Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1881-07-20

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"By Jove what pretty girl p ne
thought, as his eye wandered past to a
rosebud of a girl" the beauty" evil
her sat his shy friend herself, the down
cast lids more dropping than ever, the
dull complexion more leaden beside the
bright blue eyes and pink and white of
the pretty sister. a+.
Still, Lord Pelham's glance rested on
the plain face of his earlier acquaint-
ance. The service seemed wonderfully
short, and when the congregation left
the chancel he found himself side by side
with Mrs. Morton.
"Going our way?" she asked, in the
porch; and so, naturally enough, he &C
companied them homeward, even walk
ing through their park up to the very
door. Cd, ,,..-
"Mr. Morton's in the conservatory, if
you care to join him." Mrs. Morton ven
tured to say, her motherly heart all in
hutter; for here, she decided, was a
chance for pretty Rose. .-
And Lord Pelham did care, it ap-
peared, and had chat with the master
of the house, found sundry points of in
terest in common, and even stayed for
the family dinner.
Horribly unaristocratic he must think
us!' feared Mrs. Morton, as she explained
that the early dinner enabled the servants
to go to church.
Little Lord Pelham cared for her chat
ter; he was wholly occupied with the
face opposite to him.
In vain pretty Rose bridled and
blushed; In vain she peeped up at him
with her most bewitching air. He was
only conscious Of one fact about her,
which was, that she snubbed her elder
sister.
So did every one else, it appeared to
him; for when Lizzie ventured the re-
mark-which she rarely did-it was gen.
orally met with: ''Oh, dare say you
think sol"
The neighborhood began to talk very
soon after this eventful Sunday in the
Morton's life. Lord Pelham remained
at his friends Sir Harry Wells'-and
came so often to the Lodge, evinced such
an interest in all Nh. Morton's improve
manor for the September shooting-that
he seemed almost like one of the fam
lily.
= One day in the early winter, when the
hedges were sparkling with hoarfrost,
and the roads were beginning to harden,
Lord Pelham took his familiar way to
the Lodge.
He was thinking as he walked along,
of many things about his intimacy there,
and his thoughts involuntarily turned to
Lizzie. He went back III his mind to
their first meeting.
81 declare, he said to himself &c she
never gives me a chance to see what
those eyes are like. And how they do
snub her at home, to be sure Well,
poor little thing she's worth hundred
times more than pretty doll Rose will
ever be -
He was walking briskly along, when
his attention was arrested by little fig
ure which, turning a corner some dis
lance before him, was hurrying, almost
running toward him."
"Why, by Jove!' exclaimed he, quick
ening his steps, "it's Lizzie. What can
be the natter?''
And as they met, Lizzie, with pale,
frightened face, chung to his arm.
''Oh, Lord Pelham she cried,
breathlessly, "I'm so frightened! Those
horrid men I ran as hard as I could.
They actually spoke to me. There they
GOMEZ
AS she spoke band of tramps turned
the same corner, evidently in high enjoy
ment OF her terror.
"They begged explained Lizzie,
'and [ was so frightened. I never go
alone-only Dame Brown is sick in the
village, and wanted to see me-"
Lord Pelham was very indignant. He
at first thought he would expostulate
with the coming tramps; but feeling
how undesirable it would be on her ac-
count, he contented himself with placing
her little trembling hand on his arm,
and casting fierce looks at them as he
passed.
"Never mind, Lizzie!'' he said, when,
having turned the corner, they we're out
of sight. s'You don't feel frightened
now-do you?"
And he stood still, and took both the
little shaking hands in his.
ooh, no p said Lizzie, looking
straight up in his face, and then at last
he saw the eyes, the deep violet eyes,
swimming in tears, with their child-like
look of trust and dependence. Il know
you will take care of me.
"Lizzie said his lordship, impul-
sively-" Lizzie, want you to let me
always take care Of you. Be my wife,
Lizzie-my dear little wife.
"Oh!" said Lizzie, drawing her
hands away suddenly. You can't
mean that. I am so very plain -
However, he convinced her that he
did mean it, and the world had long for
gotten that Lady Pelham was ever con-
sidered $50 plain.
''She has such lovely eyes you know"
Mrs. Grundy says. "The rest OF her
face is of no Importance whatever p