New-York tribune., 1880-02-22

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'Miladi knows de stairshonf' suggested jean
nette, dOubtfully.
Stoke Ferrlngton, my good girl. Stoke Fer
ringt0n is our own station, you knowIour
| station at home. We have only to get there,
and the carriage will meet u.s.
The carriage miladiV
'Oh, well, good Robinson will send US up In
his comfortable fly. Or MIR. Tresham VIII drlye
down in the dOgcart. Poor dear OF course he
will be there TO meet us-that is, II he knows
we are coming. ~.
'Miladl has then sent the messageW
Have | sent it2 Yes-no-I really forget,
and it does not signify. l daresay he would
never get it if did, or read 1t II he got IL.
! No, Marshall, no; thank you for reminding
me- but | prefer not 10 send one. would not
| have them troubled on any account at such
time. Mr.. Tresham will have quite enough 10
| think of, and it might be lncOnvenent TO sehd'
| No, Move shall get on very well. jean
nette, there is no need for more. Let us take
| the least possible luggage we can. Why take
any2 Would not a carpet-bag be sufflclent-a
! cOrpet-bag which yOu could hang on your arm
| Well well, but let there be as little az possible
! No evening dresses, no other bonnet. And now,
| Jeanette, mantle. What comforts these
! fllr-lined mantles are. to be sure! All! II dear
! Elizabeth had only worn one of these; but IL
| is too late to regret 1t now. Has Marshall
ordered the cabs Run and see, Jeanette
| quic; The time is flying, and cabs go so
/ slowly. Yet | could not take our own poor
! horses out Oh such day. What, not cone
| Marshall must send--lt IS comet linen Iet
/ us be oil, at once. at once
! In vain Sir Walter muImured his disapprOual
less urgently, indeed, row that his personal
! comfort was no longer ntcrtered with, out stllim
UncOmpr0msing accents. The front d0Oropened,
and out she salled,-her long dress, although
| ON one side held up high enough 10 do duty
| for both, trailing far behind her on the other,
| her hands encumbcred with muf, puIse, and
! satchel. 80
f., t.tEa n twelve
! o'clock train. The twelve O'Clock tIaln 10
! Stoke Pennington. mind-not the London
twelve O'Clock express train
'Au right, ma'am. III do 1t, IL IL can Oe
| done SAID the man, resOlutely, casting ABOUT
in his mind for some roundabout streets III
which be could spin out the time.
is it block, JeannetteP Look out and
see What shall we do if it Is 6lockT
The station, in spite of all strategy was
reached so soon, that Lady Adelaide, forget,
| ting that Brighton is not London, could
hardly be persuaded to believe otherwise than
| that Il mass of vehicles obstructed her pain,
when the halt was made at last.
The cabman. however, got his double fare,
and she had now the difficulties of the ticket
| office to encounter.
But these difficulties had lOOmed so gigan-
hcally before the eyes OF the household III
T. Square, that Marshall hlmself-the
magnificent Marshall-had run round through
the snowy slushy streets, to save his poor,
foolish, KIND mistress from hopeless tangle
| of confusion.
cab. of course, but my lady had actually
driven of whilst he was filling Tor her the
ha,k OF her trayelllng-bag, which sne had
only produced at the last moment tie was
| at thc station before her, flask III hand, My
! lady WIS quite touched and it never occurred
To- her to wonder that Marshall should, on
his fcei, have preceded her IndOmitable driver
with his cab. ,..., oo.
riagc. presented with her tickets, which Mar
Shall kept his eye upon, until they were safely
| slowed away IN the satchel and then, he
thought, with Jeanette by her SIDE, sue might
| be brought through; though 1t was not Wlth-
| out qualn that tue WOIIhy hdJOI-uOln0 s'"
| the tram depart.
Faster and faster fell the snow.
Ridges formed upon the windows OF the rail
| way carriages and between the nahes Which
settled Oh the panes, and slowly melting
! t,irI,lrd down outside and the steam arising
! from the warmer atmosphere within, tue cOun-
! try through which the travellers passed was
almost invisible to them. -
| Vhe bO;-whter pans rapidly cooled. Every
fine a door WAS opened, came IN blast or air
~ chill so witheuug, that tie passengers
wrapped IN their thIckly-folded rugs shuddered
| from head to foot. Guards ana porters wltb
| SNOW tipped hats and shoulders, Dlue IdCes,
red Moses, watery eyes and paisled hands,
| Struggled with their duties. travellers, either
| mutIIcd IN the ears IN Ulster coats ami COM
forters. or equally well shrouded III seal-skln
and Shetland wells, sought the shelter us
How dismal, how cross they looked There
| WAS the bury mlddle-aRed man with snow on
his whiskers the soldier with ice on bis nous
! tache the schoolgirl with thin KID gloves,
! the srboolboy with no gloves at all-each one
more wretched, more unaccOmmOdatng than
the other.
.Uorubler escaped from Jeanette; but no
| svlloble OF complaint crossed the lips OF her
strange to tell, yet true. Lady Adelaide and
| her v.1lttug- woman reached stoke FerUngtOn III
| safety, and the only mistake lhey maut WIS III
gong little beyond II.
! 'Wby. this is Becksley! Becksey Is on the
other side of Stoke FeTingtOl! Guard! guard!
aIc we in the right tTanF
! 'DrprudS on where you are going TO, ma am.
'Gomsg To Stoke Ferrington, 20 be sure
know we have passed II, IOr THIS Is The way We
90 10 London. What shall We DOT
! she had 10 get ont and wait IN the bitter cold
N u little side station Tor nearly an hour. Yet
| she never tatered.
This fire might he a little larger, but what
tbcrc Is OF IL Is quite not. Come nearer jean
nette-come my good glr, warm your feet as
! do. Oh there Is plenty OF l00m-pIcnty. lou
! nrp ,cId as well rs /. All wonder how poor
Mrs. Tresaam Is no" DuI we must ho' eA-
/ meet to hear ull We are there
| II WAS late III the afternoon ere the travel
! lcrs arrived at the Cottage.
Aunt Adelaide! .,
For once In her me- Llul AuoIaue hdu 10
words Mutcy she gaZed into hel Iephews
,'c, ~ rr.d lie verdict there; and il Was with
almost an hystcIical gasp Of rcliei that she
! s1nl, down on q seat afterwards.
! Aunt Adelaide!
NY dear bOyV 80
.YGn have come from Brighton on day like
'"'3 Nv Door john, to be sure have. How is
! shef
siprc iost nl.,ht. But, NY dear aunt
John looked perfectly conlounded
you shall not be troubled With us, my dear
! I have Thought lt ala oven We VIII - down
| % that good i1,ic inn, where know tAey viii