The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1888-10-10

Men are so mean," she continued, with
the same scorn in her voice. "There was
a fox-a grown fox-that the real hounds
hunted last year, and he ran down TO the
shore and took TO the sea, and swam-oh,
so gallantlv! The hounds could not get
him nor the hunters; but what do you
think some men did who were in boat,
and saw him2 They rowed so that they
crossed his path, for he was making for a
tongue of land, and they beat him to
death in the sea with their oars-the cow
ards That saw myself, for l was up
above on the cliffs, and 1 could not do
anything to save him."
"Men are very ignoble; and the new
worship of humanity has beast for its
god" replied Guilderoy.
She went on walking, holding the little
fox to her with both arms. Guilderoy
walked beside her, with the bride of his
horse over his arm.
"But how can your fatbg. allow you TO
wander ABOUT so lar all alone p he asked,
looking at the profile of his companion,
and thinking of Romney's Emma Hamil-
ton, which it resembled.
She laughed, a child's careless laugh
ter.
'I do not think he even knows I do
! IOdIu dDOubg nC 10 bO dDSOIOCu
books and papers. He is so good to me
oh, so good But he would never think
to ask where l was all day; and, besides,
the moors are as safe as our garden.
Nothing has ever happened until to-day !;
and to-day the men would not have an
noyed me if L had not taken away their
cub. OF course, had no business, really,
to take it"
aVVbv did Won tban ?p
because / would much sooner do
wrong-yes, even crime, l think-than
see see any helpless little thing hurt.
Would not your"
eyes, would certainly; l like animals.
They are great mysteries, and men, in
stead of endeavoring to win their way into
their closed souls, have only beaten the
owners into captivity"
The girl paused moment and looked at
him earnestly.
81 like you very much" she said, with
gravity, as a child of five years old might
have said it.
Il am exceedingly pleased" said Guide
| roy, inclined to smile, for he was adored
/ and flattered by all women of the great
world, and used TO the most subtle COM
, pliment, the most charming homage. "You
have not told me whom l have the honor
! of speaking to. May ! ask what is your
fathers name?"
"Our name is Vernon. Vernon oi
| Llanarth."
''Is it possible that your father is John
Vernon, of Llanarth ?" he asked, in In
! tense surprise.
He remembered the name, though
vaguely. When he had been a very
young man the story of Vernon ol
1lanarth had been the theme OF society
for a season. He had forgotten it utterly
| for years; now its memories rose before
him, shadowy, but full OF reviving
| interest.
eyes; he used to be rich, but he lost al
his money. IT is many years ago. dc
not remember his being rich at all. You
seem surprised. Did you never know
that we were here then2 We are your
/ tenants, / think"
'T know so little of the neighborhood. y
eyes; and my father says it is very
wrong of you. He says you play into the
hands OF democrats; that at the radical
meetings in the great towns they always
cite you as an example OF those who have
all the fruits OF the land without toiling
for il and take their substance from the
poor to spend in foreign countries. Why
do your"
al did not look for a political lecture,
said Guilderoy; az am always having
one at home from my sister, and am not
aware that ] take any substance from the
poor. believe, on the contrary, that the
poor are better off on the lands of LadYs-
rood than they are anywhere else in the
southwest of England. Is it possible that
your father holds these opinions? The
Vernons were always wings, but never
radicals"
"He does not hold them. He is sorry
that anyone holds them, and he is sorry
that the great mobiles who stay away from
their estates, as you do, give agitators an
excuse to make the people hold them"
az am not sure that my example would
| be more edifying il l lived on them. II
you will not let me carry that poor little
beast for you, will you let me mount you
in my saddle2 You are tired, though you
will not own it, and you will be able to
carry the cub much more comfortably fol-
himself which is, no doubt, the argument
which will have most weight with you"
1t was not easy to persuade her, but she
did at last consent, and sprang wdh rapid
ity on To the horses back, scarce v touch.
ing Guilderoy's hand. He put The little
| fox up in the saddle in front of her, and