The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-05-04

the sister he had been speaking to, had
philandered to some purpose, but felt re-
lieved by having said so much.
snow she will be on her guard" he
thought; "but still, what a nuisance it
is! I know nothing Of this Anthony,
except that he was sent out into the
world to seek bis fortune; and since he
was never likely to find it, the fortune,
like Mahomet's mountain, came to him.
A precious mess be will make of fine
property. If he is the fellow / take him
to be. And Cecil to talk about his
'beaute du, diable.'" =" 59.''.. a'.''l
He thought he could have stood all
the rest; bat that ''beaute du diable"
rang in his ears, and filled his soul with
disgust and apprehension, ~ -,
Suspense, however, was not added 10
his woes. n 9.l.gs,'.lS
On the following Tuesday, the day be-
fore they wsre expected, the brothers
made their appearance, without Summon
ing either himself or his dog-cart. and
with the simple apology that, as they
bad found they could come, they had.
He came upon them accidentally in the
hall, as he was passing through; they
were hanging their hats upon the stand !;
and instead Of block of luggage which
had been an ugly vision in his minds
eye from the first-instead Of the straps
and wraps, sticks and umbrellas, and
vast iron-bound, sea-going chests, which
had been a perpetual anticipation and
irritation-he beheld two medium-sized
portmanteaus, and two equally modest
looking gun-cases. "a s',-,> AZ
| Even as he shook hands he was be-
trayed into an involuntary, l,- s9rs
AS that allT' .J 'r aa,HNsro
j"All2 Well, yes" said Anthony, look
ing about him, "NolI had a rug. but we
lost it. Helloal How are the infants?
That introduction over, they strolled
away for a smoke in the garden, and the
whole affair of the meeting was over.
Where was Cecil1 Gone in quest oil
her husband, and he was left standing in
the hall to collect himself, having NUT.
tered some excuse forso doing. He must
be alone for single minute to review
the ground he stood on. 1'. .a
| So this was Anthony-the Anthony
than whom nothing and no one else had
been talked about for the last month
whose likings and dislikinss. whin,s, fam
cies and boyish froiics had been recount.
ed over and 0ver-whose prospects and
future life had been expatiated on-till
he was inclined to curse his very name.
This was the hero for wnom nothing, in
in his doting sisters opinion, was good
enough; and who, he had foreseen all
along, would begin at once to make him.
self at home and disagreeable. 20
| At home he certainly did appear to
be; buthe had not SO far been offensive
As for his 'beaute du diable,' as soon al
be recol[ected it, Cecil was hunted all
over the house to hear that her brother
was only a great cOarse-looking back.
woodsman. witt"
She had been dreaming, or hoaxing
him, about Anthony's appearance. Oil
yer, to, be sure, was well enough; he
supposed some people would Call him
go0d-loOking, but the other was not even
passable. The most that could be said
OF him-and that was something, consid.
ering the life he had led--was that he
did look gentleman, albeit plain and
uneouth one.
| Plain? Cecil fred at the word. Plain.
She did not know what be, meant. She
had newer promised him a common
EVERYDAY, pretty face; If he had expect
ed a pink and white expression and pen
eiled eyebrows. it was not her fault
Anthony's appearance was all that she
wanted, for her part; and she must beg
to tell him that no woman liked dolly.
faced men. Anthony's dark locks and
swarthy, sunburnt brew would find adj
mirers in plenty. If he was ugly, he
was delightful. And SO on and SO on,
diverging to the right and left Of the ar
| gumeni, as Ms. Cecil was apt to do. o.
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