Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1892-07-08

up his Inlnu at last TO relieve us OF his
presence. l distinctly saw him put his
tablets back into his pocket, wheel around
again on his heel and march straight to
the garden gate. | waited until he had
his hand on the lock to open it, and then,
when felt that we were quite safe, I in.
formed dear Lady Malknshaw that my de-
testable neighbor had at last taken him
self off, and, throwing open the window
again to get little fresh air, begged and
entreated her to oblige me by resuming
the charming conversation.
Where was I?' inquired my dstin-
guished friend
You were telling me what you recon-
mended your poor darling to write inside
her inclosure," answered
"Ah, yes-so | was. Well, my dear she
controlled herself by an admirable effort,
and wrote exactly what | told her You
will excuse "A mothers partially, | am
sure--but | think never saw her look so
lovely-so mournfully lovely-I should
say, as when she was writing those last
lines to the man who had so basely trihed
with her The tears came into my eyes as
| looked at her sweet, pale cheeks, and |
thought to myself
C'Nursel which of the children was sick
last time, after eating onion sauce?")
He had come back agains-the monster
had come back again from the garden
gate to shout that understandable, afro
cious question in at his nursery window
Lady Malkinshaw bounced off her chair
at the first note of his horrible voice aud
changed toward me instantly-as if it had
been my fault-in the most alarming and
unexpected manner. Her ladyship's face
became awfully red her ladyship's head
rpt p1 val har laI inc
looked straight into mine with an indescrib-
able fierceness.
"Why am | thus insultedS" inquired
Lady Malkinshaw, with a slow and digni-
fled sternness which froze the blood in my
veins. What do you mean by ?" con-
tinued her ladyship, with sudden rapid
ity of utterance that quite took my breath
away
Before l could demonstrate with my
friend for visiting her natural irritation on
poor innocent me, before | could declare
that had seen the major actually open
his garden gate to go away, the provoking
brute's voice burst in on us again.
"Ha, yes" we heard him growl to him
self in kind of shameless domestic So
liloquy. Yes, yes, yes-Sophy was sick,
to be sure. Curious. All Mrs. Namby's
stepchildren have weak chests and strong
stomachs. All Mrs. Namby's own chill.
dren have weak .stomachs and strong
chests. have a strong stomach and a
strong chest Pamby!''
II consider this" continued Lady NAL
kinshaw, literally glaring at me in the
fullness of her indiscriminate evaporation
II consider this to be understandable
and unladylike, | beg to know
where's i1ill?" burst in the major from
below before she could add another word
"Matilda Nursel Panty where's BillS
didn't bid Bill goodby-hold him up at
the window, one of your
MY dear Lady Malkinshaw," remon.
strated, why blame meS What have |
done?"
"Donew repeated her ladyship. "Donel
All that is most unfriendly most unwar.
rantable, most unladylike, most
"Ha! hal ha-a-a!" roared the ma jor,
shouting her ladyship down and stamping
about the garden in fits of fond parental
laughter. bill, my boy, how are your
There's young Turk for you Pull up
his frock-I want to see his jolly legs"-
Lady Malkinshaw screamed and rushed
to the door. sank into a chair and
clasped my hands in despair.
"Ha! ha ha-a-a-al What calves the
dogs got Pambyl look at his calves
Aha bless his heart, his legs are the
model of his fathers The Mandy build,
Matilda the Mandy built, every inch of
him. Kick again, Bill-kick out like
mad. | say, ma'am beg your pardon
ma'am -"
"Ma'amw | ran to the window. Was
the major actually daring to address Lady
Malkinshaw as she passed Indignantly on
her way out down my front garden He
was The odious monster was pointing
out his-his, what shall | say? his UNI
draped offspring to the notice of my out
ragged visitor.
Look at him, ma'am. If you're judge
of children, look at him. There's a two
year-older for you Ha ha / ha-a-a-a
Show the lady your legs, Bill-kick out
for the lady, you dog, kick out r'-Wilkie
Collins.