The record-union., 1891-02-01

see the daughter" the barouche drew up
at the nearest point to where the tea en-
| campment had been made.
You are coming up, are you not?''
wished the august parent to go up.
1T is very steep, my dear" Her lady
ship glanced ruefully upward.
But Johnny may be frightened when
he awakes.'
$50 he may, poor darling. Oh, 1 will
certainly come" She had but the two
sons, and worshiped them both; and the
intermediate daughters went for nothing
Besides, l must thank these young
ladies'" Lady Pulborough had grateful
heart.
''And I doubt their accepting to drive
unless you ask them.''
He had no mercy, even when he saw
her painting and struggling. He got her
up somehow. And then came triumph.
The little sleeper still lay calmly SUM
bering, still was watched over by the
| angel face.
"Oh, dear, what pictured" cried the
| mother under her breath, and the victory
was won.
We have no space to describe what fol-
| lowed; to tell of how the little man was
| borne tenderly down to the carriage by
| stronger arms than Hattie's, which were
| only eager now for the honor of succeed
| ing hers of how Miss Chevenix on her
part succeeded to the charge which Mr.,
Pulborough had resigned, and guided
| dutifully his mothers steps; of how
Lady Pulborough introduced herself
with pleasant words and benignant
| smiles; of how all the party drove home
| in the cool evening light, when little
Johnny woke at last and kissed the fair
check that bent over him, and of how a
dark pair of eyes opposite jea lousy noted,
yet approved of the proceeding.
A nth hn ,.le, NJ tl,o,, 1,l<
ings, and it was subsequently to this that
the conversation took place in Mrs.
| CheveniX's apartment, which we have
| already heard.
Our little story is almost over.
Mrs. CheveniX had been dying for
Lady Pulborough to call ever since they
had become country neighbors, but had
at last given up all hopes of the desired
| event. She had been so much chagrined
| as almost to have made her husband cut
short his lease in consequence. Then to
run up hap-haZard against the great lady
| at a place like Windbourne! To meet
and to know her through Hattie! 1t was
! extraordinary, unheard-of good luck.
| She was now all excitement and antici-
patton.
Really, it was most wonderfully for
| tunate," she cried. She had followed
| Hattie as soon as ever the lilac robe was
on, and had hurried as she had never
hurried before. REALLY, it was per-
feet scene in play" having heard the
adventure, even to the minutest detail,
with interest. But how odd that we
should never even have known that the
| Pulboroughs We're here-neve Ell have met
them in the park, nor anywhereu
They never go to the park. Lady
Pulborough was not comp ELEMENTARY to
the park, mamma"
WAS she not?'' Mrs. Chevenix's face
| chn i,ly
vulgar, Halter"
Il think so, mammal
What, then, does she do with herself?''
inquired Mr.. Chevenix, after a moments
discounted pause.
''She drives about the country, and Sir
John plays golf''
And the son? What does he do?,
Goes sea fishing. Oh,' cried Hattie
with. the innocence of babe, show ]
should like to go sea fishing!''
We'll, WELL" said Mrs. Chevenix
cheerfully. II dare say you can go, if the
Pulboroughs ask you. 1 dare say your
father would consent. But the extraordi.
must forgive my saying it, Hattie, but the
strange thing is that this Introduction
should be your doing. For you know
Hattie, you must confess. that you would
have done what you did exactly the same
if it had been the veriest beggar's bra1
who came by-you know you would"
| Almost the same words were said BY
another pair of lips one day not very
long afterward.
"By Jove! 1t was that which fetched
me-" said Hattie's lover, as the two hung
over the side of sailing boat, and .helc
the hand-lines which the fish seemed tt
| shun for the nonce. sit was that which
bowled me over, you know. You looked
so pretty-but that was nothing; yor
looked so good, sitting there. could no.
help thinking, by Jove! that girl would
have done the same for any beggar's brat
who was in trouble and--and-I like
that kind of girl, you know"
| But Three Feet of Obstinacy sets up 8
claim that it was his naughtiness which
won his brothers happiness; and the
worst of it is, that no one can deny his
right to say so.-Atatantd.