Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-01-21
CHATTER XIII.
THE PLEASURES or THE CHASE.


vertised the meet of the hounds at
Dormant few weeks afterwards
Hal Crecy. being Master of the Fox
Hunt for his county, and an ardent
sportsman, was in his glory, and pre-
sided over the hunt breakfast, taken at
daybreak In his hospitable hall, with the
iOlliest air imaginable
Quite a party were staying in the
house, and many came from distant
points OF the borough; not only mascu-
line huntsmen grEeed the board, but
Il any dainty drawing-room queen was
there, transformed into q dashing Diana,
in business-like habits and hunting caps,
their beauty shining out ali the falrer
for the severity of their costumes
Merton Rae was splendid 10 day in
her Lincoln green, heavily frogged
across the elegant bust in mil tsry vie,
with her darkiing glances and rich, red,
laughing mouth; Auberon was by her
side, clear eyed and radiant, as usual,
and frankly amused with all her bril-
liant allies
LOveday was not present; she would
join the company as they passed the
Pavilion; she always went 10 the hunt
under .uire Orecy's special care, q Id
skinned Ong by his side like q spirit
uallzed shadow wherever he led.
AccringtOn was not present either:
again; but he was the theme OF CONVEX
sation now. and every one seemed to
have something interesting to say about
him. .
lie was determined to be a power in
Stafford, said the gent emen; there was
no doubt about il, he meant to stand for
the next elect on, he was setting ,ery-
thing in trim; and with his wea tn and
push, his popularity and fnesse, Edgar
I'd 70 ~
tagonist- Could Inehcape know how
hard he was working? He ought to
summon his heir home TO look after his
int rests it would be an ugly disap-
pOintment 10 Inchcape If Arden was to
lose the election.
Meanwhile the ladies were discussing
the magnihcence OF Sheldra K castle.
which Colonel Accrington had pur-
chas aud was now fitting up for
Immediate occupation They thought
he only wanted a wife now TO be-perfect
"A lady wife, who would play the host
ess successfully, and use her influence
on the right side 4 ways-that was what
Colone. Accrington must get at once
And then some one sent a whisper
round, which blanched Ars Crecy's
cheek when IL ca 4le TO her, and she en-
phatlcally contradicted it
%Oh, it's true, l assure you, whatever
a lady, laughing nobody could see the
look in his eyes when they rest upon
her, and not discover that the attaches
inscrutable heart was taken captive at
once. And he S furnishing a boudoir
with peach blossom color. he has had il
fres Oed with nympbs and eupidS sport
ing among the flowers love poem in
pa Mt; what does that portend?"
"A wife, perhaps, yet not that wife,
F-alHH - IN. ION.
~Peach-bloSsom and golden hair, and
every nymph a Loyeday whispered
the gossip. with great est; for il was
generally guessed that Mrs Crecy and
Mrs. Dellamere would have been well
pleased to see their children marry.
As Mrs Crecy turned away she met
the earnest eyes of Auberon fixed cues
tiOningly on herr he saw her trouble.
and lOnged to learn the cause An idea
occurred TO her; she would conf e this
miserab rumOr to AubeFOn. and con-
TESS her knowledge Of Accrington's
baseness-
Auberon might save Loveday if she
was in danger.
A few moments afterward the party
broke up and scattered to their horses
Mrs. Crecy beckOned her son to fol ow
her to her own room, and there, in a
few hasty yet succinct words. she made
him comprehend the character of Ac-
crington, and Loveday's peril, should
he really be trying 10 win her.
Il felt that he was basei@ cried Au-
boron; sat the touch of his hand the
blood in my veins seemed to shrink
backward, and in the glance of his eye,
however bland or smiling, an inscrutable
spirit lurked behind the smile. Yet
Loveday likes him
Mrs Crecy was silent; fain would she
h1N mil nd a haf
girl whom she had a ways pictured as
her future daughter; but she would not
ask confidence which was not yO.un-
teered; and Auberon pondered silently.
sHe will be at the hunt to-day, hear,
said he, at last. Il shall do my best for
little Loy eday, mot .er. How is it thal
Loveday can care for him? Is there no
saving instinct, then, for pure women?"
at must be a mistake. F" faltered Mrs
Crecy, with Quivering lips; save her,
Auberon, oh, my boy, save her! you
can"
He started, and flashed a keen glance
at her; the suggestion seemed to come
upon him like an Q ectric shock. Soon a
faint very sweet smile crept about the
corners of his mouth. and his eyes
shone-
81 wonder if 1 really camp" said he,
dreamily; Il wo' Id like TO know"
A long hugle call sounded the sum
mons for the start
Mother and son kissed each other
tenderly. and he bounded down tairs
and out among the animated company.
" hat fine sight it was.
Beautiful e. ueStriennes and their cav
alters, mounted on fiery horses, thun-
dered along the avenue, followed by the
do sand their keepers; it was early yet;
splendid hunt ng weather, for a fai
nd nd ha a 1fn dgF
and as they streamed over the clean I
shaver champaign lawn outs Go the
Dormant gates, satisfaction was visible
on every face
The Pavilion reached. here came Love-
day on her jet-black barb. VIII ch was
passaging AL down the dri with wicked
grace, without. in the least discOneerting.1
the accomplished little horsewoman on
her back. and Mrs Dellamere in her
pony phaeton. with her companion by
h ? side. as usual Mrs : el amere al
ways drove to the meet when Low day
hunted, ami saw her OF at the squire 5 i
left hand AS she rolled throu n her
own gate this morning. sue ashed
searching glance arolnd the com pany,
and Auberon gu sSed that she was look
ing for AccringtOn- As the youth ap-
preached her, her eye Frightened: she
shocks hands with him warmly, and
ureH MN cluScIs saying IN = low voice.
Il sec e Squire heads the hunt tO-ddy;
will you. then accept the are of Love-
day and bring her safe back TO me2i
AuberOn promised, with sparkling
eyes, and adroitly getting hi horse be-
side J oveday's pretty -Ahmed, they
rode away together.
There were many carriages ia the
train; even the aged Duchess Of Carts
brooke wa the. O. in spite of the bar
baiity OF the hour, for the pI0us purpose
OF setting that scoundrel, Accrington, .
TO his DAY wOrk-hameiy, stOriaing
the heart OF Lady Alerrion Rae.