Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-07-06

golden, nor brown, nor golden-brown. but
| apparently mixture of all these shades,
altering in tone here and there according to
sunshine or shadow, but always showing a
soft and graduated sheen rather than
any definite lustre. Her face, as has
been said, was mostly downcsst; and
one could only see that the refined
and sensitive features were pale; alse that
there was touch of sun tan over her conf
plexion that spoke of travel. But when, by
| inadvertence or by some forced overcom-
ing of her native difidence, she did raise
her eyes, then there flashed a revelation
upon the world; for these blue-gray deeps
seemed to hold light; q mild-shining light,
timid, mysterious, appealing almost; the
Inconsistencies OF childhood no longer
there, the self.possession OF womanhood not
yet come: then those beautiful, limpid, pa
thetic eyes, thus tremblingly glancing out
for a second, would be instantly withdrawn,
and again the dark lashes would veil the
mystic, deep-shinlng wells. This was Mais-
rie Bethune; the old man by her side was
her grandfather.
The young girl seemed rather to hang be-
hind as her companion went up the steps
towards certain door and rang the bell;
and her eyes were still downcast as she fol-
lowed him across the hall and into an ante
room. When the footman came back with
the message that his lordship was olsen
gagged and would see Mr.. Bethune and
when he was about to show the way up
stairs, the girl hung back, and said, with
almost piteous look:
81 will stay here, grandfather.
'.Not at all, /" the old man answered, i'm
patiently, mot at all. Come alongP'
There were TIVE persons in this long and
lofty room on the first floor; but just as the
visitors arrived at the landing, one of these
withdrew and went and stood at front
window, where he could look down into the
street. The other-a youngish-looking man.
with clear eyes and a pleasant smile-re-
mained to receive his guests; and if he
could not nelp little glance of surprise
perhaps at the unusual costume of his chief |
visitor, or perhaps because he had not ex-
pected the young lady-there was at all |
events nothing but good nature in his |
face.
s'My granddaughter, Maisrie. Lord Mus |
seiburgh, "the old man said, by way of in |
PRODUCTION, or explanation.
The young noblemsn begged her to be |
seated; she merely thanked him, and moved
away q little distance, to q table on which |
were some illustrated books; so that the TIVE
men were lett free to talk as they chose.
well now, that seems very admirable
project of yours, Mr.. Bethune," Lord Mus
selburgh said, in his frank and of-hand
way. s'There's plenty of Scotch blood in
my veins, as you know; and I am glad of |
any good turn that can be done to poor old /
Scotland. see you are not ashamed OF the
national garh."
"You remember what was said on famous
occasion" the old man made answer, speak
ing methodically and emphatically, and
with strong Northern accent, "and will
own that I hoped your lordship's heart
would warm to the tartan For it is con-
undertaking after all. The men
are scattered; and their verses are scattered;
but scattered or no scattered, there is every
where and always in them the same senti-
ment-the sentiment of ofloyalty and gratitude
and admiration for the land Of the hills and
the glens. And surely, ss your lordship says,
1t 10 doing good turn 10 poor old Scotland
to show the world that wherever her sons
may be-in Canada, in Florida, out on the
plains. or along the California ooast-thsy
do not forget the mother that bore then-no,
but that they are proud of her, and think
always of her with an undying affection and
devotion"
He was warming to his work. There was
q vibration In his voice, a he proceeded to
repeat the lines
From the lone shteling on the misty island,
Mountains divide them and world Of seasj