The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-11-14

| of them. or. if che saw them, did not know one
| from the other. There was only one man on
earth whose existence was matter of interest
or Importance to her, and that man was Wiifred
Carnegie, who was going through life with a
savage sombrero pulled down over his ewes and
with the air of bandit because he had been de-
| frauded and deceived
CHAPTER Xxx
One day the sentimental student looking
across the street. his pretty girl at the win
dow with letter in her hand. She was reading
| it with some evidence of mental disturbance, and
/ before she had turned the first page he her
| stop suddenly, with start, and put her hand to
| her heart In an unconscious gesture which was
| full of significance
''She has lover perhaps" sighed the watch
/ er; and the letter comes from him."
| But he was mistaken. The letter was merely
one of Mrs. Dorothy Oswald's. The sentence
which had caused Philippa's start was the fol-
eff Wilfred is not in Vienna now he will be
there soon. He knows nothing of your having
| left London, and in his last letter he mentioned
his intention of joining some people he knows
| some people who are in Vienna"
To Phil it seemed almost dreadful that he
should be so near her. She felt that she could
not bear to see him. She entertained no such
hope as Mrs Dorothss evidently cherished. He
would never forgive her, and since she was sure
| OF this it was better that they should remain
| apart.
II will not go out at all in the DAYTIME" she
| said. IF have any shopping to DO | will do it
| when there can be chance of his recognizing
| me, even if we should meet"
And SO il happened that her admrer across
| the way saw her pass in and out no more for
several days. She remained at home, abiding
by her resolution to run no risk.
But one evening her father came in with some
news. He seemed little excited and was in the
best of high spirits
"You remember Bayham. Phil9" he said
YES" Phil answered, smiling slightly.
IL
Bayham. The Bayhams were the only human
beings with whom she had ever held ything
ike intimate companionshp in her childish
days. Bayham himself-Barney Bayham. as his
friends called him-was rollicking artist with
a homey, rollicking, good natured wife and six
homely, rollickine, good natured daughters
girls who had been amiabe enough to adj
mire Phil desperately. and to vie with each
other in adoring and making much of her.
Fanny, and 'Gena, and Lottie, and Kitty and
Jennie and Annie had formed themselves into a
kind of court around the pretty child Philip
Fairfax brought among them, and Phil had
loyed their simple homage wondrously. They
were not refined or brilliant family. The
women were addressed aud loudv voiced, and
voluble; and Barney Bayhams ''pot- boilers"
scarcely brought them bread and butter, and
often did not pay their debts; but they were
honest and warm hearted, and Phil's soul had
often yearned for their queer freslde, in her
lonely days. All, yes! she remembered the Bay
hams.
II met Barney Bayham to-day" said her faith
er. They have been here for some time, it ap-
pears. went home with him to see Mrs. Bay.
ham and the girls, and when 1 told them you
were with me they were delighted They all
talked at once. Tomorrow they will DO here in
a body, to call upon you"
Phil was glad to hear it AT least, there would
be somebody to care for her a little. They would
take possession of her and make her life some
what more bearable. When, as her father had
prophesied, they came in body to call, the next
morning she received them gratefully. They
filled her room to OVERLOOKING, and talked until
she was bewildered; but they were bashful and
affectionate, and their pleasure at seeing her
again was manifest in every word and tone
Your papa told US you had been to Scotland,
visiting Mrs. Oswald" said Mrs Bayham. 1--WE
have all been envying you. We like Scotland.
We all went to the highlands last year Barnes
took us with him when he went to paint his big
picture for the 'Cademy-the one he didn't get
hung. The Scotch people are very.pice, though
they do say they stingy. Kitty has Scotch
beau, and he isn't stingy-is he. KittyW
mo, that he isn't" said Kitty, laughing as
heartily as the rest did. 1.-The rest of them is
jealous of me. Phil. because get such fine bou-
quets."
If was you Kitty. wouldn't invite Phil to
my party" said Gena She is prettier than she
ever was, and he will be to fall in love with
her and leave you in the lurch."
.Then let HIM, said Kitty, with the best of
good humor IF he is going to fall in love with
handsomer girl he had better do it now And
I'm sure I'd rather it would be Phil than any one
else You must be sure to come to the party,
Phil If we had known you were here. you
would have been invited before any one else
And then it was explained that in the week
following Kitty's birthday occurred, and she was
going to celebrate it with suitable reioicings.
Never mind how old am" she said to Philppa.
She was the oldest of seven, in fact, and her
numerous fiirtations with the callow ones who
were numbered among her fathers friends and
patrons, were her best joke. She pretended
to neither youth nor beauty, and was SO bright,
and light of heart, and quick of tongue that she
had quite a circle of youthful satellites who re-
voved around her and told her their love troubles
and poured forth their plants. 'They
are all in love with Kitty" says Barnes Bayham,
deliehtedly. ''And no wonder! She is good
listener and doesn't want them to be sentimental,
unless when they were talking about another
girl. There are very few well-meaning spooney
youngsters who would not be glad of such a
friend as Kitty"
seeing Phil at the birthday party, but Kitty was
more eager than any of them.
Il won't hear of your staying away" she said.
This is to be my last birthday party. can't
afford to grow any older You must come. Phil.n
So Phil at length consented, though not with
out some inward misgvng as to the reliance to
be placed upon Ter wardrobe
"Never mind about DRESS" said Mrs. Bayham
"Bless you! the girls going to wear their old
white muslins that's been washed twenty times
and they do them up themselves, too. They've
had their wear out of them white muslins can
tell YOU"
Phil had no white muslin, but she had some
thing rather better It was dress pattern of
white tarletan her father had once bought for
her, in a generous mood, when she had not
needed it at all. When the Bayhams had gone
she went to her trunk and brought it forth in its
paper wrapping from the bottom. Nobody but
the Bayhams could have induced her to forsake
her solitude for evening, as it were. She
even felt little interest in her toilet, though,
perhaps, not so much because she cared herself,
as because she knew that, if she looked her
prettiest, the girls would be delighted. She uE-
folded her dress and shook yard or so to look
at
''There is plenty of it, she said with little
approving nod, land know how to make it."
She wasted no time, but began at once, and
before the day ended was actually somewhat ex-
cited over her work When the week had rolled