Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1888-01-13

d -ue Woulu wear IrOCK COHU, once DlaCk,
put now gone green, with ragged tails,
with holes in the elbows and simmer
ing sheen of grease or age upon the wrists
he would have n tall hat with n broken
! brim, for "a a new Lincoln and Bennett is
an outward sign of responsibility, so tall
hat, ancient. shabby and worn is sure
ana certain proof of pOverty-hiS boots
! would be broken down and gaping-he
would have red comforter round his
| neck, and no collar-his nose would be
blue with the cod-his white beard would
be as venerable rs that Of Belsarius in his
| most penurious condition He tried tn
picture Lady Augusta meditating beside
| nun upon che same exalted plane. But
here he broke down. Nobody could mag
inc Lady Augusta in rags, revealing in
these heights of philosophy.
The longer he thought upon this dread
tul possibility the more probable did it
seem, Yes, Paul-but Paul was clad IN
fine raimont and Jared sumptuously. and
seemed to enjoy the good things of the
world prodigiously, as all young men
should-Paul preached perpetually the
doctripe of the nothingness of wealth he
despised wealth his Friends despised
wealth the loss of wealth WIS an Incl
dent not worth mentioning. Yet Mr. Bru
deuel thought how would Paul look in
rags, and with blue nose CARRYING a
basket to hold the broken meats of char
| ity
W
sible: it was even likely Had he not nc
cepted with more than submssion-with
ardor-all these teachings. Had he not
| already gone a long way down the Ancient
| Way, only somehow he forgot what the
scenery was like How could he COM
plain if he was taken at his word and de
prived of that earthly dross which stands
between vanity and wisdom, so that one
may not pass from the glittering realms
of the one to the fair fields of the other
without dropping the burden and weight
! OF wealth, even as the Pilgrim dropped
the load which bound him down He would
be taken at his word. His new Friends
would strip him OF the wealth which he
could not bring himself to despise. When
| his wealth was gone he would be able to
| start fair upon the way of wisdom Great
! and signal and generous as was the gift
| of poverty which his new Friends could
confer upon him, Mr.. Brudenel was not
| happy at the prospect. On the contrary,
| he groaned ne paced the room anxious
| ly: he tossed his arms he sat down nd
got mp again He was in an agony of er.
ror, and it lasted all the day.
! CHI APTER NIX-STILL THE FORENOON.
Paul was otherwise engaged. At eleven
o clock, while Mr.. Brudenel, having failed
in his attempt to transport himself TO
| Abyssinia, was yielding willing ear &c
The whispers of that devil, he went to Cice
| ly's room. Not this time with burning
cheeks and glowing eyes but with hang
! ing head. He went heavily. All this day
he went heavily
All four ladies were sitting there.
as there any message, Paul p cried La
dy Augusta, springng to her feet.
None he replied. =. But have pa
thence"
"What is the matter, Paul - she asked
you look frightfully H.
Hetty looked as if she would have asked
that question, had she dared.
81 am not very well, think. / have
gone through great struggle, dear Lady
Augusta. But l am perfectly satisfied
with the result" Hetty blushed, and ben,
back her head over the work in her hand
But it has been struggle. This is al
anxious day for me on your account and
there is an anxious time before me- He
looked at his watch. 81 want a moment
with you, Hetty,' he said, quietly. ooh,
not alone Do not let anybody move"
They sat envious of Hetty. That Is tc
say, two of them were envfous af the dis
tincton. Sibyl, for her part, affected in
difference. But she was curious. Nothing
that this enemy Of her s did was indiffer
ent to her.
"Hetty it is eighteen years since YOU
father left you. 1t is so long that you cal
scarcely remember him. believe you have
never heard anything of him since he
| went away
mo. My mother has never had line
from him. She believes that he must be
dead.
Gle is not dead, Hetty"
How do you know, Paul p
Only week ago he would have replied
by Il reference to his Friends. Now he
made answer truthfully
Chance has brought me that knowl
edge, Hetty."
'He calls it chance" Cicely murmured
"as it, with him., there could be such 1
thing as chance"
Il have not only found out that he il
living; / have also arranged that ht
should call here this morning"
. "0n Paul; Ny father lathe i p
ther "
"He does not know that he is to COM
letter. Then"
At that moment letter was brought
On the envelope WAS the address only, ant
} in the corner the words From the Pro
lessor"
"Hetty, your father is below" Sh
"Wlll | see him Oh Paul Yol
have done this for me. But-Paul-doe
my mother know ?"
Not yet"
"What is he like. Paul Oh what i
my father likef What will he say to me
, What shall say to him ?" She stood il
resoute and pale; glad, yet terrified.
do not expect too much, Hetty. Re
, member that he has been separated from
you since you were child. Perhaps hi
!, hardly remembers Your existence. Yol
know nothing about his past life-wha
| he has done, or how he has lived. 1t ma,
be career of distinction, or it may be
very humble history. He may be rich, h,
may be poor he may be in rags, or he ma
' drive in his carriage. If he were ric
man he would probably have returne
, home before now. Would you like to sc
him !"
Paul looked at his watch again. "Decid
! at once, Hetty."
: II do not remember him at all o
course | should like to see him. Oh Paul
r she repeated, sit is you-you-who hav
) brought my father home"
! There was something in her voice whIc
q made Sibyl look at her with meaning ewes