The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1886-12-09

boiting bis vieiuaia. F"
Clarissa had improved. She was
simple aud unrufilled. But Jennie
had become insufferable- Counts and
countesses, lords aud ladies flnaled
back ward aud forward between her
niOther and her. The conversation
had such an excessively aTistoera.ic
flavor ulat Mr.. AtkinsOnis remiuis-
cence, aprOpUs Of the punch, about
the way his father started in the junk
business had the effect % a chill,
which Mns. Atkinsnn putialiy re-
moved by asking fir the prairie
chickens which Capt Cavendish her
maiesty's guards, travelling la the
states" had sent.
They were spoiled, ma'am," said
LudOvie, shortly
No more was said, although Mr..
Atkinson opened his mouth ~ II To
express Incredibly.
When LudOvic had len the ROOM
Mrs. Atkinson looked severely to-
ward her lord. "YOu must not az
gravate Ludovie by contradietIng
him. He almost gave q warming yes
terday when Clarissa asked him to
bring In the tennis set. A butler
never does that"
i've never been used Ia buffers. -
said Clarissa, laughing, "sO I don't
know. Bnt u seems 10 me that Luz
dOvie Is more the master Of tails huuse
than papa Is.
Hush p whispered Mrs. Atkinson.
a. the naughty nienial euterei. I'VE
pay him an awful price, she wins
pered 10 me Hes always threaten
ing to leave and go back. I'D let him
golf 1 could give n dinner without
nim," murmured the poor woman
looking really worried.
ClaTissa was very gentle; she show
ed me the grounds and talked great
deal OF Sir Boyle Roche. Once OF
twice she called him Edward. Then
she eOlOred and was quiet. She sci
dom spoke Of him except when We
were alORe. l asked Il he were IT.
lated 70 the famous Sir Boyle. She
laughed and said no. This was 10 be
his first visit to WentwOrth MarOr-
called 80 after Lord Wentworth,
Baron Atkinson, one Of their recent
IL discovered sneestOrs Of the family.
/ liked her more and more she seem
ed happy. yet worried, sometimes.
"Oh, dear, +" she said one evening. as
she sat In = low chair, her Sigh fig
ure surrounded by pufls Of tuile aud
satin; "hOw / hate all this - The
AtkInsOns were having n big din
neF," rs AtkisOn pere called il. "H0w
hate the fuss and the etiquette and
the pretension Of Il ALL Why should
we live such a sham life? On, like
good mauners and nice things, but
not this strain OF pretending what we
are not. Look at Jennie, with her
English slang and her determination
to marry a tile. On, / know you'll
say know your compliments 10y
heart, Mr. Fiizpatriek-that nothing
Is too good for an American girl; but
some things are too bad. aud one az
them is 10 marry title he,Hu-e one
Is rich"
And the baronei >" sa.d, with a
bow.
"Oh!" a niisehIeyous hight canie
into her eyes, aud she paused, then
she laughed.
"l'il De honest with you He's not
\ barOnrt He's plain Edward Boyle,
dry goods, Syracruse, y. 1. Pupi
knows u, but he was afraid 90 invite
any body here Tut you without a tile
When we're married we'll break the
truth TO her gently. or course, mani
ma won't let papa give rs much I;
well not be rich but we'll be hottest
aud OUsefUeI"
'Sir Boyle Roche - cried the foot
man.
A tall. slight. red mustached young
l.. a d
glanced At his face and met his eye
II was a shrewd but pleasant face,
with bright, good humOred eyes and
broad forehead. tie looked like
somebody. Who could IL be? At
least he had nice look, and men
tally congratulated Clarissa, In spite Of
her deceit.
The dinner was magnificent.
took Jennie In, Sir Boyle leading
with Mrs. Atkinson; 4 rather rickety
count from sOme South America legi-
ton took Clarissa | grew weary OF
Jennie's English accent, until Luz
dOvic entered with the wine cooler
Hesmiled In his usual naughty way.
When his eyes fell on Sir Boyle his
face changed.
Mother OF Moses % he whispered.
dropping the apparatus he brought in
with q erash.
Sir BOYLE looked un from his plate
Larry, as ! liye!" lie exclaimed
Aud when did you cOms ewes - lie
forgot etiquette, junipet up and se'z-
ed Ludovic's hand. LudOvie's eyes
filled with tears.
"Och. Eddie. ma bouchail IL
little I thought 10 fud sou again.
Sure, when / went away FROM the OLD
cabin, you we're a bit or n boy. And
80 the mothers I heard that, though
lost track Of you all entirely. AND
me dear little bruther Eddie's count
back 10 me-thank God the Onll
one Of me blood have in the world.
IL Was an odd scene. "5ir Boyle"
in bis evening suit, With q Jacque-
minot rose Ia his buttOnhOle, embrau
ing the man iniiveFy +; Clarrissa, pale
aud trembling; Jennie amazed, ami
Mns. Atkinson, standing iu the atii
tude ola Medea about % murder her
children. Nobody spoke. Mr. A.
kinsOn gulped down glass Of cham
payne.
'Sir Boyle" his eyes moist, turned
to Mr.. Atkinson.
This is my only brother, Mr.
Atkinson. Owing 20 the eireum-
stances very common in Ireland, he
left US when / was a small boy
came here and made the best Of the
IN your country
II hear you've been making Sleeps
eyes at Miss Claia there interrupted
LudOyic. well, take him, Miss
Clara" he added, leading the young
man up to that young lady, with
sweeping, paleFnal gesture. "She'-
the best Of EN- he continued. adj
dressing me IN q loud whisper, bat +"
with q sigh. Il wish the boy hal
looked higher up In society"
Both Mrs. Atkinson aud Buduvic
look on the marriage ~ a shocking
mistake. I'VE must get Out Of this
country. A nice condition Ofrepubli-
ian simplicity when ones bnttler's
brother can marry ones daughtr,"
she said 10 Hon. George w. SpriEgf,
Dnre known as the "chami lon bar
lender Of Oshkosh" He agreed that
L was dreadful. LudOvlc passed into
mother family, when ne resumed his
Jwn uame-"L,arry.n
The last I heard Of the Atkinsons
vas the report that Mr.. Atkinson had
Fought q castle In Italy with an estate
u ave acres, which carried with u the
lille Of the Count Of Spaghetti de
Monte Ross. Still, I fancy that the
lsW Counties Of Spaghetti De Monte
Rosa Is still unhappy beeauee she D.
-ich. I know that the Count - hap
der because Of the loss Of his BUTLER
Maurice r. Egan-