The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-02-21

! doubt that ] shall succeed very well.
But Eva and Ella were born rebels.
They had conquered governe~s after
governess, and driven her off de.
feated. They liked the excitement OF
it, and did not like to study and
the natural sequence was that IN less
than an hour Ginevra Hall was in
tears.
Eva had initiated her French ac-
cent with scorn Ella had mischiev-
ous!y rubbed out the figures on the
slate as often as Miss Hall made
them. And when the our of noon
recreation came, and the little mutt
ncers rushed out to play on the lawn,
poor Ginevra hid herself among the
palms i the conservatory 10 weep
without stint.
Is anything the matter? said a
voice.
Oh, | beg your pardon, said
Ginevra reddening to the very roots
of her hair. | didn't mean to be in
the way, if you are the gardener, |
Just broke off this one little white
orange blossom. l may keep it?
You may keep it-certainly, said
tall, fine looking man. who was
trimming the superhuous branches
from magnificent white blossomed
daphne.
l thought, perhaps, you had
pricked your fingers on the great
Colorado cactus and hurt yourself.
You seemed to be crying.
1t wasn't the cactus, fluttered
Ginevra. 1t was the children.
The children?
They won't mind, explained Gin
evra they only laugh at me, and l
don't know what to do.
The stranger opened the side
door, which garlanded over with
passion flowers, looked on the lawn,
and called out, in stern, imperative
tones
Children
Eva dropped her croquet mallet,
Ella left off munching strawberries.
Both obeyed the newcomer at once.
Have you been obeying this young
lady? questioned Ginevra's cham
pion.
N-no, faltered Ella. We didn't
dlsobey her, we only didn't do as
she told us.
Very well, said he. Hereafter you
will be a good little class, or there
shall be no more boating on the
river for you, or rides on the cream
colored ponies; and nothing but
bread and water for dinner. Do you
understand ?
Yes. sir, murmured Ella, meekly.
Yes, grandpapa, said Eva, obedi-
emily.
Ginerva looked up in surprise.
You are not General Livingston ?
said she.
How do you know that | am not !?
II thought you were the gar
dener.
l do garden sometimes but the
gardner is snuhy old Scotchman,
in wig and a pepper and salt suit.
But-General Livingston is an old
gentleman. isn't he?
Five and forty-if you call that
old. l see how it is, said the master
Of the house, laughingly You are
misled by those little sprites calling
me grand-papa. My late v;ife was
widow, considerably older than N.Y.
self. Eva and Ella are her grand
children, not mine. This may ex-
PLAIN some of the inconsistencies
that puzz'e you, Miss Hall. And
now, if you will resume the charge
OF the young Turks, l think | can
guarantee that they shall make you
no more tronble.
He was right Eva was docile as
any kitten Ella sweeter than an
angel. Evidently some miracle had
been wrought.
You see, said Eva, when grand
papa says thing, he means it.
And we are so afraid he'll send US
to boarding school whispered Ella.
General Livingston came in to-
ward evening to see that the chill
dren kept faith, and then Ginevra
made her confession to him.
have deceived you, sir, said she.
| don't know French at all but my
aunt told me | must not let you
know ii.
And then she told him the simple
story of her bereavement and de-
pendence.
And if French is essential, she
added, | must go back to Aunt Ma
tilda. But l couldn't keep on de-
ceiving you, when you had been so
kind to me.
General Livingston smiled.
You are a good little girl, said he,
and we must try to dispense with
French for the present.
After this, Ginerva tound little
trouble. The children, wild and
wayward though they had been at
first, became attached to her. and
were quick to learn. At the end o.
six months Mrs. Ubsdell came tC
Livingston Larches.
Ginerva, said she, you must strike
fo= higher salary. Every one else
is doing it.
Oh. Aunt Matilda cried the girl,
| can't. The terms are too liberia
already. | feel that | am not earning
the money | receive.
Mrs. Ubsdell, however, insisted.
l will go to General Livingston