The Globe-republican., 1891-11-05

She was about to resume ''Principlea
Of Sociology" when the captain came
in. He looked worn, haggard and pale.
After few words of preliminary con-
versatlcn he observed that he might
find himself obliged to return to town
within day or two.
provided" cried Mrs Fredelicls.
''that you are permitted, and don't at
all know that shall permit you be-
lieve you are all in league to make me
pass bad night Here have just dis
missed Lena in very great stage of
agitation. setting herself up against
me, the little rebel! and saying she
would not do this and would do that,
etc, ETC., and now you talk of leaving
me! What does it all mean? That is
what would like to know"
The captain, who had been looking
at the floor with his arms upon his
knees in an attitude of corporal reck.
lessness and mental detection very tn
like his usual grave. strong, soldierly
bearing. glanced up at this
81 can explain that which may seem
strange in my own conduct, Mrs Fred
CIACASs AC e0lOs Will Oh CAOA@ auus
perhaps, though 1 had first thought to
keep silent, it would be best thus for
me to do. am afraid you will de-
spise me for what am about to con-
fess.''
"Oh! don't imagine that l SHALL"
cried Mrs Fredericks, lightly. Come
to the point think shall be able to
hear your confession without too great
shock"
Il love your granddaughter" ejacu-
lated the captain, abruptly, and his
eyes still continued to study the pat
tern of the rug ct his feet
''Well?"
"Well, know that you have other
designs for her; l know that Henri
loves her-no. not as well as do, that
would be impossible. Still. he is bound
up in her, poor boy. and-and SO you
see that must 60 away"
81 see," pronounced Mrs. Fredericks,
distinctly, nothing of the sort"
AS the captain finally looked at her
in wordless surprise. she continued:
''Come here to me, young man." He
approached the great armchair. The
old lady's little shriveled, imperious
hand went up to his coat sleeve.
ben down! Nearer! Nearer!"
And the captain was aware of hav-
ing suddenly received a kiss. which
was like benediction, on the roots of
his hair.
"You will remain here, and you will
be my grandson-in-law,"c cried the old
lady. ''Yes, yes! Why do you look at
me so? l speak the truth. You will
certainly marry Lena. Why, silly
warrior that you are, don't you know
she has not thought of anyone but You
since she first saw you? Young Bowen,
indeed! Saving the politeness would
show your nephew. he has been nothing
more to her than handsome BARRIERS
block. and that is just what had in
tended. knew what you were. Was
not your father, too, one of my dearest
friends? Oh! well, we'll! 1 knew that
no one would make Lena as happy as
you. 1 wished when my end came to
leave her in your hands. What was it
to me that you were thirty-six and the
child nineteen? knew we'll enough
that those differences are nothing when
they are on the right ride. But
wanted Lena to be equally convinced,
to judge of you in comparison with the
excuse me for SO speaking of your
acknowledgements of the day.
For that reason l invited you both
together, that she might see. But had
iatimated to her that wished her to
h, no
dear Captain Rob. is the feminine heart
that she would have found some
charm in the younger mantle boy
who can only talk of his ball matches
and his college races. Lena is not per-
verse. But she's woman. AS it is,
all has turned out for the best, and ac-
cording to my most ardent desire. If
you are not persuaded wait and see."
She rang q bell at her elbow. Tell
Miss Fredericks wish to see her." she
said to the servant answering the sum-
mons
In a moment, Lena, pale and still.
and with traces of tears recently shed
still on her cheeks, came slowly into
the room. She hesitated ON the TIRES
hold.
Capt Charter sprang to his feet.
Mrs Fredericks opened her lips to
speak. Then she paused, looking from
one to the other.
Suddenly
Captain. you can explain all this
far better than 1 can. Children, 60 out
into the grounds together"
1t is to be inferred that the captains
explanation was satisfactory. for Miss
Lena Fredericks has been Mrs Charter
a year.
I'm this world" says Mrs Fredericks,
who still reads Herbert Spencer with
out glasses. nothing is so necessary as
a little diplomacy. Nothing gives such
good results Agnes Clifford. in Bos-
ton Globe.
Jugglery in India.
Sleight-of-hand is apt to be an hered-
itary talent, and the cunning of tn
Hindoo conjurers is gift bequeathed
with the secret of many tricks from