Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-12-14
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Lord tivian's face. ana n great look "i
| perplcxity came there. The clear eyes
| looking into his noted it.
| 1T would please papa so much" she
said "he would think it both q compli,
nient and an honor that the heir of the
| Selwyns should be named after hi;n."
She spoke this time in a pleading voice.
! hard to resist.
My darling" said Vivian gently, "you
J know that we have certain names that
|, belong to our family-Huldibrand. Wv
| ian, Rupert, Hugh; we never care to IN
graft new names on the family tree.
BUT ry fathers name-there could
surely be no objection to that? Horace!
it sounds well, and there have been
some grand men of that name in the
| world Can you not promise me, Wv
ianT'
"The fact is, darling" he said gently,
"that Beatrice and my mother have al
| ready talked about this matter. Bea-
trice declares that this wonderful boy Of
yours resembles one of our ancestors, Sir
Rupert Selwyn. cavalier in kinS
Charles time, who was famous for his
loyalty and his chivalry. Our boy could
| resemble no better man."
She was but q simple. loving child, pure
and tender of heart, slow to think evil
inclined by the goodness Of her nature to
all that was noble; but Mt those words
something like pang of jealousy came
to her.
My baby is my own" she said. 1T is
not Miss Leigh's Promise me. What
have Mrs. Selwyn or Miss Leigh to do
with my baby what have they to do
with it? Surely, Vivian, we can please
ourselves. You could not lightly put
inside my wish to crafty Miss Leigh
But, as many another man has done
before him, Lord Vivian parried ques-
ton ne could not decide. He was brave
by nature, kindly of heart, this hand
some young master of Selwyn Castle; but
he was weak and impressionable, easily
led, and somewhat apt to be ruled by
women of strong will, as brave men often
are.
So he kissed Lady Violante's flushed
face and sweet, questioning eyes. He
would not see that they were half filed
with tears. He kissed the soft cheek nes-
tied like tender little bird.
DO not trouble. Niolante," he said; Il
will see about ii.
SO he went away, and in some vague
manner all the sunshine OF the May MORN
ing went with him. The gay bells 10
longer seemed full of music, the harmony
had gone from them. Lady Niolantc
turned to the little one lying in her arms.
and. bending her face over him, wept
bitter tears.
Lord Vivian found his mother and Miss
Leigh In the picture gallery, Beatrice
looking imperially beautiful in a long,
sweeping dress of black velvet made af-
ter a picturesque fashion all her own.
Il have just been to see Niolante," he
said. "and she wishes very much to give
cur young heir her fathers name. What
do you think, mother? Horace SelwyD
would not sound badly"
Beatrice Leigh turned to him with
flaming eyes.
IF l were you. my child should be call
ed after the heroes of his race she said.
Il quite agree with Beatrice said Mrs.
Selwyn slowly. MIR. Temple is Il most
respectable man, l am sure, but | do not
think your eldest son should bear his
name, Vivian"
Il should like to have pleased Vio-
lante," he said, somewhat wistfuly.