New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-07-13
NOBLE BLOOD.
A STORY,
VIII.
RY JULIAN HAWTHORNE.

IL
pe.litv NAV he preferable to Imagination ou' II
bo Loss refined and harmonious The words
- s,oten dissipated the artists visionary moOu
-nletelr. they we're in way like the speech OF
a. sftoenth century He answered with bow
Syes that's nv maine. Have lam guilty OF an
intrusiOnT ,,-..,x,.a tba
aFaith. think tvs I that intrude" returned the
,.dv with a less ambigu smile. But Aunt L i'A
thought you'd gone OUT
ambrose experienced q slight shock DO you
mean Mss Ftzgerald-is she your suntT
shes my mothers sister, then"
al beg your pardon! didn't know 'nere was
such person. 10 vor
aAs NV motherf Well, there had to be- you
know s.,,.or
81 mean--tb,t your mother had daughter
Then YOU are Miss CadOgna
The lady laughed-s rich sweet laugh = MY Suus
doesn't seem TO nave bothered you much aOou' US
she remarked
at any rate I never suspected Miss Csdognas
orist,nce. though your aunt knew-at least sue
might have known-seen, at any rate-ho" lhuCn
would have liked to hear about goa 81
4If MIR. Ambrose never suspected my existence
maybe nv aunt never suspected nc Oe
hear about Miss CadOgnaV
1900 made an effort to pull his wits together
hol,,,e the truth to be-" he said. that got the
;d.a from something your aunt said that she ahu
xour mother were the only persons living mere ~
chat the glimpse | caught of YOU at the WINDOW d
month ago ,.,.,.,
ayoul have thought was the ghost didn't yon'
,ovT said Mss CadOgns, her eyes lighting up
laughngly from within.
ats my business 10 ace things p'cturoSq'oiJ
ard when your aunt told me this place was
haunted u ,,
81 know faith the story OF Beatrice.
hctu a an HeatrlCF
Atpdoed then. my name is not that At all
aOb' thought" here he took the sandal-woou
"a, from, Nj. pockct-"I supposed ths was yours
I aApd An il IN. too 80 paid Miss Cadogna h'iolng
ont her hand for il. Yes. wrote the name on H.
.be added bat It's not my name for all That sure
Two bccn wondering ali the time | was IN London
whatever I'd done with NV fan
81 fonnd IL on this window SILL
T." Well loft 10 there the day before went AWAY
tLop. And / remember Sooing yon-that H. IL was
anne ,nan-outsido there that day. Faith, ho stared
stme"
4you .ce how everything conspired to make me
,bink von more than mortal. Besides. your aunt
id that pobody had entered this part of the house
for twenty years
aWeu. now. Mr. Ambrose, I'll tell you the truth
il" ntcrposed the young Lady. seating herself on
oue of the carved chests. and lnteracng her white
6,,ers round one knee Aunt FitZ, do you see, Is
romapt,c aud supersttious and all like that-as
You'll have been noticing yourself this some whHe
past-and she was after telling me about Beatrice
how she was murdered down there and the place
haunted ever since that time TIL at last I'd curl
osity to como and see what she looked like. Well,
wasa bit afraid too at the first but when found
the big door was locked against me, made up my
mind tha. open that door | would anyway SO | got
some oil and a feather and just turned the key,
and IN / went. But nothing did ind there so |
came to the other door and
"Openrd thar too
Not lust the same day; got frightened again
a. myself | suppose, for there was nothing else l
saw there; but the door seemed ready 10 open and
swallow me- So took a night 10 ia nix it over.
Amt FItz went to mass but | told her Ia head
ache. and would stay at home. But on twas 4
good ,careI got. to puns me for the ia told For
when had got the door ODeu II so still. and 50
dark too | could bear my own heart beat and
was looking everywhere for the ghost climbed mp
the stairs aud peeped through the curtain, and
then what a scream l gave, Path thinks l. there
she i, at last"
Here Miss Cadogaa laughed again. - Twas my
self saw u the big lOOkingglass yonder' She CON
tuued. pointing to the Venetian mirror; and
sure | never liked my looks so little - DID that
tme,-But however, Mr.. Ambrose, I'll not bee
taklnr MP your time with a story of nothing al all
"A
to be dom. bit Of real ling or writing OF thinking
by myself. and nobody the wiser; and, indeed, no
one knew where | was. had the courage To dis
turb ma. till you found ont the way for yourself
Mo-, that you have come, have no excuse for
staying said Ambrose reluctantly.
-'Tisn't that would drive you away, then Miss
Cadogua replied. You're making better Use OF
the place than ever did was looking at the fine
picture downstairs, before | came up here. Maybe
you'd paint my portrait some day ~
"Woud You like thAt'" demanded Ambrose.
looking NJ her.
"Inde,d would then ELSE what would mamma
and Aunt Fitz do. when I'm married and gomez
You're going to he married {" said Ambrose.
scarcely Disgusting sudden and vehement feeling
OF resentment.
aY,, sure. If the right man will have me I'm
Old enough" replied the Young lady smiling an 4
lingering the braids at the back OF her neck
"Oh, then it isn't-hc isn't-WLat sort of a man
is the right one p
"Wcu. he'll be good looking -that'- the first
thing"
And rich of course :"
q don't 80 much mind about that And good
natur.l" she went ON. for I've the DEVILS own
temper myself. 8suug Your pardon. Mr. Ambrose
and ohclIcnt-for that's what mamma and Ann.
Iltl never taught me how 20 he. and irlV is ton
late: and head over ears M love with me. else Id
drive him mad in mouth. poor mau''- and h,r0
she met Ambrosc's eyes aud laughed.
"You'd not be hard to suit remarked The artist
"you mJ.t have met dozen such mru every day,
while YOU were in Londou'
"Aht but there's ou, thing I've not mentioned
yet ard that's not 80 easy"
d" Must boz be seven feet high. w.tg "a bclrd dIv4
10 h.s wastP
"Ihat may be as 10 please God but whatever
else lc h4s ar has NOT hc shall have noble blood 30
rs veins. or he's not for me- SAID Mics tsdo.ua
with certain serousnr,, ia the midst oi hrr play
fAlne,s. IN marry "a man of rauA, and Dee caile
My Lal,,' or Your Grace, or may be- Your u a.