Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-07-16
MORNING. n
NO. 1855.
Gales ano Skettbes.
From the Arcosy Magazine.
MR.. SMITH,"
Continued from vcsterday.) }

aippt tNTpuTHtut tue ViS'uSSttu' put w nv"
he at length Welded to her fathers perua-
>ions. Smith could not resist stealing
glance in her direction to read her mind,
and he E,ncied that he could detect a faint
smile at satisfaction dimpling her pretty
mouth. 30 in improved spirits he proceed
I'd to his room where he was informed
his luggage WAS already. In twenty min
utes his toilet was complete. and he made
his way back to the room in which he
had been received. Quick. though. as he
considered he had been in dressing, he
found Miss Warhurton had been yet quick
cr, for as he opened the door. he heard
her clear voice in conversation.
We'll, must say that thought he
looked rather young
Il should think 50. How could YOU take
that lad to he the Proiessor--" Mr.. War
burton was beginning. when he was
awakened 10 the fact of Jeifrcy's presence
in the room.
\ slight ilush dawned upon Lettice's
fair checks AT the unexpected entrance of
their subject of conversation, but she
faced the position frankly
Yes" she began. with her low sweet
laugh; I'VE were talking of YOU. was
Just saving that. although no doubt of
your identity entered my mind, you did
not fulfill my ideal OF n learned Profess
orr
Il think that unkind, Miss Warburton.
You should have lei, me under the illusion
that looked an embodiment of wisdom
and eruditon."
''How did the mistake arise? How was
it that you came from the station with
me?"
II cannot tell YOU exactly; have been
thinking over the circumstances, and
can only remember that your servant came
up and took my bag from my hand, say
ing the carriage was waiting for me out
side the station"
IL knew il !" cried Mr. Warburton. IL
knew that Young rascal had something to
,lo with il: he is at the bottom of every
piece of mischief. We'll have him here
tn give an account of himself"
What is the use. papaP" said Lettice,
laughing. "IIc will only prove every.
body 10 be in the wrong but himself
At this moment dinner was announced.
Miss Warburton being given into Smiths
charge; with which arrangement he was
well pleased The more he saw of Let
lice. Warbnrton the more he was
charmed with her vivacity and in
telligencc. She was also pretticr than he
had at first thought her. now that he saw
her with her pretty hair uncovered, and
her bright, youthful face set of by cven-
ing dress. This was rs simple rs her out
door toilet had been, but it was of some
shining white material. and it left her
round white throat and arms exposed to
view, and set off her light and graceful
figure. There was II slight dash OF indc-
pcndence in her manner and speech, but
it was only sufficient TO lend certain
E,,;n 10 o,l To haI
siderable experience of her powers of en-
tertainment in the course of the evening,
for Mr.. Warburton fell asleep immediate
ly upon their adjournment to the draw
ing-room.
BY the help of some music. and Miss
Warburton' conversation. the evening
few by, and .Jeffrv Smith was first recall
cd TO sense of time by Lcttice ringing for
chamber candles and bidding himself and
her father good night.
The slight stir had awakened the lat
ter, and he now undertook the Office of
entertainer.
''Do you smoke?" asked the old gentle
man. blinking his eyes and pushing his
fingers through the snow-white wool that
covered his head, as he sat very erect and
looked at Smith.
Not regularly; but when am shown
bad example, sometimes take n cigar
Very we'll, III set You that bad example.
Well have Just one Whit before going to
bed. But we must 20 to my sanctum. Do
You notice what queer house this ~ ask
ed Mr.. Warburton as followed by his
guest. he shuliled along an extensive cor
ridor to iar-off room.
1T covers a great deal Of ground, sure
lv."
ssy "a n.
ground floor. but for the small tower that
! added; my daughter considers the room
/ in it hers: the windows look over the
woods and are pleasant; at any rate, they
are her choice. The man who lived here
before me, and for whom the house was
built, was blind. You recollect your bed
room, suppose ; it lies over there" the
old gentleman concluded, pointing over
his shoulder.
''Yes, marked its position at the end
cf the passage. past the tower staircase -
Right now / think can give you n
icigar that you will enjoy"
II.
BY eleven O'Clock that night, Mr. Smith
was in Ded; but twelve, sounding from
'scme clock in the neighborhood, discover
ed him still awake and when the single
through the still summer air. his. restless
mess had only increased This wakefu-
mess was becoming oppressive, and he at
last set to courtiDg the perverse and tickle
goddess in sober earnest. and strOve to
remember all the methods that he had
heard recommended for obtaining sleep.
He had been told that counting was an in
fallible charm. Jeffrey reckoned up the
national debt, and was rs wide awake as
though ne had been Chancellor of the Ex-
chequcr. Then he remembered that the
true method of composing ones self. was
cordingly he saw the focks of Abraham
over the gap he had conjured up in his i'm
agination, with the result that he was
+ rather more lively than before. Then he
|, tried repeating poetry. and went hunting
for a missing line through half the Eng.