Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-05-15

DcuctOleltly.
"Grace?'' said Philip, looking
startlea. "Oh. ehs's all right, thans
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CHAPTER XIX.
Oh Ok FAREWELL.
Philip went home to Foulhaven. and
it seemed as if the days absolutely flew
by in the old home-the great old stone
farmhouse on the breezy down where
everything was so peaceful, so quiet
and so homely-in such intense contrast
to the life he had just left and to that
upon which he was about to enter.
This birthplace of his was beauti
fak place. The ancient house stepd On
the side of q down facin9ysolfta1west,
shattered hy rising ground 70 The east,
where was the sea. Foulhaven was a
beautiful old town, and the sea grand
ono which washed the coast there, con-
tinualfy to1ling its glorious surges up
to the foot of the great cliffs. From
the farm one might walk over Mr..
Massey's fields, and the thymy downs
to the edge of the said cliffs, and there,
away from sight or sound of human
habitation, watch the great green
rollers come sweeping up, and burst
ing into long crested lines of snowy
breakers. One might see the smoke of
the great steamers from Newcastle and
Hull blowing their way, as it were, TO
the horizon Zine, while the, heavens
above Were blue. and the gra% hsneath
Was greeny and ~ lid eSr.h wks
lovely.
What Philip Massey told, his mother
p5 whef had befaflen I ckppY not. He
sat with her one whole spring morning
in hsr bfayerite painted chamber. as it
was called; the room with the pleasant
Elizabethan windows and quaint paint-
ed panels and chests brought long ago
from Holland; the room whose win
-dows looked over the downs. and from
which, being an upper chamber, one
could see the sea. Here Philip found
her darning Observation-Disclosures
linen-one morning, and what he told
her on the subject of his lucklesS love
was told then, andsof yhis futprs plans,
hopes, or wishes I III
: When at last ne rose-to 60 She rose,
too. She was handsome, stately ma
iron, strikinglv like both, Philip and
rGrA& ShofhslY IN Speedh and manner.
yet dignified because of her own IL
ward dignity and worthiness-a brave,
pious, simple Yorkshire woman of
Wensleydale, and woman whose pow
-effsl-wiil and upright, simple character
she had happily transmitted to more
than one of her children.
at is sad thing, my son. she
said. "but you are ri ght not to shfrk, it,
because 9ftbak l feel YOU have tod
me simpla, truth
/, s'ep9 holPr, mpAes Il have
"And 1. as your mother, tell you that
you have done nothing in the matter
Tor vhfch eyoHr conscience need prick
you. And if you can not stay at home
and live it down, 90 away and live it
out. There is difference, Philip
Il know there is"
---ss Go, then, and take my blessing with
you. and remember that whether you
are at home or abroad your mother,
prays for you on her knees night and
morning"
- He bent his head, and she laid her
han upon il, sauag: AGod> BID Is you,
PbAip and he Ee0t ont. His Ihothers
looking forth from the window of the
painted chamber, saw him soon after
&c ysItd JihkS lshel lAeias, laST across the
downs TOWARD the seaSN -
's"M9 btaye lad, and must YOU eH,.
too?" she soliloquized; land becSkJe,
a wicked fiirt thought you not good
enough for her conceit. He goes to-
ward the sea-they all go to the sea who
have been born near it, when they are
in trouble. / used to wander .here,mv-
self in times of trouble and look across
it till my eyes ached. The father used
q do ne samey nd every Gin snd boy
s{i sas 6ass So asgsea ag g. f hin'
and send him safe back to me, at peace
and in charity with all men,
14hhs HE DAYS 'ils new ~ ". rMiip had
tothe sleepy farm. to the tdlEl
ing downs, to the grim ruin of the.
ancient Abbey of st. Ethelheda whfh
glared from the high ground Of the
capt clio nRq9 elS t}e sgTEoY1ding land
haven, crowding up the cliff on either
6desSf tie river; to the two old stone,
piers between which the fishing boats
went ever sailing in and QUITO all
khess he said faf3well s@pdl was gone.
whether ever to return who should dare
to say?
A brief visit to Grace at Irkford. who
told him that n a.helle WAS tossing in