The herald., 1896-04-05

I ing he can run for It," she thought, smil-
ing.
'IuIss -IX1rsrIt, -'1J ursan. -
Miss Christina, if you please, Mr..
Weir" she interrupted. II cannae bear
| the contraction"
"You forget it has friendly sound for
me. Your aunt is an old friend of mine
and very good one. I hope we shall see
much of you at Hermiston?"
my aunt and my sister-in-law doesnae
agree very well. No that have much ado
with it. But still when Pm stopping in the
house, If was to be visiting my aunt, it
would not look considerate-likc."
II am sorry" said Archie.
Il thank you kindly, Mr.. Weir" shN said.
II whiles think myself it's great peety."
"Ah, am sure your voice would always
be for peace!" he cried.
II wouldnae be too sure of that" she
said. II have my days like other folk, I
suppose"
do you know, in our old kirk. among
our good old grey danes, you made an ef-
feet like sunshine
"Ah, but that would be my Glasgow
clothesv
II did not think l was so much under
the influence of pretty frocks."
She smiled with a half look at him.
There's more than you" she said. "But
you see I'm only Cinderella. I'll have to
rut all these things by in my trunk; next
Sunday I'll be as grey as the rest. They're
Glasgow clothes, you see, and it would never
do to make practice of it.. 1t would seem
terrible conspicuous
BY that, they were come to the place
where their ways severed The old grey
moors were all about them; in the midst
a few sheep wandered; and they could see
on the one hand the struggling caravan
, scaling the braes in front of them for Cauld-
| staneslap, and on the other, the contingent
from Hermiston bending off and beginning
| to disappear by detachments into the policy
gate. 1t was in these circumstances that
they turned to say farewell, and deliberately
exchanged a glance as they shook hands.
All passed as it should, genteelly; and in
Christmas mind as she mounted the first
steep ascent for Cauldstaneslap, a gratify-
ing sense of triumph prevailed over the
recollection of minor lapses and mistakes.
She had kilted her gown, as she did usually
at that rugged pass; but when she spied
Archie still standing and gazing after her.
the skirts came down again as II by en-
chantment. Here was piece of nicety for
that upland parish, where the matrons
marched with their coats killed in the rain.
and the lasses walked barefoot to kirk
through the dust of summer and went
bravely down by the burnside, and sat on
stones to make public toilet before enter
ing! 1t was perhaps an air waited from
| Glasgow; or perhaps it marked a stage of
that dizziness of gratified vanity in which
the instructive act passed unperceiyed He
was looking after She unloaded her bosom
OF prodigious sigh that was all pleasure.
and betooh herself to run. When she had
overtaken the stragglers of her family. she
caught up the niece whom she had SO re-
Gently repulsed, and kissed and slammed
her, and drove her away again, and ran after
her with pretty cries and laughter. Per-
haps she thought the laird might still be
looking! But 1t CHANGED the little scene
came under the view of eyes less favor
able; for she overlook Mrs. Hob marching
with Glen and Dand
You're shurely fey lass!" uuoth DAN
die.
Think shame to yersel' missw said the
strident Mrs. Hob. as this the gait tn
guide yersep on the way hame frae- kirk?
You're shurely no sponsible the day! And
anyway would mind my guild claes."
''Hootr' said Christina, and went on be-
fore them head in air. treadina the rough