Oxford Democrat., 1893-08-22

Newton answered:
my dear girls. We are only disturbed
because we must tell you that which
may bring our children uneasiness and
disappointment. but no dishonor."
The fair faces were pressed caressingly
to his brow. and Lillian gently answered.
Suspense win b harder to endure
than any misfortune we may share with
you and mother"
"You are right, my darling. We have
no intention to conceal aught from our
children or leave you In needless sus.
pense. Our business during our 90
journ abroad has been, by criminal mis-.
management, ruined. and It now only
remains for us to arrange settlement
In the most honorable manner and begin
life anew"
An acknowledgment Of failure" al.
ways brings to the young kind OF mys.
terious awe, shrinking from the first
step into an unknown and untried TO
gion, and the father felt the dear forms
his arms encircled tremble for mo.
ment, but that soon passed when they
observed their mothers calmness, and
Lillian replied:
"But why did Mrs. Le Barron speak
Of you 30 bitterly. fatheri Surely you
did not merit such fearful accusations.
"No, indeed" exclaimed George. "She
may thank her own extravagant folly for
It all. Her husband would never have
ventured ON such measures as that OF
which he was guilty during fathers alb
sence II she had not % wickedly In.
volved him by her insane love Of dis
play. No blame can possibly rest upon
our father"
"Ah. yes, my son. In trusting 20 i'm.
plicitly to another's honor or judgment ]
am to blame. The principal Of an exten.
sive and complicated business like ours
should never relax his vigilance"
"But, father. will not your loss In this
failure TO as heavy a. tho othersY
eyes, my Lilly. BY far the larger
proportion"
"Then why did that wicked woman
cast unjust aspersions ON your said Rose
with excitement.
.None Of the members Of the compan.
will credit her words, nor indeed tn
business world generally, my pet. Th'
unkind language you heard was simpl!
the ebullitions Of disappointed and am
bilious woman, who should receive ouI
pity rather than our harsh censure."
"But. dear papa, tell me, please, isthi
failure 50 severe that any will lose o.
suffer by your
"My dear little rosebud, wo shall b.
able to nay every penny. Your eyes cal
moet tho gaze of the universe fearless
ly and sure that none Is impoverishe'
through our losses"
"Then who cares, or why should vi
all look pale and anxious over thisy re
piled the bright girl, clapping her hand
joyously.
"But, little one, are you aware that Il
do this we must leave our pleasant home
resign NIL the appliances Of ease and lux
ury that now surround rs, lose cast
among many Of your companions, Will
we labor and economize strictly to b
ablo to supply the family with the bar
comforts Of lifei How can my darling
endure this great and sudden changer
"Grandly. my dear papa. ! don't dis
like the change at oil. Twas telling Sis
ter but few days ago that our mode o
life was not satisfactory. being, a. 1t In
always been, utterly useless. For year
we have been simple works Of ar
about the house for others to look afte
and arrange in suitable lights. In tn
morning we cannot rise till Marie o
Therese comes to dress rs, and all da,,
long they dance attendance upon ou
whims. At night we must be disrobe'
and put to bed like little babies. lhav
long felt dissatisned with myself, be
cause I was conscious that ! was not dc
vsloping all the powers God had give
me and yet could not understand no,
| to change the daily routine Of bus
nothings. Now we may at least lear
what hands and feet were made for"
"But, dear father" said the eldest sii
ter, with some hesitation, ~ though
our mother had . fortune invested Il
her own name, entirely subject to he
control, to provide for Just such o
emergency q this. That surely vii
supply all your wants. Then why spea
Of returning to the hard labor and clos
calculations Of your younger daysf You
children viii cheerfully do that. On
parents should rest now and allow q
10 learn the same useful lessons you Q
wisely practiced In your youth"
"why, my dear girl. " said Mrs. New
ton, smiling, ''your thoughts seem I
run In tho Same channel - your brothe
Georges"
"Thsy often do that, mother" sai
George, throwing his arm lovingl
around his sister.
"And do not mine also, Sir Brothsrl
ssked Rose with IN injured air.
'sNo, Blylark, oh, no. Your thought
soar singing mp TO heavens high srcl
and thsncs descend upon a. with sul
shins and ros, huss In The darkest hou1
you darling little sunbeam. your
"But, Rosis. what Win jasper say
this hAsty decent and al this talk abor
; lsaxning IL ~ of hands snd fest, d
u - ~ - win rsesl y thstwsyees