The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1883-07-11

after u journey, and then sunk back, appal
led, into his chair.
Battledores and shuttlecocks Dolls ?"
was al that he could gasp. "What will
Percy say? Though perhaps she will make
me marry her in spite of fate Women
can do anything, I've heard Perhaps it
would be the safest plan for Inc to go to
Norway with the yachting party after all.n
Just at that moment a light carriage drove
up to the door, with Captain Percy trotting
beside it, on horseback.
"rve brought her, Davenant I" he whisp-
ercd radiantly. 81 met her at the depot,
making inquiries for Eagles Eyrie Coitagel
The sweetest little Jewel in the world Old
chap, envy you'll"
"What do you mean ?" demanded Dave
nant.
Miss Barry. Your ward !"
"Are you crazy ?" said Davenant. "She
has come. She's up stairs now. You have
picked up some impostorp
IN stake my life on her truth and in
nocence," vehemently declared Percy, as,
springing from his horse. he flung open tho
carriage door.
A beautiful young girl of seventeen, with
eyes like limpid pools of wine, silky black
hair that curled all over her head, and
cheeks just tinted with the softest shade of
carmine stepped gracefully out, and extend
ed a slim, black gloved hand to Mr.. Dave
nant.
My fathers cherished friend |" she said,
softly. ooh, how can thank you for the
noble generosity which is willing to receive
bis orphaned child"
Davenant felt like one ia dream. "You
are" he began,-and then paused NO.
ruptly.
81 am Tryphosa !"
Delighted to welcome You, am sure"
said Mr. Davenant sinking deeper and
deeper into perplexity. But who is the
respectable lady who arrived here half an
hour ago, and called herself Tryphosa?p
It's Aunt Tryphosa, cried the brunette
beauty. oh, what viii you think of us,
Mr.. Dayenant? / was in hopes that
should anticipate her arrivnl-but she has
always had the care of me, and will not give
it up, even now! She wanted to telegraph
from Rockland this morning, but / burned
the telegram. came by boat, you know,
and she by stage! If it will NOT inconven.
fence you too much, Mr.. Davenant, please
please let Aunt Tryphosa stay Because
she is SO fond of me-and [ shall be getting
situation or something, very, very soon,
and then we can maintain oursevesi"
&c will do whatever you aslS me to-" said
Bert Davenant, utterly yanquished by the
pleading magnetism in the deep, liquid eyes
And just then Aunt Tryphosa came down
stairs. her false curls brushed out, her
handkerchief scented, and wearing pair Of
stiff shoes which cracked like q windmill in
gale, and new series of greetings and
inhoductions ensued.
"Took me for your ward, did ,ye2n said
Arnt Tryphosa, laughing heartily. "Well
[ hadn't no idea OF deceivi,' you. l DO
Hunt Barry's darter, but Tryphosa's father
and gran'ther both had the same name,
don't ynu see ?"
Captain Percy postponed bis trip to Can
httA ~ wac "a ElCub dtui Eit1t9~
anter to stay aud excursionize around the
rock-bourd shores of Mount Desert with
Bert ard his lovely ward, Aunt Tryphosa
invariably accompanying the party with q
life preserver, bottle of camphor, and a
pair of blue spectaces. But it was he who
proposed to pretty Tryphosa, after oil, mot
Bert Davenant, when the season was over
and they were all returning to the city.
And 80 our hero abdicated his rights OF
guardianship, not without relief.
Perhaps it is just rs well" said no,
"This business of special guardian was
turning my hair gray!"
And Aunt Tryphosa accompanied her
niece as house-keeper, friend, and general
iactotum.
1--WE can't be parted, me and Little Try
phosa," she said. "Not If she was married
dozen times over !"--,Shirley BroDne.