Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1895-01-23

himself; more likely, indeed, in SOM
respects. since Sir John had led 70
some years past the simple. placid
routine-like life of a country gentle
| man, whereas Captain Beilendel
moved about the world. and fell il
| with its hours, habits, and customs.
The two were excellent friends
dihed with each other at their severa
clubs: voted on the same side at cleo
'i0ns. 'aaid -onA- -Ruothec-small- -c0mnli
mems, anu even IN pr1v1re -sgIuom o.
never quarreled. They did not, to b,
sure. often meet-but that was moth
ing.
Hellenden was now not only unfeign
ediy sorry to hear of his parent
state. but exceedly astonished to fin(
himself on the brink OF q new stand
point in life.
True. after vague and genera
fashion, he had been wont to observe
Is young men and eldest sons will, :"
shall do this or that" in reference I,
the property which might one day bt
his: but had he been young membe
Of the family. he would probably hay
merely substituted for ''shalf' the
word SHOULD. = and have had quite a.
much intention of carrying the vague
proposition into practical effect.
But now, and all in a moment a:
1t were, he found binself likely to be
placed in full possession of the power
to carry out every idle humor or vision.
AIRY plan.
His mother would. he knew, defer tc
him in everything; his brothers. with
whom he had always been equally ON.
nipotent, would have no say; no one,
indeed, would haze any say, as no one
oad had any say with the one now
passing. or passed, from teh earth. AS
Sir John had ruled, SO would Sir Fred.
erick rule, supreme. and who could
have been altogether insensible to
such a prospect? 1t said something
Tor Bellenden. that he had never given
hitherto any serious consideration to it.
During his fathers lifetime he had
neithe- intruded nor interfered and it
had indeed been complaint in the
neighborhood that he had been SO lit.
tie seen there.
No one would have guessed how de-
nghtful all at once appeared the old
ancestral halls. the country life. rural
pleasures. peace. power and plenty in
the eyes that had been wont to con-
'--'-''"te it all only from distance.
He had not wished to care, and that
was the secret.
OF a happy disposition, he had wisely
been TeSl content with his own lot no
hard Cas, certainly and might have
gone on being so: but, be it remem-
bered, ae was no longer in his first
youth, and, be patient with him, kind
readers, if the new prospect opened to
his now mature vision did appear in.
lescribably tempting.
And then again would steal in more
solemn and affecting thoughts.
At that sunset hour who could tell
What might be passing within the old
iamiliar home of his childhood:
We're they already beginning 20
:ount the hours until he should arrive?
Was all over in that darkened room?
Should he find only the cold remains
life and health. well, strong. buoyant
Us h:r:sel'
He could almost see the scene await
ing him now. The long line of ve.led
windows. the somber domestics with
their subdued, important faces. the
:everent hush of every sound, and
every eye turned upon himself in
anxious expectancy. To him all would
iurn. On him al would lean. He must
be the head, the front, the center OF
Everything soou.
No wonder that. wrapt in coutempla-
tions OF such a nature, ne hung over
khe boats side in profoundest silence,
The monotonous thud OF the oars in the
'Ow-locks, and the faint lapping OF the
,arted waters against the prov falling
!reamily upon his ear.
No one broke in upon his reverie.
He was alone with Geraldine. as it
we're: for Cecil at the oth her end OF the
boat, was completely separated from
ihem by the two mute figures who
piled their oars between, and who at
no time lOquacious, even in their ma
tive dialect, were on such occasions
absolutely silent, unless especially ad-
dressed
"How beautiful it all is" exclaimed
3ellenden. rousing himself at length
With another sigh. "How beautiful
l shall often think OF this night"
Could he fail to do that? Whatever
Defell him, whatever the future md ght
have in store or him, would not that
calm, still August evening on the
Highland loch. with its strange at
iendant circumstances, its novel
thoughts and emotions, stand out in
ais memory to all time?
1t seemed as if he had been months
almost years, where he now was
The place and its surroundings had
crown SO familiar to them. he had so
Iallen in with everything, cast anchor,
Is 1t Were. so tiercely in the soil. that
he could scarcely believe, it seemed
well nigh incredible, that. until with
IN the past few short weeks, he had
never even beheld it.
And then this dear little girl. How
ice and affectionate she had been to
him. How completely he had won
her good-fellowship.
She would miss him he was sure.
He must send her something, some
emembrance. some really handsome.
present. suitable both for
Ter to receive and for him to give. as
Don as he could get up to town and
zee about it. OF course he should have |
o 60 up to town before long. Indeed. |
most likely. There would |
Ne so much to be seen to. and done
md then his thoughts wandered of |
gain far away from poor little Jerry,
lifting wistfully sorrowful and sympa-
hetic by his side, far, far away into
III the intricacies and possibilities of |
lis own future untinged by hers.
At last they reached the whiting |
'ank, and little more animation |
TIRED the party.
The oars were drawn in, and laid |
engthwise at the bottom of the boat.
he handlines were taken up, and un'
oiled. Bait was produced.
ITO BE CONTINUE