The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-01-10

M UGH ADO
A NoVELETTE-BY FRANCES HoDGsoN BURNETT.
"andO POPULAR Novels
PART III.
Il help thinking of that yesterday,

II oeul& not help thinking of that yesterday,
said Nell hurriedly.
"Did you see him yesterday said her mother.
"Yes, mamma 1 went Down to the beach
when took my walk-our own beach--where
thought was sure I should meet no one. II
seemed as if there were some sort of unpleasant
fate ia it, thought would sit on the rocks
and make sketch, aud just as / was going to
sit down found book lying near me. Ipicked
it up and saw the name. 1t was John Hamilton,
And just as was reading it he came back
"Ah, Nell my dearl
! 1T could not be helped, mamma. gave il
TO him and he bowed and I bowed and turned
away. He did not speak, did not give him
time-there was nothing said-only he stood
and looked after me sayagely.p
ut is very unpleasant" said her mother, ''and
It is very sad. His poor mother! She is not
rich, it appears, and his extravagances are a
great burden to her. He is willing to accept any
favors from his cousin, and for her sake Mr..
William Hamilton is most generous to him. He
tries to keep him among respectable people. He
took him abroad with him and tried to give him
taste for honorable pleasures and desire for
decent occupation. He has been received for his
cousins sake and he has really behaved himself
little better lately"
"And he allows his cousin to support him, y
said Nell. "That is the finishing touch"
She turned away and walked to the window.
which was thrown open to the morning air.
And as she did so there passed before the house
. tall and dashing drag, going at rafting pace,
beautifully finished and wellbuilt affair with
two superb horses, driven tandem. She turned
from the window 80 suddenly that Mrs Hunting.
don observed the startled movement and spoke
TO her.
What was 1t, Nelll"
Tilt was he mamma"
And this time Mrs. Huntingdon did not feel it
necessary to ask if che meant Mr.. Jack Hamil-
ton.
AS far as Mrs. Maria Huntingdons ideas of
success were concerned. the literary reception at
which Professor Chasterton appeared was en-
tirely successful Her parlors were well filed;
there were lions who came TO see the leonine
wonder who outlioned them; there were those
who came to see each other, those who came
because they did not know how to get out of it,
but how large proportion because they tender
" dotted upon Mrs. Maria Huntingdon it would
have been a trle hard to say.
Their hostess stood near the door with Prof
Chatterton waiting at her side with slightly
perturbed and puzzled air. He had laudable
desire to do what was expected of him, but he
was not quite sure what it was, Mrs Maria
Huntingdon so bewildered him. Two days
spent under her roof and in her society
had made him wonder more and more
Why he had fallen into her possession. She had
presented him with several of her books, and
had given him detailed account of the disgrace
full manner in which she had been treated by her
publishers. He had heard anecdotes of her
grandparents and had been shown strange and
4erie miniature of the relative who had origi-
nally owned the boots of General Washington
He had not seen the boots, because they were
kept in solemn state at the old family mansion,
which he ENORMOUSLY fancied was gray and
venerable pile surrounded by ancestral acres.
When he afterward saw it by accident and
found it a wooden house at the corner of a viii
lage street, with pasturage in the back yard for
one cow of domestic tastes, he was bewildered
again, and gave up forever endeavoring to solve
these problems Of ancestry. As he heard
his name announced in the unsparine
tones Of his proprietress's voice, as
, be watched the changing faces passing
him he gave himself up entirely to the force of
circumstances. Some of the guests hidden to
the feast were indeed sngular-looking persons,
but there were many others who were, without
doubt. products of high degree of civilization.
Early in the evening his eye fell upon a fair and
blooming mother and her fair and blooming
daughter, who attracted him Immediately upon
their entrance. He thought indeed he had never
seen more charming pair, and when he found
them to be relatives of his hostess he was con-
scious of glancing with guilty haste from Mrs.
Maria Huntingdon's pronounced countenance to
this delightful girl, with her delicate, piquant
face and pretty little head
"She is considered pretty" said Mrs. Maria.
"by some people, but she has not much character
mot much character. am sorry to say"
Notwithstanding this rather alarming state
ment, Professor Chatterton found himself guilty
Of the base weakness of Frightening even visi-
bly, to the naked eye. after a few minutes con-
yersation with the much -be-deplored young
beauty and her mother. He felt less at loss
as they stood near him, and when it became an
parent that they were about to leave him. he
resortei to ingenious subterfuges to detain
them, even going to the unworthy length of af
secting deep and warm affection for some
friends they had met in London. who until that
moment had been ranked among his slight &C
quaintances. He recalled. with somewhat rash
enthusiasm, the solitary occasion when he had
appeared at an afternoon tea at their home,
awelt with glowing fervor upon the pleasure he
hadderived from the occasion. and was just upon
the point of periurine himself on the subject OF
various minor details, when his attention was
attracted by slight movement on the part oil
Hiss Huntingdon; indeed, by something more
shan movement--in fact, by something even
as suggestive as sudden and most beaut;fu,
access of color.