The record-union., 1894-12-15

ent lists and 'Asts' has got !" mumbied
Mr.. Lesslng to Kate, who had given her
chair to Lady Rivington and was stand
ing with her fair arm thrown lovingly
around her fathers red and chubby neck.
Lady Rivington's pretty eyes rested
meltingiy upon the face of the Yale foot
ball teams half-back. until he grew
redder than il hotly engaged in bucking
an opposing center. while Mr.. Waring,
with peculiar look in his eyes and
conciliatory gesture toward Kate, who
met his glance without hinching, in
quired:
And this one of your fair daughters,
Mrs Lessing?'
ooh, don't mind her, Lady Rivington
and Mr.. Waring. She's our tom-boy at
home"
1--WE don't mind her," replied Mr..
Waring with an intonation which close
student OF voices would have known
meant, 1--WE 1OiIi mind her very closelyw
while Lady Rivington observed gra-
ciously:
Just what my late father, the Earl of
Cornborough, always called me-his teas
ing, tantalizing tom-boy."
Oh, no, don't mind me-" replied Kate
with flash in her fine eyes. Ppm busi-
ness, too; just like dear old Pop here. /
keep his books and shoot. THAT'S all"
And shoot?" The Clergyman banker
seemed TO grow grave for moment; but
| he quickly recovered his suavity and
! compliments with
| Wen have to have Miss Kate down at
castle w old-Wlth you all, Mrs LeSsing:
with you all. Well give her the pick Of
our pheasants and scamper after the
| hounds"
Mrs. Lessing and Helen clasped hands
IN mute thankfulness at this glorious out
look, and the authOress whispered TO her
! mother OF the inspiration she would find
IN genuine ancestral halls.
But the cautious miller, from his
| knowlege of kate's craftsmanship.
| scenting danger to the Coppice Wood
pack, protested stoutly.
IN o chasin' the blooded stock around
the place, Mr.. Waring. You'd have none
LETT if kate'd git after 'em. No, no. No
| Iidin' after hounds. Why, that grill
| pop the head often q sparrow on my mill
cornice, with the sun in her face, Kate
will"
Mr.. Waring and Lady Rivington
laughed heartily at the father description
! of his daughters prowess and his well
! grounded anxiety concerning the Cop
| plce W ood hounds, while Kate. now col
orlng with pride and pique from the
| levIty her fathers recital evoked, asked
| innOcently:
| Now wouldn't you like to see my der
ringers, though? [ brought them with
me to keep-keep the sham nobility away
| from sister and dear old Pop here. Mann
! ma Lesslng and brother can take care of
! themselves ~
| Lady Rivington sobered a trifle and a
| dark look came into her husbands eyes.
| lie finally said with touch of impa-
tience:
ou will surely excuse us from in
| spectlng your weapons now, Miss Kate ?''
retorted airiIy.
ANY right time," added Mr.. Waring.
on, yes; any right time ~
! Jonn W esley LesSing, can't you quiet
| your daughter?" insisted Mrs Lessing.
as II disavowing consanguinity
| + RANGES Leland Lessing," retorted the
| worried miller with stoical resignation.
did you or i ever know emmy man that S
! yet got female Lessing quiet, when she
| didn't want to?''
a merry outburst followed this which
| put the neW-made friends into excellent
good humor, which even brought good
| humor to Mr.. Lessing himself
This was cleverly taken advantage of
| by Lady Rlvlngton, who said brightly
| and with evident relief:
! My dear Mrs. Lessing, my husband is
a very great traveller. He can certainly
| help your gifted daughter here" this
| with sweet smile upon Helen .'in the
relation OF many interesting facts regard
| ing sea voyages. For her sake. | am go-
ing to again tax Mr.. Warnings pa
| tience-'
His pleasure" interrupted that gem
tleman with low bow.
beg pardon, my dear then, his
| pleasure, to explain all these delightful
| things for her literary work"
How kind Of you ~ urged Mrs. Les
sing, feelingly.
"a good angel indeedl" murmured
Miss Lessing.
"Oh, Lordp' groaned Mr.. Lessing, s'th,
! jottin, an composin's goin' to begin again,
| kater
BE quiet, there's dear Pop. May be
! Well really hear something.n cautioned
Kate. herself now genuinely interested.
| First" said Mr.. Waring, in a tone of
| quiet command, as he beck oned a deck
steward to his side. 81 am going to make
1t more comfortable ali around"
He wrote on a card rapidly, a card
| which Kate noticed came from another
receptacle than the one holding the card
given to her father, and said:
steward, take this to the purser.
| Here's haif-crown. Lively, noww
mir. Lessing, your staterooms are on
| this deck
Yes, Suit B." returned Mr.. Lessing.
again groplng for his wallet.
! The banker summoned another deck
| steward, feed him and said quietly:
| My fIend, Mr.. LessIng here, wishes
| the remaining portion OF his luggage-one
moment. Mr.. Lessing-taken at once to
Suit B.o
In moment more the bewildered mil
| Ter found himself Invested of his re-
sponsiDilities, through the clever man
| agement OF the polite banker, and COM
| fortably seated in his own capacious
| deck chair
Now this is something like it P'
blandly remarked Lady Rivington.
1T will be still something more like it,
| my hor
| lily when the stewards have changed
our luggage from our present quarters to
| suite Z. That's exactly opposite to friend
| Lessing's. It's vacant By being near
| them 1t will be most agreeable to us, and
we can make things easy and pleasant tor
| them all the way across the water"
"Y YOu're the best man in the whole
worldn' insisted Lady Rivington glow
ingly.
''Oh, isn't this fortunater' sighed Mrs
Perfectly divinew added her daugh-
| ter Helen.
"We'll get even somehow" suggested
| Mr.. Lessing heartily.
They all chatted gaily for a little time
! until the steward returned with the key
to suite and, with a respectful salute
and Everything tidy, SIR" withdrew
| Then Lady RiVingLon insisted with
| charming impatience:
Now, do begin, for Miss Lessing's
| sake. Otherwise, she Will lose so many
things she should know. Now, dear get
your sweet little notebook ready. They're
already slowing down for dropping the
pilot"
"Ah, yes, dropping the pilot" began
| the banker blandly. "A most interest
to the port side to be crushed to doath to
| see il ~