Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-10-11


been burden TO him in the fear that
the suit would not NJ ready in time"
said Mrs. Maitland.
In time 10 hear Cywil pweAch,"
added Marion, laughing
How many time have they been
tried on. LSunic:" asked Lillian
Never you mind their rubbish"
said Everard; ask Miss Mawinu how
often she calls me Hcnwy%'
And CIVIL will line the pockets
with silver for YOU" added Cyr;l. who
was looking very happy, having, as
Eliza observed with satisfaction, his
hand locked in Marion'S under the
table cloth.
No sooner had the ladies withdrawn,
then Everard burst out And who is
the ScOundNl?"
softly. softly Henry, beware Vt
rash judgments" returned MIR, Matt
land. whose face took a grirvcd look
Nothing is known, which is hateful
to me- because of the great wave OF
scandal and the dreadful Scowh:Dg Of
tongues which arises about the mat
ter. Lee, know not why. assumes
that 1t is gentleman: and public
opinion. and, | fear | must, add his
reputation, point to Ingram SwaynNS-
stone. Sir Lionel has spoken to him,
but he absolutely denies it; and. in
deed"
I'm short" broke in cyril. who was
extremely busy with walnutS on his
plate, the less said about these miScr-
able scandals the better
"'rruc, quite true said his father,
with Il heavy sigh.
but Alma the little girl we used
TO play with at the Temple, with
Lillian, and often Ingram, and the girl
SwayneStones! cried Henry. Il can
not believe any wrong of her. She
has been wrougcd of that am sure"
Truly. | had never dreamed Of such
trouble for Alma, poor child.' said
Mr.. Maitland. "ElSrwhcrp in the par
iSh, of course, one breads such things,
knowing their tcmptatiors 1t is Il
heavy grief for me, Henry, as YOU
may imagine"
"And for Lillian" added EvNrard.
Yes. | know how YOU love your spirit
ual children, sir, and cHn imagine your
Distress. And poor Lee, he WAS so
proud of her. He is Sullcn. | see; a
sure sign of gel. Oh, | hope he is
not unkind to herr!
The Step-mother is hard, and has
Il sharp tongue! She forEcts what
"A "A
* thcr, it is sad. sid history The
Temple, suppose, holds more unnap-
pincss than amy house III the county"
"Oh, really, my dear father" cN-
claimed Cyril who seemed panied he.
You'd endurance, you must not take it
so to heart! She is not the first "
by Jovc, Maitland;' interrupted
Everard, you are the last man from
whom | Should expect an echo of
Mcphistophclvs. He never said any
thing more diabolical than that Sic
list die Erste nicht"
Cyril colorcd SO holly that he rX-
hibited the phenomenon of a black
blush. while Mr.. Maitland FASTENED to
say that Cyril was in a different posi-
ton from Faust, who had wrought the
wrong And them" he added, cyril
is doubtless weary of sin and sorrow.
OF which, in his parish, he must have
far more than we in our simple rustic
homo have any idea of, busy rs Satan
undoubtedly is everywhere"
quite So" returned Cyril. wcarily.
My words sounded unfortunately,
Evcrard but, as my father suggests,
when one has breakfaStcd ana
lunched for weeks upon peccant par
ishioncr one does not enjoy the same
dish at dinner
Evrrard'S reioindrr WAS prevented
by the intrusion of Il sunny head AT
the door, and the clear voice Of Winnie
was heard crying, DO make haste.
Me and lIennie want to know what is
Us" Whcrcupon Cyril sprung up ana
chased the delighted child through the
hall and into the wing-room,
where she took refuge, screaming, in
Lilian's dress.
The basket which so stimulated the
y
contain the young mems Christmas
gifts to the family, and was forth
with uncovered amid n scene of joy
GUS turbulence, and had its contents
distributed.
The task of collecting the parcels in
the basket and conveying them TO the
drawing room had been performed by
Eliza with thrills of delicious agony.
for it was almost beyond human nat.
ure not TO take at least one peep at a
packet containing the very ribbon she
longed for. and at another revealing
glmpscs Of a perfect love Of shawl,
which proved to be destined for cook.
However, she appeared with perfectly
dcmure countehance when fetched by
Innnic, with the other maids, TO re
ceiye her presents. BY this time Mr..
Maitland had become lost to all
earthly cares, in an armchair, with an
old battered volume. Eycrard had
picked up at a book stall in Paris for
him: Winnie was wondering If some
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