The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1881-07-21

., Psalms. Then he looked about, AZ
Q soon caught sight Of Mrs. Morton
& handsome face.
"By Jove what pretty girl p I
n thought, as his eye wandered past to
l. rosebud of a girl-"the beauty" ey
T. IDENTIFY, Of poor Lizzie's tale--and ne:
r to her sat his shy friend herself, II
downcast lids more dropping than eve
{? the dull complexion more leaden b.
y side the bright blue eyes and pink an
l white of the pretty sister.
Still, Lord Pelham's glance rested O
; the plain face of his earlier acquain
ance. The service seemed wonderful
: short, and when the congregation le
t the chancel he found himself side b
. side with Mrs. Morton.
: "Going our way?' she asked, in tn
porch; and so, naturally enough, n
t accompanied them homeward, eve
walking through their park up to tn
| very door.
"Mr. Morton is in the conservatory
! if you wish to join him." Mrs. Mortol
ventured to say, her motherly heart a.
in a flutter; for here, she decided, wa
a chance for pretty Rose.
| Ana Lord Pelham did care, it an
peared, and had a chat with the maste
of the house, found sundry points O
interest in common, and even stayet
for the family dinner.
Horribly unaristocratic he mus
think us!' feared Mrs. Morton, as sh,
explained that the early dinner ena
bled the servants to 70 to church.
I Little, Lord Pelham cared for he
chatter; he was wholly occupied will
the plain face opposite to him.
In vain pretty Rose bridled anc
blushed; in vain she peeped up at hin
with her most bewitching air. He was
only conscious of one fact about her
which was, that she snubbed her elder
sister. 4.- MIL
So did every one else, it appeared tc
him; for when Lizzie ventured the re-
which she rarely did-it was
generally met with: ooh, I 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's-and
came so often to the Lodge, evinced
such an interest in all Mr.. Morton's i'm
provements-actually invited the boys
to bis manor for the September shoot
ing-that he seemed almost like one of
the family.
One day in the early winter, when
the hedges were sparkling with boar
frost, 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 turne
to Lizzie. He went back in his mind
to their first meeting.
II declare" he said to himself, "she
never gives me 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 that pretty doll Rose
will ever bel' mi
He was walking brisklv along, when
his attention was arrested by little
figure which, turning corner some
distance before him, was hurrying, al
most running, toward him.
"Why, by Jove!" exclaimed he,
quickening his steps, ''it's Lizzie. What
can be the matterf"
And as they met, Lizzie, with pale,
frightened face, chung to his arm.
ooh, Lord Pelhaml" she cried,
breathlessly, "I'm so frightened! Those
horrid men! / ran as fast as could.
They actually spoke to me. There they
GOMEZ
As she spoke a band Of tramps turned
the same corner, evidently in high en-
joyment of her terror.
"They begged" explained Lizzie,
land l was so frightened. / never was
spoken to in the street before. never
60 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 &C.
count, he contented himself with plac-
ing her little trembling hand on his
arm, and casting fierce looks at them
as he passed. "A. 533
Never mind, Lzzie!" he said, when,
having turned the corner, they were
out Of sight. "You don't feel Tighten.
ed now-do your" ~ IS z
And he stood still and took both the
little shaking hands in his.
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