The Dillon tribune., 1885-07-11

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" You ,oere right not to come alone," he said.
'will you step in and ask II lady can see
q Mrs. Rawlings, who is staying thsrc!
Mordle obeyed.
Beatrice drew down her vail and leaned
back in the cab. She closed her eyes, as i,
for tho moment to shut out her surrounding.
"It must be donc!' she murmurod. I-,
eyes were still clo5ed when she heard Mo:dlc
his clear accents just tempered BY suro-is,.
saying that thu person sho wantod was in ta.
house, and would SEQ her. Beatrice moved
as IL to leave tho cab. The curate kept the
door closed.
miss Clauson," he said, ''can I not dc
your GRAND for youl This seems scarcely
the place for you to enter"
He spoke more gravely than usual. Hi
mind was picturing the CONSERVATION into
which Horace and Herbert would bo thrown
did they but know that their niece was visit
ing such place as this Ho felt ho was be.
traying q trust and until he co.ld cssu:e
himself that the end moro than justified tbs
means would be i'll at case.
"No," said Beatrice, II alone can do it.
P:caso do not follow me; but l should be glao
il you viii wait for me-"
Very reluctantly he opened the cab door,
and with many E:;sgivings watched Beatrice
70 rast tho soddcc-eecod man, who cast after
her look Of n::dlin approval; he watched
her so past the colorcd bottles and the pewter
coun.cr, and disappear from sight. As she
vanished, Sylvanus, who was shrewd enough
to feel that it would bo moral ruin for clergy
man, especially ono who was but q curate, tC
| be seen at such an hour Of the morning hang
| ing about the door Of such tavern, ensconced
himself in tho depths Of the cab, aud waited
and wondered. He honestly believed that
| whatever might be the mission which
brought Beatrice to such place, it's objec,
was perfectly pure and womanly. Yet HI
was unhappy, and felt guilty. Horace and
Herbert sat heavily on his conscience. Char
table as he knew them to be, prompted by
charity as he persuaded himself was Bea-
trice's unknown elrand, he was fully aware
that NO milk Of human kindness possessed by
the Talberts would induce them to consent to
their niece's exercising tho sacred quality In
such dingy purlieus, or under the roof ot
such a questionable establishment as the
'.Cot and Compasses" The limits of the
charitable obligations of Hazlewood House
were strictly defined by the boundaries ot
Oakbury parish.
At the end of the cleaning pewter coun
tor Beatrice encountered the widowed
landlady, whose frame, expansive after the
manner Of widowed landladies, filled up ths
narrow passage. She eyed Miss Clause,
curiously, and then conducted her to u snug
parlor at tho back Of the bar. Inn parlor.
Of this sort arc always cosy and warm. Thi
was no exception to the rule. A cosy, Low
room, and 4.ot without cheerful ornaments
seeing that it boassed largo tea tray inlait
with mother of pearl, several colored prints
and handsomely framed coppor-plate writ
ten document, which proclaimed to all VIII,
cared to read it that the deceased proprietor
was member Of tho Ancient Order OF Cd.
Fellows.
Beatrice noticed none Of these artistic ell,
bcllishments. She took the chair which wa
Q offered her, and, without raising her veil
G await ID the appearance Of Mrs. Rawlings
q As no woman with any pretensons to re
It spoctab.!ity aud solvency would think q
{. facing en- unknown visitor without som
Il little smoothing Of plumes and adjnstmeu
:. of attire, Mss C!auson had tn wait savcra
IS minutes for tho desired a,d:e;,ce. At las
r. sho heard tho door open, and. with a stitle
d sob, sho rose. turned, and fa,'e., the ns,
= conner.
= Mrs. Rawli, $ good-natured round, COZ,
monplaIe faf wore an expression OF wonde,
ment. She w that her vi>ito: was OF
ID class ditfe: from that which usually ho,
;, ored her w a morning call. AS trihut
to Miss Clau IS undeniably lady ylike appea
ance the good woman's greeting, which IL
}. gnn with Il nod ended in something like
. curts,y.
Is please be seated, miss," she said ~ he.
you want to speak to me-"
! c.,s.l tee ~>l>
III voice. II wish to speak to you about tt
Il child wh,ci. you claim, as yours. wish
r hear what YOU have to say
N The womans face grew grave. 'Ah,"s 81
to said, II must send Tor my husband. HI
W managing the business
1, Beatrice made an i,nperious gesture Of d
10 sent What have to say must be said
or you. Kindly sec that We speak without i
Of terruption." Mrs. Rawlings settled back
" her chair rather sullenly. and eyed her veil
q -isl.or with lnc:eas.st curiositv Sudden
>. Beatrice a"ain spoke:
~ TEL rle, she said, in tones of strouy I
at proach, AID, perhaps unw:se!y, scorn-''t;
es mo why YOU dare to claim as your own
- child whom you saw for the first time fe
ho days ago"
ag Mrs. Rawlings seemed troubled She cou
not geo her visitors eyes, but had tho u
he comfortable feeiing that they were gazil
rs. sternly at her. rs if striving to read t
re truth III hcr p,rturbed features.
ed 'Wc lost little boy" she faltered o,
81. "a dear little boy Of that age. My man
certain this is ours
,w But yoa-you are not certain A III
Us nay sa:ks n mistake as to his own child. b
N. not y I.2:::!al Tho n,other does not forg