The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1880-10-02
THE PRESS.
A Trip--and What Followed,
Temple Bari


wards the end of the season, when a Lancer
orderly dashes up, as only the English dra-
COON can, to door in Eaton Square. Half
dozen eager hands offer to take the de-
spatch he carries, but the attendant porter,
with an alacrity he would not have shown
to the eommander-in-chief himself, comes
out and takes the letter.
captain Manners, 18th Hussars, lives
here?" asks the soldier, as he hands it to
him.
Yes. Leastways Sir Ralph Oatleigh, his
brother-in-law, does, and he is staying with
him. answers the bulky drone as he gances
curiously at the slim, smart young fellow
who wheels his horse round with pressure
OF his heel, turn of his wrist, and trots off,
to the admiration of the loiterers, and the
sorrow of the womankind, who from the
neighboring areas ana attics, compare him
advantageously with their lovers in blue or
red, as their tendencies may be towards the
civil or military guardians of their hearths.
A few hours later and Lady Oatleigh, with
her brother, her husband and his sister are
settling themselves in box at CoveLt Gar
ded for the last night of Patti
''Must you go, Nol?"
81 fancy when it comes to having to re-
port my departure from the port of embark
alton for the information of III. R. H., the
commander-in-chief, it looks rather like it,
Lilr'
What bore! thought we should have
such pleasant time of it, going up the west
coast. Gladys was looking forward to it
more than she cares to admit. Weren't you
darlingT says Manners's sister archly, re-
CARELESS of the mute, appealing glance of
the beautiful girl who in the last few min
utes has become unusually pale and quiet.
Il tell you what, suppose we strike out a
new line. Holmestirke asked me only this
morning if / knew good forest yet unlet /
might let him have CLAICHE Cole for the
season, send the Merlin round to Mar
settles, and we three could see Master Oliver
as far as Bombay, at all events"
-'Oh! that would be too delightful,
Ralphp' cries his wife, while the color comes
back with rush to the pale cheeks ON
which pair of passionate dark eyes have
been for some time fixed with anxious looks,
as their owner, Gladys, has been painfully
aware.
"Why not go a step farther, if you do not
fear the heat of the Red Sea at this time Inf
the year? 1t is rather awful, l must con-
Tess. It's nothing of journey now by rail
way to Umballa-come on there with me; ;
run up and take look at Simla and the
country round about. By the time YOU are
tired of the hills, the weather and sport in
the plains will be worth far more than YOU
will leave behind in Scotland, and you can
be back in plenty of time for the opening of
parliament"
mot bad idea-if Lii and GLADYS do not
mind roughing it a little, and if Dizzy dop't
spring mine and dissolve us into hin air
when am in the eternal snowsp
mo fear, Ralph! There are too many
irons in the fire to be beaten into shape for
electoral criticism within the next six
months at least"
81 dare saw Won ara r;nl,t CboII ,po COW
agreed, mem. conn.," asks the member for
Cairnshire. And the grateful, sparkling
eyes which look up into his1 kindly face,
answer "Yes," emphatically
The moon is full There is not a ripple on
the water as the Oatleighs and Oliver Man
ners step on board the boat for Calais.
This is quite charmingW is their chorus.
as the swift packet Skins across the glass
like Channel, and the snow-white cliffs with
the FREELY lights of Dover, gradually disap-
pear in the sinking horizon.
Yes. This cool, salt air seems the very
antithesis of the stiffness of Belgravia. But
are you sure, Lii, you won't regret the wild
west coast when you find yourself sailing in
the Red Sea, nothing but arid sand on eth
ell side to gaze at?''
Il have counted the cost, MOL 1 am not
likely to grieve when the dream of my life is
about to be realized. 1 cannot tell YOU how
L have longed to see India, and | could al
most kiss your ugly old military secretary
am sure he must be ahorror-for sending
you the order which has brought it within
my yfg grasp r
swers manners. 81 dare say, as T. CPS Won
will find it very delightful. For myself. I
confess look upon it as place of Danish
ment, ON the absence of which the German
is much to be congratulated
ABR remarks Oatleigh, as he lights
cigar and goes for ard-''the old story The
aviary may be a charming place to all but
those who are obliged to live in it.''
A lew days later they are gliding out of
the harbor OF Marseiles. Sweeping past the
Island which genius has associated with the
name OF Monte Christie, the merlin" shakes
her snow white canvass with the smartness
of one OF the Royal Yacht Squadron and in
a few minutes they are bearing straight
away for Malta
Now, at last, 1 feel as if we were really
going to the land of palms and tigers. gold
and pearls. l have feared SO that at the last
moment, Ralph, you might change your
mind!' says his wife as they lean over thu
side and watch the dancing waters that hiss
past them in the phosphorescent beauty of a
Mediterranean summer night. '"Tis too
thought of taking us with Nol,''
Entirely selfish, darling, as men ever
were, you know. only wanted an excuse
to let the forest, and save the rent for the
contest which must come off shortly. Be-
SIDES, have often had a hankering for In
dia myself, but did not know how to man
age it,"
And never told me! oh, how like man.
Here, Puck, come and listen to your foolish
master who has so long denied himself and
me this charming tripp' and she took into
her arms the little pug she could not bring
herself to leave behind
"Take care, Lii, or he may find himself
cantering about insidea shark, presently.
He would be nicer hors ld'oeurre than we
were favored with at dinner to-dayp' saws
Oatleigh, while an amused expression steals
over his face as he glances at his sister and
thoughtfully pulls his fair moustache.
"Ah," murmurs Manners, who hates fine
thought of going to India for far more CO.
gent reasons! lit was our last chance of
civilized meal utterly thrown away"
"Oh! what are you men coming to?'
laughs Lady Oatletgh. / believe that clubs
and messes have utterly spoilt you for the
fare you find elsewhere. The wives of the
next generation, if they marry at all, will
need chefs diploma as well as a heavy
bankers account
The week since they drove to Charing
Cross is coming to an end as they run up
the Grand Harbor and the "Merlin" dipping
hor colors to the admiral, takes up her berth
preparatory to the three days play they pro-
pose giving themselves on Shore
''This is like delightful dream of color
and of sound, Gladys" says her sister next
morning as they walked about on deck I'M
der the grateful awning before they land.
"And don't you feel a trifing sense of