The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-02-06
CHAPTER XVI.

have written the foregoing for my children's
sake. that they may know that once their father
shoulder to shoulder with folk Of high degree.
bore himself. as venture to hope, without dis.
brain and hand bring to their possessor. Here.
myself the pleasure Of a last few words indicted
recollection. The children, If they read. will
laugh. Have you not seen the mirthful wonder
chance on some relic of her fathers wooing, a
faded wreath that he has given her mother or
a nossgay tied with q ribbon and a poem at.
face and thence to- where her mother sits at her
needlework just where she has sat at her needle
smile and comfortable sf eyes. The gil loves
her. loves her well, but-how came father to
SeaSea the Creature EGsdf N tho hSF w %Gahf Is n esU siih n aos
decked in colors Of the rainbow, nor a goddess
the world. nor aught else that father calls her
in the poem, Indeed. what father wrote is
her own hand last night; but It is a strange
strain in which to write to mother. the dear
est creature in the world. but no. not Venus In
though the maiden laughs, her father is not
ashamed. He sees still her to whom no wrote,
and smiles again to see her daughters wonder,
all the years fade from the ,picture's. face, and
the vision stands as once i was, though my
TO sec it. Let her laugh. God forbid that I
should .grudge it her. Soon enough shall she
wound, healed also Of his love, ! trust. at least
also on that auest; Of his which made my lord
Rochester 80 merry, Indeed, fear that in
this case the scoffsr had the hes. of It; for J. he
iect, and that most brilliantly. Well. had I
Louis Iesh " m nach.n and I : suppose Sppes nt that. .U Although h'" an
Englishman, LIDO not hate him greatly, since
his ring is often on my wife's finger, and I
1t was the day before my wedding should
take place, for my lord, on being informed Of all
that had passed, had sworn roundly that since
there was ono honest man who sought his
daughter. he would not refuse her. lest while
And Az Tq he pr tSf sGsief to .h pay m %of many SSoa a eo S1Inf:
il i chSnced that re%SeMbsred them But n
that there was no space for his praises. and his
wen turned eulogy-for my lord had a pretty
flow OF was rs sadly wasted as though
he had spoken 1t to the statue of Apollo on his
terrace.
and since II was not yet time to pay my even
ing visit to tho manor. / sat with him awhile
after our meal; telling him for his cntSEta,n-
hall, what tho King had said, and what !; and
how my, Lord Rochester had talked finely OF
He drank dTHnii f IN ali Ir' With o SaF aa!i ears 70 w 'sih /, so tho
wit In q balance and striving to see, through
my recollection, the life and the scene and the Q
familiar to his dreams.
you don't appear very indignant. sir" I
ventured to observe, with a smile,
We were in the porch. and for answer to
what said he pointed to the patti, In front OF
us. Following the direction Of his finger. l
perceived a fly of a species with which J.. who
am a poor student of nature. was not familiar;
was yillainously ugly. although here and
Yet" said tho vicar, you are not indignant
with IT, Simoni" -
"No. am not indignant" I admitted.
fRuI III IN VaFR IN crawl nVOr YOu~'
II should crush the brute" i cried
"Yes. They have crswled over youeand you