New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-08-28

fatha, hac Will VIII 90 you more good. Go with your
door hewildered. And when she went to iooL for
W WE ia'i te ne was gone There was nobody but
o ond h In IN >, sooner than she had intended,
amu melrd the nurse who had been her own nurse
Gloohihg TO the baby. walking about with him till
nc should 90 to sleep. The woman sang and talked
In breath: ~ ~
BIaloo, my lamb, lie still and Sleep
4, gr'eVes me sore to hear thee weep;
Thy father 's U %yo my mothers mot 1ss 10Y aynov.
Baloo, my lamb
Ay' ay, my lamb, that's just what it is' said the
lrt IN her Groom, thy fathers wrought her
herseP, my bonnie bonnie BARN and eh if She
n"S KEN what's happening the nicht, or the morns
iouih-Daioo, my boy, thy mothers joy-oh, if she
nut Kent what's happening the NIGHT, or the morn's
young deer, and seized her by the arm. Janet
what do you mean what do YOU mean2 What is
go,ig TO happen that ought to know tell me- for
Miss Jeanie-Im meaning Mistress Sinclair my
"ann t lamp on my deare, take you care or you'll
Jeanne grasped her arm Violently What is it.
Wnat Is IT. she cried that is happening tonight,
oh, my bonnie darlin',' cried tie nurse, it was
aber a vop sang was singing and there you see,
What Is the BARN to me cried Jeanne wildly,
what is it that is happening tonight the morn's
You maun satisfy her yourself men, said the
nurse turning to Mrs. Plans who came into the
room IN alarm. Gamma look in my BARNS face
ana tcll her lees about her man, no me. and have
yourself
Jeanne turned upon her mother like wild Great
ure, Seiztng her by both her hands, What is it
about Edward, moihers He's ill--he was like a
ghost when he went away-Or you know something
mat has never been told to me. What do | for
baby or anything! Dinna speak to me. dnna
speak to me about the BARN Edward what is
happening to Edward g-oh, its cruel cruel, to
keep 1t from mev
Ny darlin, said Mrs. Pians my bonnie
nave cone 1t ; but, my pet, 1T was for our good, to
save yon a sad, sore partng-it was to save you-it
-, Partngp Jeanne cried. with a shrek The poor
httle girl was half crazed. She pushed her mother
another word. AS she did So She ran almost into
her fathers arms. Edward would have reached
klngh9in; he would be crossing the Firth by this
little for what he had done but he said in his heart
as his wife was saying, thar it was all for her good.
Ear better Tor her to remain safe her fathers
house, than to sail away IN miserable troop ship
to the end of the world. following n regiment
to his own room, and pretend to be very busy with
his papers for he did not feel that he could con.
front the poor little victim To night.
but there she was, wild with despair and fury,
clutching him with her two little strained hands.
Edwardp she cried, where is my Edward, father
i ii not be parted from hlm-I am goIug with him
II am gong after him-l am going to my husband.
No. no IL not hear word You have cheated me
already. And where's my Edward, where is he
Good-by to you all, for Pm going away
Jeanne cried her father; graspng her in his arms,
what IL 1t you have heard about Edwards There
is nothing wrong with Edward. II he has not told
you; 1t was not our place to NEEDLE
'Oh, my darling, come back, come back to your
bonnie baby Listen TO him, Weakened aud crying
for his mother. Cone back 10 your little bairnn
With her father tw sting her slender frame out of
ms grasp, with the strength OF passion. Oh, what
do care Tor my baby 7 she cried. Il am going
after my husband. You've cheated me- and blinded
me, and | will never trust more. Let me go,
nor With HIM nor anybody but my husband n SSS No,
l want no clothes; want nothing. I'll not wait
the night, Do you think could sleep, and Edward
away Oh. what would you say, mother, If It
was you, and they had taken your man from YOU
Dinna speak to me- dnna speak To me! Good-by
10 you all-lm going after my husband" she cried,
bursting from her fathers hold and flying ont
wildly into the road. Poor Jeanlc was distraught.
She rushed along her fair HAIR dying behind her
along the road TO Kingdom: and It was not till the
first impulse had failed her aud her steps began 10
hag. that. IN ner passion and terror, she became
not run all the way To kinghorn. Aud she met
some of the village people who stared at her,
stopped brrathless and tried think aud to recol-
ect herself She had almost started OIL again,
Piilans was a humhlea and broKcn-down man.
DO not shrink from the sight of me-. he said.
'.jeanic. you'll never get to him like that: come
back and we'll think what's best to be done.
I'll not think. cric4 Jeanne; no, no! I'll not
chase this moment aud take me after hlm-ths
moment! or I'll walk all the way. I'm strong
enough, and Pm not frightened for the dark aud
know it's not more than ten miles, and II straight
road To kinghorn.
Jeanne! Jeanie Will you break your mothers
heart and think of your bab,. There's no boat To-
night. Come in aud go To your bed, and the night
will bring counsel lou shall do what you like,
give YOU my word. in the morning.
Jeanne looked at hun indignantly, with her blue
eyes blazing
The morning she said. swhen Edwards gone!
am going now. I'm married woman; | can get
chase for myself ana need NOBODY to take care of
me. You'll maybe let Janet bring me my bonnet
and shawl to put about me. The folk would think
me daft If | crossed the Firth without n hat upon
my head or "A thing on my shoulders Good-bv,
father; you need not trouble yourself any more
about me-
There was nothing for it now but to yield. It
was not difficult. to engage q boat to make
the passage. ,eanic sat III the bottom of the
boat with her shawl wrapped round her-tOr
il * cold the Firth in the middle of the night
in iJuly-and fixed her eyes upon the lights
opposite never moving, scarcely answering when
her father spoke To her They reached Leith III the
first gray of the morning, just in time To see the
emburkatiOn of the regiment, which was going TO
London first small voyage OF itself. ON the pier
young Sinclair WAS standing, very pale, shiVerlng,
aud discOnsoatc. watching his men as they
marched on board. He turned round at the first
sound of Jcane's voice. aud clutched Mt her with
II cry of Joy.
/ never believed that you would let me go. he
cried, with confidence which made the angry,
downcast father feel if he had received u blow.
What good is 10 to he n father-tO be a n other-to
love your children and bring them up so tcnderiy
the first stranger that takes their fancy Is more TO
them than father and mother. This was what Mr..
Pillans said To himself as with IA very bret leave
taking, he went away.
CHAPTER III.
II NAV be supposed that this was n night of much
agitation in tho little seaside house which had
been deprived suddenly of its chief inmate.
Mrs. Pillans was in Il state of indescribabo COM
notion. kind of cruel satisfaction was IN her
i'll l.. .I..l hon. han ~