Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-04-26

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Nurse with thai baby perftct mas Of
wraps; the boy with more bundles; the bat
Ter with hamper. rs 4 they were going
picnickirg at that time Of night-saking
hat infant out when it ought to have been
in bed. No riddle class mamma would
have allowed it; only in illregnlated arts
,ocraiic nurseries was such thing possible
They staid out TIL eight / met them on
The Parade, for really my anxiety about thai
poor little darling was such that couldpf
90 in I'LL had seen her safe home. The|
nurse gave me contemptuous look as che
passed, with baby lying like log in her
arms, fast alseep and as yellow as guinea
Sea sick, poor little wretch, and no wonder
Have you seen the babyY were MrS
Bsyhffes 6rst words to me when We met IN
the town next day. such q sweet little
thing: and the nurse most superior person.
Whose baby?' asked csrelessly. She
didn't know, any more than i did
"Oh, one of the Corbyne family, you
know. At least that's the crest "a crow
fyiny with castle in its claw. Dreadful
affair, the burning Of Castle Crosnest, isn't
irY' And she slipped away from the SOB
Jet.
Friday passed as Thursday had done;
The baby was brought out and IN and all
over the place, till every creature 10 the
town was talking about her. Mr.. Bowler
and his hampers and cases went to and FRO
between the yacht and the pier, and was
kept awake half the night BY the viking
taking in coal. Ny one comfort was that
Sunday was coming, and my nephew Ted
He is fine young fellow, the sharpess OF
rising young attorneys clerks and ne spends
every Saturday and Sunday here during the
Summer. he would tell me all about the
Corbyne family directly and who the Hon
orsbie Florinda could possibly be.
. Saturday morning brought a note from
Mrs. Ftz-C onnsught. tore it open. Would
you believe it? Not word about the new
people from beginning to end. Only, AS
| had kindly offered to help her, would
open the locked closet in her room, and get
out the purple folio of sketches? She wanted
it sent at once. The key was enclosed.
And that was all.
OF course started directly. The house
was shut up as usual, and after ringing and
knocking twice heard the bolts and chains
updoue, and the footman in mis- shirt sleeves
confronted me. / showed my letter and
KEY, ard demanded admission. He seemed
dispcsed to object at first, but | was very
firm, and got in az last. Such pig sly the
p!sce looked! The hall still in confusion,
with halt empty boxes and bales about,
Not brush or buster had been laid on
he stairs since the Fitz Connsughts LETT,
and in Mrs. Fitz-Connsughts own room, IN
the middle Of the satin counterpart, lay
dirty little heap which the tootman, who ran
I'D stairs before me, picked up and carried
of, kicking. 1t was the Honorable Florln'
ds, sucking ham bone, neither washed nor
dressed, while my lady was out boating!
got the portfolio and hurried away, resolved
70 do my duty toward my neighbor, as L
understood it, before another day was over.
There Was train in half an hour to Lon,
'op, and decided on going up myself and
akiDg the sketches to the st. Midland s
aud the opportunity of relieving my mind
20 Mrs. Fitz Connsught.
Up at the station | met Mrs. B4yhf4
Very few comingS and goings pass unseen
by her.
Going up to town, Miss Wybird? Tell
Mrs. Connaught, if you see her, that hel
'sar little friend is well and blooming
ooh. do you think SOL? sail CURLY
"Wby, met her Just now coming mp from
her boat and she looked sweet" was the
tremendous fb | received in reply. | was
GO amazed to contradict it.
Mrs. Fitz-Connaughi received me and the
.ketches with enthusiasm. She kissed me
ordered luncheon, unpacked the sketches,
Az sirewed them all over the table and sofa
in breath.
There it is" she cried, bouncing on
Jew of splendid old castle half in ruins.
Poor dear, think the sight Of it may be a
comfortr
1t was no use expecting her to attend to
me till she bad done with her own subject,
so looked int rested and asked where it
vas
"Crcsnest Castle, you know. To think OF
hat poor sketch being all that now remains
oh forgot. you haven't seen the Cor6ynes,
after all Poor Floriuda is too utterly
crushed BY her troubles to think Of Daisy.
cliffe for the present. / met her and the
Earl on the Right last year Such charm
ing people. They we're looking for quiet
place with good yachting, AID mentioned
paisycliffe You know that / am quite con-
vinced that the place does not aud never
lid suit me, whatever Oscar thinks, aud was
90 delighted when they offered to take our
house OF our hands. promised to tell no
one she was coming, as she wanted perfect
repose."
Dear Mrs. Fitz Connaught, you might
have trusted me, said reproachtully. but
sho on earth is the bsbyY
She took no notice, and went on.
"As soon as we got to town we heard OF
his dreadful catastrophe. Crosnest Castle
burned to the ground one day while the fam
ily were at the Derby! Most of the men
servants were away without leave; no one
knew what to do, and the whole place was
: ruin in few hours The loss is awful.
al he Countess diamonds, plate, pictures,
hooks, and Lord Corbyne's collection Of
curiosities, worth | daren't say how much,
I'll DESTROYED The heaviest insurance
couldn't repay them" y,
But if they haven to Daisychtt9,
I persisted, who do You suppose is the
tGbyY
She listened at last, though rather Ian
guidly, to nv story.
Some relation. fancy; they are large
family. | dare say they thought it pity
to make no use of the house"
She was provkiugly Indifferent, but prom
ised to find out and let me know.
In the train was Ted. l told him the
whole history on the way down. he had no
hesitation in settling the point. "0ne OF
The Fledgliugs, Of course. Viscouut BlacSi-
top, the eldest son, has children l know,
though the Countess dosen't care to be re-
minded of it. / wouldn't talk too much
about the baby 10 her if you meet at Daisy
chae. It's uncommonly odd" he went on;
1--WE had the Corbyues and their affairs on
my mind sll the week, and didn't expect to
come across them again on Sunday"
You? Why what can 20 have to do with
tbemY'
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