Connecticut western news., 1882-10-04

0OIOOu, WuH0 uO JOA bAAoh AS LAC latest 2'' cried Cummings, leaning out of the window and accosting a man in a many -colored coat who was leaning out of a ground floor window not far off. "Quedglington has been sent for and gated until the end of the term. He says he won't come to WatliDgbury to- morrow"
 "Gammon I'll come up and draw the badger. What is gating ?"
 Gordon should have known, for Char ley excepted, no one at St. Aldate's had more experience of it. Watlingbury races were strictly forbidden to the un- dergraduates of the University; and even the somewhat lax rules of St. AL dates were upon. this point str1ct as those of more learned colleges. The arrival of the trains from Watlingbury, at any rate of those late in the day, was attended by proctor and bulldog. to see if any of his flock had been astray; wbile watch was also kept upon the roads which led from the city in that direction.
 "Look here P cried the tempter, clad for the occasion in the flame -colored blazon of the Hon. Richard Gordon, '" if we get back by the 4 o'clock train, we shall see all the best of the fun, es- cape the proctors, who will not be on the lookout until the 6 o'clock train, and save Charley's gate.'
 "It's all very well for you fellows to risk it but can't afford to be sent down."
 "Pooh not chance of your being sent down! It ain't like you to funk. What capital time we had there last year. And my cousin has horse run ming and we can get the tip from him."
 "Are you sure that there is 4 o'clock train?"
 "Certain. Come, that's 8 good fel- low"
 'sThen, by love, I willp cried Charley.
 And as no promises are so well kept as those which please ourselves, he kept his word to the letter. He was too young to find the pleasure turn to dust and ashes. He thoroughly enjoyed his afternoon on Watlingbury race-course and for once the tip, wonderful to relate, was the straight one, and the affair went off capitally.
 'sMy boy" said Gordon, taking him.a little aside about quarter to four, ''you have just time to catch your train. We'll risk it i; but if you are not fool you'll be off,"
 "I'm not going" cried Charley, reck- essly.
 "Then you are 8 fool," answered the other; ''take my advice, and go."
 It was such rare thing for Gordon to give advice of this kind that our hero took it as that of 8 good angel, who. in- stead of the suggestive fame-colored blazon of yesterday, had assumed, with much appropriateness, fashionable frock-coat of Quaker-like gray. Quedg- lington reached the station just in time to tumble into first-class carriage al- ready pretty full. Many of it's occupants looked as if the tickets in their pockets might be of any hue save white, which was, and is, the color of first-class tick cts upon the Watlingbury branch line. Charley looked them over with the su- perciliousness of St. Aldate's and came to the conclusion that, if undergraduates at all, they hailed from some college more than Sabbath days journey from the centre of university life.
 They had lunched we'll, and were loud and noisy, as was Charley sometimes i; but, somehow, their loudness and noisi- ness were not like the same things at St. Aldate's, and Quedglington regarded them with much the same disapproval that filled the Dean of St. Aldate's when brought face to face with his, Charley's, vagaries.
 His gaze settled at last on face in the far corner which, under the circum- stances, caused him some surprise. It was so decidedly out of place. It was that of rather pretty girl, with 8 fair haired, graceful little head, set off by a small gray hat. It was face formed to be either gravely sweet or coquettishly smiling; but now it was frightened, piteous little face. The sudden irruption of the noisy and excited crew into he, carriage was evidently not to her liking but as she was sitting at the end furthest from the platform, it was no easy matter to extricate herself. "She's a governess and very pretty one," thought Charley Certainly she is travelling first class so she must be 8 Newnham or Girtor girl. They got lot of money. She ii too plainly dressed to be swell. wish I had some sisters who wanted [, governess.
 It was not Quedglington only who's
 attention she attracted. The youn,
 men, their bets settled, turned towar, her more of their regards than wa
 polite or pleasant. From this they ad
 vanced to making eulogistic remark
 upon her appearance to one another
 and generally to talking rather in wa.
 that made Quedglington's face hot witt
 anger. By the time the train stoppe
 at the junction Charley was on the poin
 of interfering. The young lady rose
 however, and, taking up her cloal
 stood prepared to leave the carriage
 Her tormentors made way for her nc
 an inch, but sat with their knees meetin
 across the passage.
 Would you be kind enough to l'
 me pass ?" she said bravely, in quite
 steady voice. But they were heate