who Captain Crosby was.
J II can tell you nothing of his famil.
) for know nothing" said Mrs. Bush
!. He is an Irishma1f, and good officer"
, "Sir George, Isuppose, knows more?
CAT any rate, he knows enough to sa
, lisfy him." said Mrs. Bushe, gravely. I"
you feel interested in Captain Crosb
you can inquire of him."
@"Well, l don't know about that. T
: must know, of course, or he would nj
! let him dance all night with his daug
y ter" Fasl rsaa7 e., g.a. s,s.4
!, Gan aid-de-eamp is like the son Of Il
a house" said Mrs. Bushe. "There is not
" ING remarkable in that q
/, "Ah, but you may nurse serpe
! that will sting you," answered HUI
lphrey, solemnly. f.. ar. isH5 y
"That is very disagreeable notion
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