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

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at hiS nd adsp4ture that fke Gould
I'll sERI slip. come bach sNns 5.
ECSmes backAgain! Pr6babl Ishall
Look after Mabelle. for my sal -
| CHAPTER Xxx.
| At RED LEES. =
| TouIhaven, in the summer tim, was
a pleasant place. and Red Lea, the
great farm where Mr.. Massey the elder
| lived in almost Apatriarch1 sRte was
one kffhe yerf pIeam spHs ID the
vicidltS A1hefewas a iddSf sons ervalI
| tism about Foulhaven-a chronic de-
preston in its trade, an absence of .,go,"
in its shopkeepers, and an amateur-
ishness about the proceedings q its
Mayor and corporation, all of which
things, combined. it is to be presumed.
with other causes, prevented itfrom de-
/ veloping into a large and Aonrishing
Down, and Allowed # ~to SrerYain one of
I the 1oveliestE sleepiest, qnaintest places
that it is possible to imagine.
Il Three Sears ,had rDlied by since Philip
Massey Mad LEFT his home and said good
| bye to his sister with tne final injunc-
| ton "Look after Mabelle." The three
years had expired in April; it was now
August, and he had not retul ned-was
,, not expected to return until late in the
kautumn,s Indeed. it, was somewhat
EdbS 6tf ulswhet Der be might come home
eveS fHehM IIshis fey and rather mea-
keEldta<fshe spoke Of he possibility oil
another commission which might take
IshiwRtexse@e othefxaistanty qAaFtar Gf
EtH6 woFfd. in order to reach which it
would not<be at all necessary tocall at
tEeulhaven, or even to visit Eng land.
fz0f course 8heresNere hopes and fears at
home, longings that he would come,
and lamentations on the state of uncer-
ltsinty ngwhich be- left them, but aeon
lvictionsunderlying AL that he would 60
his own way, and that he knew, better
than any one else, what was best for
himself.
One peaceful August afternoon every
one and everything at Red Lees APP
peared to be taking prolonged siesta
There was silence in the farmyard,
silence in the sunny garden. except
where the Bees were buzzing and hum
En6ngk abort Che hifes. silence In the
spacious old house ITSELF shence every
Where. The wide entrance door stood
open, so that one could see into the
sunny. square hall, with the black oak
table in the center, on which stood the
great blue china jar, full of gorgeous
roses, pink and white and crimson, and
the queen of them all, the yellow Gloire
de Dion, with its Emnsky fragrance.
The hall was Jagged, and in summer
the flags we're Innocent Of mating Or
carpetsx On one side were the polished.
oakan stefrss with broad carved hand
rail and twisted sticks. The deep
wainscoting was of oak, too, and the
doors of the parlor the same. A large,s
ample, chintz--overed sofa stood on one
side strewed with books and half
"knitted STOCKING, in the midst of which
debris Che blue Skye terrier, DIR. John
son, lwhy SCI called no one had eyx
been able to dissoEer, but the name was
his. and he answered to it, had cooled
himself up after turning round four
tines, and subs5ded, with a deep, drawn
out sigh, expressive of beatitude I'M
speakable. And now he lay there Sleep
ing, occasionally stretching out paw,
or pricking up one of his silky ears;
and the yellow. canary appeared to sleep
I'M his cage near the door, and the great
sgray parrot was quiet on her percn OPP
posite the object of her contempt and
spite. the aforesaid canary. Had you or
sny one else peepedsinto the room on the
fft. dose by the sofa. the stalwart form
of Mr.. Massey would have been apparent
his red and yellow pocket-handkerchief
lightly thrown over his face; his hands
folded, his limbs outstrerched Sleeping
the sleep of the just. In the rocking
chair by the window sat, not slept, his
wife-she was mot of a drowsy tenIpera-
ment-but wit her ueua eafter- skinner
recreation, avolufneso fiction or poetry
in her hand.
j In the room to the right of the hall,
which was the drawing room, or parlor,
a. tfieys called tt there was sanother
great sofa, Of the good old Kind which
has now ceased 10 be Manufactured.
and upon that sofa was stretched the
shape of Grace Massey. Sac too, was
epprentlyilos lost ia outside things4a The
'bookwii Oh she.haa seeminel ybeen read .
ing. And viii sh may have had the sooth-
ing effect mentioned, had fallen from her
hand upon the floor it bore the title
!: II, Political .EEo9cnqpyTJohn Stuart
, I Is there any aone. else, sleeping or
waxing, on the premises? It would
ssem sOSfor there came Sitting down
tKe broad, black stairs, Che slender fis-
hfe OF "a girl, tail and liss om. dressed
ii some soft, flowing. gray stuff, car
rying a book in her liand. and hold
ing by the brim a broad, shady, straw
hat. VI II 80 ~
She came gliding, down the stairs.
and paused in the hall, looked around /
and seemed to listen. Then, looking
into the drawing room, she beheld the
PROSTATE form OF. Grace, and smiled an
irrepressible smile which, ran over all
her lace, and frightened it like. a flash
of sunshines& She<stale softly away,
and Looked sneyt into the dining parior,
Saw the sleep hg master and the reading
of the house and came ON