The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1891-05-22

gowns were dDSoluOe IrlumpnS. (AnyDOdy
can buy derby hat, an ulster and dogskin
gloves or masculine looking umbrellas,
though have known girls to come back
from England actually pink with pride in
their own cleverness in being able to pur-
chase just such articles of raiment, but it
isn't everybody who can get her own bon
nets. This / say for the benefit of my
masculine readers, and by getting bonnets
l don't mean putting yourself, body and
soul, into the hands of clever French
woman, by any means.) But though it
seemed as if we had been buying great
deal, we only had to get five extra trunks.
Anybody who has ever voyaged home
from a foreign land will know how de-
lighted was when awoke to find that
the miserable screw had stopped, and that
out of the portfolio l could see, dim and
misty in the early morning, the outline of
Sandy Hook. We went directly to New
port, where we had been fortunate enough
to get a cottage for the last half of the sea-
son, and that very afternoon | found my.
+, self on the big sound steamer the Bristol,
smiling at the difference between her deck
and that of the Britannia, and between the
East river and the waste of waters to which
! had grown accustomed.
While was thus employed, and as if to
give me foretaste of the pleasures in
store for me, Penny, who had left me for a
moment, came back with couple of men
at his side, and at the sight of the tallest
of them smiled to myself a smile of con-
tentment, for felt that the pleasures of
my married life had now begun. The man
the tallest-was Kaaterskill Langton,
and the other, whom did not know, was
presented to me as Capt. Brague. They
obtained a couple of the ridiculous little
camp stools that stand about on the decks
of the Sound steamers and sat down beside
me. Now that could do so l took good
look at Mr.. Langton. He was tall, rath-
er heavy man, of extremely English and
elegant appearance, and his clothes had
that absolutely simple aud correct air that
proclaims the genius of sweetness.
He looked worn, but his expression was
kindly, and he turned in his toes as he
tipped back his chair in manner that in
stantly proclaimed high birth and genteel
education. Captain Brague was jolly
looking man with beautiful figure He
was dressed quite as well as Mr.. Langton
himself, and he wore garotte collar with
more ease than had ever seen shown by
any man before.
Just come home, have you, Mrs. Char
ter?" said Mr.. Langton. "Ohl And didn't
you think Nelly Farren very fetching?"
lawfully fetching" said I with a smile
''And isn't Arthur Roberts card?''
really felt that I ought not to admit
that knew who Arthur Roberts was, but
Mr.. Langton's question was put SO natur-
ally that | was just going to answer, in
spite of Penny's mean amusement at my
hesitation, when Captain Brague inter
rupted me.
'There you are again." said he, with
your precious topical songs. What on
earth does Mrs. Charter care for beastly
comic singer of the present day? If you're
in for song, tip us some Lever now"--
1t was then that perceived that the
captain was an Irishman
ga gentleman of Tom Moore's time,n he
continued, would be singing Loves
Young Dream or The Young May Noon
to Mrs. Charter, but Ill be bound if you
were to serenade her you'd begin with THE
Two Obadiahsp"
Mr.. Langton smiled amiably "Wait till
we get to Newport before you begin your
serenading, won't your" said he to his
friend. II assure you," he continued,
turning to me, "he's a regular Blondel."
Where is your cottage" asked Captain
Brague. / had to confess that / did not
know the town at all, whereat both of my
hearers expressed much surprise. Mr..
Langton Immediately began to give me an
eloquent description of the pleasures and
beauties in store for me. ''It's jolly
place." he said. "and a beautiful place too.
Ask Captain Brague; he's sentimental,
and he goes in for natural beauty and all
that. And you'll have Jolly good time
there"
was not ready to believe just then that
anything could be more engaging than the
scenery about me. The sun was beginning
to burn deep red in the haze of the lower
sky; the breeze on the water was fresh and
invigorating, yet warm and full of life
everything about us was hustle and ami
nation. We were now passing through
narrow channels, on the one side of which
were high banks on whose crest appeared
the streets of the city, sometimes neat and
trim, sometimes struggling and decidedly
Hibernian, on whose slopes, often rocky
and covered with spruce, were crowded a
hundred gay arbors and pavilions, from
which children in white dresses and smart
sashes waved their handkerchiefs at us, and
strains OF popular music came suddenly to
our ears; and on the other side were lower
shores, islands with green, we'll kept lawns
and strong, unmistakable, yet picturesque
buildings, gravelly beaches, snug little
country places with elaborate fences and
queer little lighthouses standing over the
water, into which swept and swung the
waves from our great Wheel
Later on, when the talkative passengers
were subdued and the prudent discarded
their busters for their overcoats, when the
schooners which we met were farther and
farther apart; when the waters broadened
out and the roar of the city was far behind
us; when the sky beyond the low shores on
our right hand took on a tinge Of dusky
blue which suddenly grew pink and then
faded out again into distant darkness;
when the breeze blew still more soft and
pleasant and lighthouse far ahead showed
twinkling spark just as the first star ap-
peared above us, 1 felt a great peace of
spirit and happiness. If the way to New
port lies through such scenes as these,
thought, what must Newport bep And
when, indeed, found myself in that earth
~ paradise l reioiced, for my dream of
happiness was realized. And what q
change had been made in me in one years
timel
What contrast there was between Ethel
Jones and Ethel Charter A year ago Ihad
been an ignorant, though ambitious girl;
for me dusty row of hotels, narrow
programme of provincial gayeties and a
foolish romance, over which I could now
smile with perfect equanimity, had been
food for my soul. Now ! was woman,
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