Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1895-02-28
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BY NJ. DARLINGTON BAYLEY.

"iIh Aohest gray eyes anu d s"ee1'
bashful face. Her parents called
her Dorothy; her friends, Dolly.
She had been brought up very strict
ly, and it was not without misgiv-
ings that her family allowed her to
visit her rich uncle and aunt in
London, but they could not well re-
fuse the invitation.
Dolly had been in London only
one short week, and she was be-
witched with everything she saw.
She loved her uncle and aunt, both
of whom displayed strong affections
for her, and INDUCED her in free
dom she had never tasted before.
She was delighted with the substan-
tial old house, with its large rooms,
big fireplaces and comfortable fur
niture. More than all, she admired
London itself. The busy streets,
with their palatial shops; the colos,
sal buildings-St. PauPs, the Abbey,
the Houses of Parliament, the broad,
quiet squares, which seemed to have
been dropped down at random a.
mong the wilderness of houses, the
gay restaurants and the brilliant,
fascinating theatres. She particu-
larly liked it at night, when illum.
mated By countless lights, whose
reflections glittered on the pave.
ment; and when the black darkness
of the sky, unaccompzaissi by the
deathly silence that it brought in
the country, seemed rather to en-
hance the noise and hustle of the
prodigal streets. There was some
thing romantic about it all. II
thrilled her, she knew not why.
Her heart beat faster, her pulse
pounded more quickly. She felt
more alive than she had ever felt
before.
There was another source oi
pleasure. Never before had she
been thrown into the company OF
so engaging young gentleman as
her cousin Tom, the only child Of
her uncle and amt. He was Dolly's
senior by some half-dozen years
Had Dolly's parents suspected what
manner of young man he was, they
would have made a special journey
to London to bring their daughter
home. Fortunately, they were ig
norant. There was nothing really
bad about the lad. He had a very
good heart, but he wanted steadyine
little. He was exactly the sort o.
dashing, reckless, free-h n d e {
young Englishman that hand
some, manly fellow becomes wher
placed in circumstances of wealth
and freedom. The first time h,
saw his cousin Dolly he decided
that she was very pretty girl, bu
shy, and that it would be worth
while to draw her out.
He found it not easy; and that
Notwithstanding the fact, had b,
known it, that there was In Dolly
heart an intense willingness to b.
drawn out by cousin Tom. Blu
the shyness of hers was fashiona
BILE barrier. She could not chatter
the thing was impossible. He
silence had been inbred SO long tha
it had become part of her anatomi
cal structure; and Tom, in spite o
all his conversational talet and socia
polish, frequently found himsel
reduced to it by a correspondent,
state. On the other hand, if Doll,
could not speak, she could look
She had extremely eloquent eyes
eyes that spoke far more than he
Il
lips. Tom soon began to watcl
those eyes and to love them. I'll,
no longer attempted to make hi
cousin talk; her eyes rendered con
versation unnecessary.
One afternoon, in the first weel
of Jannary, he sauntered into hi
mothers sitting room, and Their
discovered Dolly, sitting, like tn