The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-05-05

know. / didn't suppose any one but
the Prince of Wales owned tin mines IN
Cornwall, though. wonder if Maria S
| dresses"
80, they don't need dresses, mamma,
in that life"
| Not need dresses, Margaret, cried
Mrs. Dilloway, holding up her hands.
Il mean, mamma, her riding-dress,
that she made from the waterproof,
you remember, is as good there as a
velvet court-train would be in London. "
poor Maria isn't really pretty" So
liloquized Mrs. Dilloway; "but that's
the way things go. What pity, Mar
garet, that you couldn't have gone out
with Brooks!''
80, Maria's brightness is just as good
for her as beauty" said Kate.
''If she only could be comfortably
established! That would help all the
rest, too. It's too good to hope for,
though, in this family"
"Well, perhaps she will be. She GER
tainly has a chance"
And somehow the gray weather was
not quite so gray to Mrs. Dilloway and
her daughters; it half seemed to them
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and in the vague sense of unconjectured
possibilities, Mrs. Dilloway felt rich
enough to call in ragged urchin and
make him neat with an outfit of Fred's
and Harry's cast-off garments that had
already been patched and darned into
another color.
eve are just in from long gallop,"
another letter of Maria's ran. ''The
wind is giving me quite color. Ishall
turn out pretty before you know it.
There are some folks who seem to think
1 am already. The air is so clear, you
think you are on wings. 1 wish Mar
garet were here. Ireally think it would
do her good. 1t would do her good,
too, to have little of this gay life. 1t
really enlarges and opens your horizon.
Mrs. Cecil now has yachted up under
the Midnight Sun. When she tells me
about it, feel as if l had, too. She
has told me all about the Temple
Gardens in Cornwall, Sir Guys place
you were SO interested in my mention
of him, that l will tell you-running
down to the shore, and quenching all
their flaming blossoms in the silver wash
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place, the mansion is, she says, ivy
covered, with all its quadrangles and
courts and wings and stacked chimneys
and stables. On the walls of the long
hall every Lady Temple, one after the
other, for how many years l can't say,
makes room for the next one. Think
of hanging up your picture there, to
look out on the world long after your
eyes are dust. in their sockets! There
are some haunted diamonds in the
family, too. Did you ever hear of such
a thing? Along the year of the mar
riage of the heir they blaze like bon
fires, with white light far eclipsing
their real lustre; and just before the
death of Temple they blaze again with
baleful red torchlight, and they are
dull and ordinary diamonds, not par
ticularly well cut. Mrs. Cecil limited
to me that they were blazing like
comets when Sir Guy sent them to the
banker just before he sailed SirGuy
is very democratic, and doesn't like
titles-almost ready to drop his own,
and would if the others would. He told
Mrs. Cecil, if ever she met him in
America, to call him plain Colonel, and
she promised. But she has told me all
about him. She used to think he would
marry Miss Arundel, her sister. Miss
Arundel is very pretty and bushes like
peach when you speak to her."
People get intimate SO quickly in
such Places" said Kate.
ga great piece of folly" said Mamma
Dilloway at this point of the letter.
''To think of dropping his fathers title
"a title won centuries ago. These
democratic notions! AS for my opin-
ion, there is something in the stability
of the British Government that more
than compensates for the differences in
caste. And as for those very differ
ences," said Mrs. Dilloway, looking out
the window and over the rainy fields,
pausing a moment to think of the con-
trast between such an outlook and that
OF Sir Guy Temples gardens, Il will
admit that it always was irksome to me
to shake hands with the tradespeople. !"
''Oh mamma, mammal" cried Kate.
"When you know how glad you would
be this minute if Fred had place with
our grocern'
81 don't know anybody, Kate" said
Mrs. Dilloway, severely, ''who has the
faculty you have of obtruding the vul-
garity of every day upon the ideal If
the contemplation of the marriage of
your sister with British nobleman af-
fords me pleasure, don't see why you
should interfere with it, especially as
we should then go and live with her,
and became English people ourselves
to all intents and purposes. Lady
Temple-Lady Temple" and then,
as she saw the girls laughing
she broke into merry laugh her
self-the first laugh that had been seen
on her face for years, let it be said.
In the week before fresh letter came
the Dilloway family had nearly worn
the last to shreds. But at length Nam
ma Dilloway tore open another, and
having learned that Brooks was we'll,
had nearly cleared up the books, and
was busy with his interest in the opera
lions out there, ran hastily into its
gossip.
"What does she mean about those
operationsP" she asks, looking back
with a second thought.
80, the little mine he happened on.
don't you recollect, when he first went
out; great piece of good luck, Maria
said; doesn't come to one in thou