The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1886-04-18
HIS SECOND CHANCE.

at his wrathful little cousin.
II don't exactly phrase i. in these terms
Hetty," said he. quietly. IF you mean tc
question whether am intending TO offel
myself 10 Miss Deerhayep, | can only
answer to you Yes
ut is trap, and insist upon 1t that il
is, said Helty, vehemenLly. "Oh. dear.
why will men be SO wise on all other sub
jecIs, and 60 idiolically blind when women
are concernedS julia Deerhaven is an
ill-tempered, scheming
sHet.yf'
She is not your wife yet; no. nor your
fiancee, thank goodness, persisted Helty
"ani something may happen u open your
eyes before you have hopslcssly committed
yourself.
''Heity, said Mr.. Carisforde, rcstlessly
turning lead pencil round and round in
his fiugers, what has occurred 10 give
you such prejudice-an unfcunded one,
as | sincerely hope--agaiusl Miss Deer
haven? She is certainly pretty, and
"Prclty7 Yes. " said Helty, with shrug
Of her shoulders, $50 is a spotted tiger
pretty after its fashion. aud black and
yellow leopard
ana amtdDe.
NO, interrupted Hetty, emphatically
'her temper is anything but the temper to
make mans life happy"
What makes you think so?''
Il don't think so, said Hetty, with an
air OF calm assertion. Il know il; she is
ill-natured, shrewish TO her poor old father
and understandable in every relation
of life"
You mi judge her, Hetty am SURF"
pleaded MIR. Carlsforde, with troubled
look.
''Oh, of course answered Hetty, satiri-
cally; THAT'S always a mans argument.
| only hope you won't find my judgment
correct when it is too Late to mend mat
ters'
Sat all events she is industrious, or she
would never have undertaken to teach the
district sch ,ol. y
Yes; because she wants more money
than she eau screw out Of her father for
dress ornaments and Inappropriate jew
elry."
Now you arc uncharitable, Hetty'
'.Oh, am II" retoiied Hetty, with toss
of her pretty lii lie head. Just you wait
and see for yourself that's all; only don't
say that haven't warned yeu."
And sic fitted out Of the room like a
butterfly, in high dudgeon.
Richard CarisfOTde sat with contracted
brows ard grave. thoughtful eyes, as he
still turned aud twisted tue cedar pencil
between his fingers. Could it be possible
that there was any shadow Of truth in what
Hetty Morgan had just been saying to him
No, surely not-and yet-the reflection
would keep recurring TO him that if it was
SO, what u very disagreeable discovery it
would tie TO make too late. He thought
of Julia Deerhaven, fair, serene aud dew
eyed as an ang,l-surely she could be
naught but what she emed. Hetty must
be.mstaken; aud yet Hetty was generally
pretty shlewd in her conclusions. quick to
understand, and an adept in reauing all
the signs of character.
lis there no way of dccipheriDg this
riddle?7 sighed the would-be lever. Oh,
for a wise woman to unfold The mysteries
offuturily--for clue of hidden meaning
of a sweet voice or a gentle glancel
remember how, as a boy,I used to write III
my copy-book, over and over again, All
is not gold that glitlersr eau it be posi-
Bile that am destined to liys over the sig
iticancc of The words? Ii Julia DeerhaveH
s4jiot perfect, then women are more Of
dissimulators than | have any idea
and DR.. DICK Carl ,forde, too unquict to
sit sill, went for long walk, who's, wind
Jugs took him past The one-story school
house where Miss Deerliavea taught young
ideas how TO shoot, at the rate Of twenty
four dollars month, and in sight OF the
lower farmhouse under the hill where
Farmer DeeIhaven himself dwelt, trying
to force precarious living out of The ster-
lie aud rocky soil. For the fair Julia was
the eldest of seven young Dcerhavens, and
money didu't grow on every blackberry
bush III the pasture meadows, by any
means, as the poor tiller of the soil found
10 his cost
1T was no very tempting caskct to en-
shrine the jewel of Julia Deerhavcn's rich
blonde beauty yet Richard Carisforde
stood looking at it as lovers will gaze upon
the homes of those they have learned to
worshi p, until the purple crash came down,
like royal cultain, all glittering with
stars, and light flushed out of the lowly
easement, where, perhaps, even then,
Julia was Tightening her mothers house
hold cares with the tender ministrations OF
fi'ial love.
He stood quite silent and immovable for
full t. n minutes-then started as il from q
magnetic trance.
Il can but try it, he said, as If address
ing some other presence Than his own lHdI-
vidudlIty. 1t seems a strange. unnatural
way of solving The riddle. but am placed,
just now, in position where convic ional
form and mere surface inquiry are actu-
ally worse than nothing. 4 will go back
once again to the pictured visions OF my
boyhood, and temporarily play the part OF
the disguised Salan VIII visited the streets
of.the Eastern city, seeing life. as from his
throne he never could have had the oppor-
tunity to behold It's various phases. Hetiy's
real Friendship fSr me deserves that the
matter should be tested-and if she is
really right, why then
Mr.. Carisforde did not finish the SEN
tcnce-it was not an alternative upon
which lie liked to look.
Miss Deerhaven released from the duties
of preccptress of the little school-housc al
the crossroads, was stretched upon the
kitchen lounge, in no very picturesque
dishabille, her feet thrust into loose sup
pers, her yellow hair pushed back, and Q
novel in her hands, while The SIX younger
Deerhavens were paying about the noor
and their mother, flushed and wearied
with her long days work, which was MOI
approaching It's cud-bent over the COOK
ipg-stoye- when a knock sounded on the
outer door. Miss Deerhaven started L
her feet.
IF it should be anybody sheexclaimec
soto vocc; and such u figure,
Oh. pshaw j" said Jtsey, tie eldest boy
Jules visitors all go to the front door
and old Carisforde has conc to New YORK
cause Miss He.ty told me 50 when Itool
pail Of blackberries up there 70 sell tll'
lnornin'l'
Will you stop your noise, said Mis-
julia, imperiousIy, or will | give yot
something thai will make your Mother
why don't you 60 to the door7"
II thought perhaps you were going my
DEAR said the farmers wife, humbly.
We'll, I'm not, said Julia, petulautly
II should think you might know enou =
for that, and one in this dicssl Hurry VI
why dou't your
Mrs. Dcerhaven obey cd her pretty daugh
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