Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1880-06-03
Nisrsilaaw.
THE RIGlITFUL HEIR.

For some weeks past the engagement
between the Earl of Beauvray and Mis-
MilliCent Moyle had been chronced il
| the fashionable intelligence of newspa
pers, and the marriage was appointed t,
take place in July. There were man,
who CONSIDERED Miss Moye Il lucky girl
for Lord Beauvray WAS not only of an
cient family, young, immensely wealthy
and well looking, but he was popular
everywhere, owing to his sunny temper
and uprightness OF character. Lord Beau,
vray had been merry without being dis.
solue. He was the most irreproachabC
of gentlemen, just as his betrothcd, Mis-,
Moyle, was the iairest flower among that
bouquet Of pretty girls who had been pre-
sented at court in the same season rs her.
self Millicent MOyle was a rich honess
as well as pretty girl; but this was about
all that could be said of her. Her father,
Josiah Moyle, Il bill discounter OF LOm-
bard street, was new man" OF the
city putOcracy. 1t was said that the
peers relatives had been much scandal
lied on hearing of his lordship's inten-
tion to marry the daughter of u man
whose antecedents were Just little misty.
One sunny afternoon, Just fortnight
before the date fixed for the marriage, a
brougham with coronet on the panels
cIattered up to Mr.. Moyle's business
house, and Lord Beauvray alighted ghastly
pale. The hall porter was startled by his
appearance not less than by the broken
voice.in which he inquired if Mr.. Moyle
had left. Just then Mr.. Moyle himself
strutted out, all glorious with geranium
in his coat and white hat perched acocls
on his pointed gray head "Ah! Beau
vray!" cried he, with cheerful welcome,
but perceiving the look on the peers face
he exclaimed: "Why, what's the matter?
Not i'll, | hopep"
"No, not i'll, but want to sneak to you
in private, said Beauvray, hoarsely.
"Shall we 90 of in the phaeton ?" STAN.
mered Mr.. Moyle, full OF uneasiness.
No, into your room; but let us be quite
alone, repeated the earl, and he himself
led the way to the Office.
Pumping down into the armchair at
the writing table, Mr.. Moyle stared in be-
wilderment while the peer sat down oppo-
site and produced blue envelope with
several black seals. Laying this on the
table, Beauvray placed his hand on it and
looked into the inancers eyes.
"Mr. Moyle," said he sadly, 81 have n
painful communication to make, but |
will not beat about the bush. find that
have no legal right to the title which
bear. or to the fortune which | am
uang."
"Eh! whatp" exclaimed Mr. Moyle,
with gasp.
~ made the discovery this morning, in
rummaging through box Of deeds, con-
tinuel Lord Beauvray, whose voice grew
steadier. "You know that inherited the
title from my uncle. He was the eldest
of three brothers, My father, the young
est, died whilst | was a boy; my second
uncle died few years later, and we
fancied he had been n bachelor, but 1t
appears that he had been clandestinely
married, and left soma lad whom you
know, 10y the way, for have seen him in
your house. His name is Timburel."
"Timburelp" echoed Mr.. Moyle, with a
start. "Young Timburel, who used to be
clerk IN our firm, and whom dismissed
for presuming to make love to our
Milliel"
81 was not aware of those particulars, p"
said Lord Beauvray; "but young Timbu-
rel is the man; he bears his mothers
name (she was an actress), and we used
to think he was the natural son of my
SECOND uncle; but his parents were law
fully married."
"And do you mean to say that Timburs
"a vulgar, conceited upstart, who is liv-
ing on his wits at this moment, with not
shilling in his pockets I'll be bound-do
you mean to say he has become Earl Of
Beauvrayp"
'Not only that, but he becomes abso.
lutte owner of all my estates and property.
My poor father left me mere pittance.
When have put Timburel in possession
Of his own, | shall have nothing but my
commission in the Guards and about three
hundred year."
"Come, come, don't say such bosh,'
urted out old Maybe, grasping his nose
lagain. II had just occurred TO him that
ALord BeRuwRy was hoaxing.