Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1895-01-03
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Bellenden must 60, but she had known
he would have to 20 some day, any
day: and so, althoi gh the suddennes5
of his departure WAS hard to bear, still
it could be born, if only only she
might have this one evenings pleas
ure first.
It was something to find that both
her cousins and his guest were in
morning costume. That, in itself,
meant that the plan had not been ut
terly thrown aside. 1t might not have
been taken into consideration, per-
haps; but at least the fiat for the con-
domination thereof had not gone forth.
If only granny had not taken it for
granted that the boat and fishermen
would not be needed, and counter
manded them. Granny was capable of
doing this, tor her ideas on the score
Of propriety, though fitful, were oc-
cas;onally strong, and Cecil too was a
stickler for the proprieties. Supposing
and then she caught the aside, and
waited breathlessly for the result.
HE will hardly care to go fishing to-
night"
"Oh, l don't know why he should
not, grandmamma."
"But if his father should be dying?"
GAIL the same, he has to be here
among us. And we must talk, and we
must do something: and, upon my word,
when poor fellow is in trouble, [
should think he would rather be sit
ting quietly in boat, not obliged to
keep going, you know, and that sort of
thing, than in room. You would
have TO talk to him, and be cheerful if
he stayed at home; whereas, if we all
go out, he can be as silent as he pleases
And it is such a glorious fishing night
too"
The last argument was unanswer-
able.
Even the former ones had their
weight: and Mrs. Campbell owned that
her grandson was in the right, when
she perceived that their guest made
no demur of any kind, and even rose
from the table with decided alacrity
when an early ad ournment was pro-
posed
CPAPTFR VIII.
otis but silk that brde;h thee,
Snap tie thread, and thou art freea
But It's otherwise with me-
evening, and the last golden CLEANS of
the sinking sun were lighting up
mountain and sea when the little party
sailed forth from the woodlands sur
rounding the old castle, and found
themselves upon the shore below.
The tide was on the turn, and only a
short stretch of sea-weed, interspersed
with rock-bOund sea-pOOls, still glow
ing with reflections OF the heavens
expiring glories, lay between them
and the boat, which, with it's two at
PENDANTS, showed dark Oh ect against
the gorgeous background.
MY last nights fishing on Loeb
Marew," said Bellenden, looking round
with a sigh, my last night in this be-
Witching spot, and" His eyes fell
upon the auditor at his side, and he
said no more.
Perhaps something in her upturned
gaze and parted lip warned him to
pause. Perhaps he feared to pain.
He could tell that the little heart was
already full. ltwould be hardly fair to
seek to excite further emotion.
But Jerry had heard enough.
She felt that he cared, knew that he
had looked with pensive eye, and
heard that he had spoken in a tender
tone-it needed nothing further.
She was willing now to hold her
peace, rather glad than otherwise that
nobody seemed disposed for laughter
and .esting, and was conscious that the
silence also suited the friend to please
whom was at the moment all In all.
He was more thoughtful than she
had ever before held him.
And in truth, Bellenden had
great deal to think about. 1t was not
only that at any moment he might be
losing, or that already he might have
lost parent: it was not only that he
co1ld picture to himself a mourning
household, his mother. brothers, re-
latiOns, servants all gathered in wait
ING on deathbed: it was not only
that ne had never before seen himself
summoned 80 attend ONE: but, as time
passed, the young man may perhaps be
pardOned if other suggestions and con-
involunbarily rose before
him.
He was the eldest son and his fathers
heir.
Up to the present hour it had never
seemed in the least probable that he
would succeed to the title and estate,
until Sir John, at a ripe old age, should
l1d y oSCA w lllC ltboACio
and Sir John was barely past the prime
Of life.
He had married early, and was now
in his tifty-tifth year; to all lntents and
purposes little older than his 3t-year-
Old son, and neither one nor other had
change Of dynasty for
many a long day. All his life the
father had been a healthy, hearty and
vigorous man. The son had looked
upon him as quite as likely to live as
himself; more likely, indeed, in some
respects, since Sir John had led for
some years past the simple, placid,
life Of a country gentle
man, whereas Captain Beilenden
moved about the world and fell in
with it's hours, habits, and customs.
The two were excellent friends;
dihed with each other at their several
clubs: voted on the same side at cleo
tions: paid one another small compli-
ments, and even in private seldom or
never quarreled. They did not, to be
sure. often meet-but that was moth
ing.
Bellenden was now not only unfeign-
eddy sorry to hear of his parents
state, but exceedly astonished to find