The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-08-13

that is over there!" she says 1.-THE man
with the shaggy beard, mean, and the
long hair"
She doesn't want in the very least to
know who he is, but thinks it her duty
to say something, as the silence being
protracted grows embarrassing.
"The man with the name? That is
Griffith Blount. The most objection
able person any one could meet, but toll
Grated because his tongue is so awful.
Do you know Colonel Graves2 No!
Well, he has wife calculated to terrify
the brayest man into submission, and
last year when he was going abroad
BlOunt met him, and asked him before
roomful If he was going for pleasure,
or if he was going TO take his wife
with him Neat, wasn't it? But |
DOM remember hearing that Graves
liked it.
st was very unkind," says Mona;
"and he has hateful face"
"IIe has" says the duke. "But he
has his reward, you know; nobody likes
him. BY the bye, what h0rrd bad times
they are having in your land! -ricks of
hay burning nightly, cattle killed, every
body boycotted, and small children
speared!o
sOh, no, not that, a" says Mona. Poor
Ireland Every one either laughs at
her, or hates her. Though like my
adopted country, still l shall always
feel for old Erin what | could never
feel for another land"
And quite right, too" says Lauder
dale. "Y on remember what Scott says:
'Broathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said
This il my own, my native landV"
"Oh, yes, lots of EN-" says Mr.. Oar
ling, who has come suddenly up beside
them; "for instance, don't believe /
ever said it in all my life, either to my
self or any one else. Are you engaged,
Mrs. Godfrey? And if not, may have
this dance?n
"With pleasure" says Mona.
Paul Rodney, true to his word, has
put in an appearance, to the amaze
ment of many in the room. Almost as
| Mona's dance with Molly is at an end,
| he makes his way to her, and asks her
| to give him the next. Unfortunately,
she is not engaged for ii, and, being un-
versed in polite evasions, she says yes,
quietly, aud is soon floating round the
room with him.
After one turn she stops abruptly,
near an entrance.
Tired, says Rodney, fixing his black
eyes upon her.
"A little,n says Mona. 1t is perhaps
the nearest approach to a falsehood she
| has ever made.
Perhaps you would rather rest
awhile. DO YOU know this is the first
time have ever been inside the Tow
erS?' He says this as one might who
is DESTROYS of making conversation, yet
there is covert meaning IN his tone.
Mona is silent. To her it seems base
thing that he should have accepted the
invitation at all.
II have heard the library is room
well worth SEEING" goes on the Aus
tralian, seeing she will not speak
Eyes; every one admires it. 1t is very
old, You know one part OF the Towers
is Older than all the rest"
II have heard so. ] should like to see
the library" says Paul, looking at her
eXpectantly. :,
You can see it now, if you wish, y
says Mona, quickly; the thought that
she may be able to entertain him in
some fashion that will not require con-
versation is dear to her. She therefore
takes his arm and leads him out of the
ballroom, and across the halls into the
library, which is brilliantly lighted, but
just at this moment empty,
forget if | described 1t before, but il
is room quite perfect IN every respect
a beautiful room, oak-paneled from
floor TO ceiling, with this popularity
about it, that whereas three of the walls
have their panels quite long, without a
break from top to bottom, the third
that is, the one i'll which the fire place
has been inSerted-has the panels of q
smaller size, cut up into pieces from
about one foot broad to two feet long.
The Australian seems particularly
struck with this fact. He stares in a
thoughtful fashion at the wall with the
small panels. seeming blind TO the other
beauties of the room.
Yes, it is strange why that wal
should be different from the others,
Mona says, rather glad that he appears
interested in something besides herself
"But it is altogether quite nice old
room, is it not?'
1T is" replies he, absently, Then
below his breath, "and well worth fight
ing for"
But Mona does not hear this last adj
dltlon; she is moving chair a little to
one side, and the faint noise it makes
browns the sound of his voice. This
perhaps is as well,
She turns up one Of the lamps, whilst
Rodney still continues his contempla-
ton of the wall before him. Conversa-
ton languiShes, then dies. Mona, rails
ing her hand to her lips, suppresses val
iantly a yawn.
Il hope you are enjoying yourself, "
she says, presently, hardly knowing
what else to say.
Enjoying myself?--No. ! never dc
that" says Rodney, with unexpected
frankness.
you can hardly mean that?" says
Mona, with some surprise.
II do. Just now" looking at her, ~
am perhaps as near enjoyment as can
be. But | have not danced before to-
night Nor should have danced at all
had you been engaged | have forgot
ten what it is to be light-hearted. "
But surely there must be moments
when you--"
Il never have such moments" inter-
rupts he, moodily.
Dear me. what a terribly unpleas-
ant young man. thinks Mona, at her
wits end to know what to say next.
Tapping her fingers in a perpeXed fash
ion on the table nearest her, she Won
ders when he will cease his exhaustive
survey of the walls and give her an OPP