Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-07-17

are you, Horace?"
The utter ahs,lrdity of the question mad
them all laugh. Horace and Herbert thanked
Heaven they were not radicals.
ssBut there are respectable radicals, arr
there notg" asked Frank innocently.
GA few" said Horace. Sad as the truth
was he was obliged to confess that there were
one or two radicals of his acquaintance whose
social position raised them above considera
ton of their political creed. TWAS a fault ii
what was otherwise a fairly well-organiZed
world It was satisfaction to have Franks
word that he was not radical. They told
him SO gravely.
''Ifancy Mr.. Carruthers is a communist,
said Beatrice mischievously.
'sThen my expressed opinion of your shrewd-
ness suffers"
''But what are your views, Frank?' asked
Horace.
81 have none in particular. I am willing
| to be guided by the best authorities
| selves, for instance. Tell me why you hate
| radicals 500"
"They are so-So-un-EngliSh."
| "Ah. Then detest them. Now you know
| what am I am English. Are you English
Horace?'
| They told him solemnly they hoped and be
but they told themselves they were English
men with insular excrescences rubbed off by
foreign travel.
eyes, said Frank, 'it's great thing to be
English Few people realize what it means.
do most thoroughly"
''That's right" said Horace. Inspite of the
landowner article, he was growing quite easy
about his guest.
'Iwould pass a law" said Frank gravely,
"making it penal for any Englishman to learn
word of a foreign tongue. Every time an
English child conjugates a French or German
verb he retards the millennium"
1.-THE millennium p said Beatrice, astonished.
ssYes-my idea of the millennium-which
is when the whole civilized world speaks
English. If we could only converse in our
own tongue every nation would be forced to
learn it, and so hasten the happy day.
Wherever the English language gets good
footing, it conquers."
"Of course you speak only your own lam
guage?" said Beatrice. She was by now get
ting quite interested.
''In my ignorance of what was right
learned one or two others. l am trying to
forget them, but I can't do So"
s'Well, in what other way would you show
your patriotism?' asked Horace, who was
amused.
II would cling to every bit of foreign land
we acquired, whether gained by force, fraud,
purchase, or discovery. I wouldn't think
whether it paid to keep it or not. 1t must
benefit tho original owners to become Angli-
cised; and whatever place it is, it is sure to
come in useful some day."
''No wonder you hate radicals" said Her
BERT approvingly.
'Well, what else?' asked Beatrice. He
had been for the most part addressing his
remarks to her, so she had right to ask.
''Lots more. But, as we are all so English,
let me ask you question. Doesn't it some
times jar upon your mind to think that we
are obliged to anoint full-blooded Germans as
our kings and queensa How much English
blood has the prince in his veins!'
That was very startling question. The
Talberts Immediately began to run down
the royal family tree. Frank took piece of
bread.
''I'll show you by an illustration" he said.
"Youu be frightened. Here's James the
First, /" he pointed to the bread. Here is his
daughter Sophia" he cut the bread in half
'Here's George the First, !" he cut the bread
again. ''Here's George the Second cutting
again. "Here's George the Third" cutting
again. ''Here's Edward, Duke of Kent, E" cut
ting again. 'Here's the Queen, God bless her!'
cutting again. 'Here's Albert Edward,
heaven preserve him!" He cut the bread for
the last time, and sticking the tiny morsel
that remained on fork, gravely handed it
to Beatrice
''It's notifying state of things, isn't it,
he said, ''for those who are so thoroughly
English as ourselves? Don't you sympathize
tlo Jooo},:x,c, NTicc C1,,,eo,D,
81 think you are talking rank treason"
said Beatrice. She scarcely knew whether
he was in jest OF earnest. Perhaps he didn't
know himself.
The dinner proper was just over. Whit
taker came in with the crumb brush and
swept away James I. and his descendants
through the female side AS soon as the
wine was placed on the table the door was
opened and little Harry trotted into the
room. He was allowed to make his ap-
pearance for few minutes at this time
whenever there was no company. The Tai
berts, remembering their theory, put up
their eye glasses to note the paternal instinct
their guest might display.
"Halloo!" he cried, ''another pleasant sur
prise" No doubt he meant to imply that
Miss Clauson's presence at Lakewood House
was the first.
"Now, who is this?" he asked as the boy
ran to Beatrice's side. evil he come to me?
am really fond Of children"
Tempted by the irresistible bride of grapes
the boy trotted round the table. Frank
picked him up, kissed him, tickled him,
stroked his golden hair, and admired him
greatly, but showed none of those emotions
which the Talberts imagined they would de-
tect In fact, the way in which he met the
boy removed their base suspicious entirely.
They were glad of this, although it plunged
them back into darkness. They felt very
friendlily disposed towards their cousin and
were glad to be able to think him as honor
able man as themselves. Probably they
never really doubted this.
So in reply to his question as to whose
child this merry, laughing boy was, they told
him the history of his appearance, and how
Beatrice had begged that he might be kept at
Lakewood House,
II don't wonder at it." said Frank. 81
wish some one would send me another Just
like him.
Beatrice gave him look of gratitude.
Every word that confirmed her in possession
of the child was welcome to her. She had
not yet looked at Mr.. Carruthers in any way
which carried emotion with it, Her glance
was revelation. Till then he had no idea OF
what dark gray eyes could express.