Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1881-11-10

They drove to the foot of a wooded
hill, from the summit of which there
was view that it was considered dis
graceful at Rawleigh not to have seen
and the elder lady, not being equal to
the ascent, asked the young people to
cllmo the hill without her, which they
dld with great satisfaction to them
selves. They talked about a thousand
things, particularly contemporary liter
ature. Miss Borrowdale deprecated the
Laureate. and was enthusiastic about a
poet whose fame was confined to tiny
clique out of which his very existence
was unknown.
| Don't knock over any more of nv
idols, pray, Miss BorrOwdale.' said the
doctor at last, with pathetic glance.
lie had very pathetic eyes, as his pa
tient had observed in tile morning-yery
bright ones too. You must at least ac-
knowledge the DELICATE beauty of the
Lord of Burleigh."'
1t is pretty enough, and therefore
poor, returned the disciple of culture.
The story, too. is particularly foolish.
There is nothing 50 miserable as an uii-
equal marriage if arl i $50
She sighed deeply, and looked sad ;one
might have imagined that she had tried
the thing. Sir Marmadnke looked sad.
too. Obi if she knewP he sighed.
'Ah. If he could but guess she mused.
why is she so far beneath meY'
thought he. -ar
All! why am so far above him? p
mused she; and such name, tOop
Your name Is peculiar, Mr.. Klllem'
she yentured to observe, after thought
tul pause; 'surely rather unfortunate
for one in your profession Did you ev-
er entertain the idea of changing it p
What's III naneY returned Sir Mar
maduke, forgetting how fatal his appel
lation proved to the originator of the
scornful question.
Everything is in name
AT allevents mine is an honest one;
1t conveys an exact notion of my Office,
and makes no pretence.'
Doyon think that people quite like
being killed?'
They like TO know what is going to
happen to them rs rule Abr he
sighed, if could but kill one particular
patient of mine The rest might live
for all caredp
Miss Borrowdale laughed. How
would Cain fit you for first name?
Affectionately, Cany. Does the whole
Killem race inherit this murderous in
stinet? Does it run in the family?'
oh! yes; but it shows itself in differ
ent ways. My ancestors were soldiers.
| am the first of my family that has ia
ken to medicine. My descendants may
be butchers or even Reviewers, who
knows? But my Christian name is by
chance Marmaduke, ,affectienatel Duke
Duke! A much more suitable name,
1t suggested the title to which she felt
him to be entitled.
Ahi J and your5, Miss Borrowdale? 1
saw your initials at the end of an exer-
else, E. b.
Mine is secret she replied, color
ing, and rapidly spoke of something
else.
9 OH that talk and walk alone in the
woodi And the pleasant dinner and
agreeable societyl Refinement az cul-
ture without wealth; ease and polish
without GRANDEUR
This cannot be the bourgeois tone,
thought Miss Borrowdale, as they sat in
the pretty drawing-room after dinner. z
Mrs. Athole was making tea. Dr. At
hole was sitting by his fair guest, dis
,oursing agreeably, Mr.. Kiliem, with
,up in his hand, was leaning against the
near her, and observing ev-
Try turn of her figure, and the tea-maker
was admiring the gronp.
Too quickly did the pleasant evening
iraw TO its end. but PERHAPS not the
east agreeable part of it was the walk
lome across the common and through
he grounds of the Grove in the light of
he harvest-moon. And if the young
loctor pressed, the young goVerneSs's
lender hand very warmly on parting at
he door, who could blame him?
~. concluded next week.