Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1894-06-29
Of tears. Beautiful girl, my Sylvia,
Ovan whaO SI,n's c,.vin,r

Ot tcafS. bcauGltul girl, my Sylvla
oven when she's crying.
Why you quarTeled with him so at
him down so dreadfully. And the
worst OF it is, rapa. Hugh was quite in
tho right, only he was a great deal too
much of a gentleman to make u scene
in the salle-a-manger by explaining to
you when you were 80 violent"
L stood aghast with horror. Had it
como to this, then? She called him
outright by his Christian name? |
could hardly believe my ears. The
girl was wrecking her life.
do you mean to say, Sylvia" 1 be-
gan sternly, that the person you call
Hugh is"
She broke me off with a short hys-
terical little laugh.
"ls MIR. 'Ampton," she answered, in a
convulsive sort of q giggle. MIR. Amp
ton, of 'Ightield."
sylvia" l said, with dignity, draw
ing myself up n c more. this is most
revcrent. That you should call this
man by his Christian name to my face
Is had enough. in ali conscience: but
that you should make fun of his intirm.
tiles and his vulgarities in the self
same breath, and laugh openly at his
pcrvcrsions of the Queens English, is
simply uncomfortable. My child, i'm
ashamed of you; for the first time in
my life, Sylvia, | declare I'm ashamed
Of YOU"
"i'ut, papa" Sylvia put in, "if only
you'd listen to me! i do assure O
that Hugh is the most perfect gentle-
man and the most chivalrous
My DEAR said, putting my foot
down. Il won't hear such trash. won't
attend to it. 1 won't listen to it. The
man belongs by origin to the lower Or
doris. His father was no doubt the son
OF u sea-cook. He may look very we'll
on the outside, but l detect ut once in
his speech the flavor of the great UNI
washed, the mob, the commonalty.
Hos q cad and q nobody"
sylvia tried hard to speak again, but
wouldn't allow her. Thank heaven, 1
know the resources of our mother
tongue, and l poured them forth upon
her head with oratorical rapidity.
The fellows q boor," l continued,
raising my voice as l went on: "a peas
clown. a hind, a clodhopper Never
shall l see you talking with a yokel
like that; q Philistine, a cockney, q
pumpkin, a chaw-bacon. He's a Goth,
a Vandal, q Hottentot, a Yahoo; a
common, mean, low, base, vile, snob-
hish. scrubby, beggarly, uncivilized
Rntian. A lout Who strews his his all
over the floor. an o%utcast, a savage, q
tramp, q vagabond. and you call him
Hugh: It's disgraceful: It's preposter-
GUS. If you choose to associate with
tho mob, the herd, the scum of society,
tho dregs of the people, the ignoble
vulgar. the british proletariat, the
ritf-raf, the rout, the tag-rag-and-bob.
tail, you may do as you like; but don t
try to drag me down with you in your
fall to tue dunghill. The mans q
mushroom a BOBBY, a lout, absolutely
destitute Of taste, or sense. or educa.
ton or feeling; an underbred snob, and
forbid you to speak to him. So you
know my wishes" With this last re.
mark, fired sideways at her head, 1
went over to the door. l will admit. in
perhaps q somewhat excited and heat
cd condition.
hcr full height in her long silk train
and pretty evening dress. i won t DENY
that she looked beautiful, and queenly,
and indignant. Her nostrils quiverel.
Papa" she said, vehemsntfy, like a
self-willed puss that she is, "Ilove him,
1 adore him, and say what you will, /
mean to marry him."
shut the door behind me with pcr-
haps some little unnecessary force
not to put too fine a point upon it; in
fact, l believe l slammed it-and went
off in high dudgeon to my own bed
room.
CHAPTER ~.
Next morning, after q good nights
rest, 1 woke up in q rather more CON
tented frame OF mind. I gazed out OF
my window. 1t was q glorious day.
The hotel looks out upon q garden Of
palms and hoary eucalyptus trees, with
the blue bay just in front, and the
Jagged peaks Of the Esterel in the
l was appeased by its beauty. !! flung
open the window, it was so mild and
warm, and proceeded to dress myself.
Voices flowed in upon me. az I put OF
my clothes, from the veranda just be
Low me. One Of them, clear and dis