New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1899-01-22

something Of a reproach People A,,,.,
much from the child Of clever parents ~ ~; y
not know that his strongly developed srl. ~
instincts were the pride Of his booklsb -,
heart nor how cheerfuly that father bsd ' .s'i
gone many rare edition that Billy might -,
TO hounds. "A modest lad, a good lad T.. '
play about in the sunsh.ne-the rest viii ce. As
50 Billy's father would relate Ui,b -
how successfully Billy mad vetoed one ,orts =,
conversation. on an evening. not so yery .
ago Billy had put his head round the drsv,E
room door demanding. rs dad going 70 q,
about The Dark Lady OF the Sonnetsp 'oaT~''
If he IL, I'm not coming IN I've had or
OF hearing about her"
SO dad vowed he would talk Of her M M.
and discussed the habits Of Pug with ls.'f
ing that astonished and charmed Billy beysr,
telling.
The much-vexed question Of Mary Fin,,.
identity with THE Dark Lady Of the sonrss
had ragged with violence in B.llys house n.
father had written many articles upon The a.
ject Articles appearing In hose fat unr,..
esting magazines which Uttered drawlng.r,o.
and study, IN whose closely printed pages I'm,
sought in vain for pictures and eonyer..
tons"
Curiously enough az they rode home in "a.
gathering eventide. the thought jumped h.,
Billy's head that the dark lady OF the come,
must have been exactly like the Baroness MA
ceeded 10 quote aloud lines learned TO plea,
his father:
For sweetest things turn sourest by th,,
deeds;
Lilies that tester smell far worse than weeds'
The lady pulled up short and turning in ky
saddle. asked with a catch In her voice. w,
do you say that? What is it? Where Is Il
from?'
"Oh, It's those sonnets you know-Iye learne.
lots Of EN- TO please my dad
But what made you quote that Just thenr
persisted the Baroness. her eyes dark an.
tragic with some nameless fear What mad
you quote i, then. Were you thinking Of Esr
Billy blushed and took of his cap tia, b
might rumpie his hair, thing be always ID
when perpexed
Il was thinking Of you" he said al last ys
that has nothing 10 do with you This hu
though"-and blushing more than ever, Buy
repeated:
Thine eyes | love, and they as plying ne
Knowing thy heart, torment me with disdal
Have put on black and loving mourners bs
Looking with pretty ruth upon my PAIN
And truly not the morning sun Of heaven
Better becomes the gray cheeks Of the East
Nor that fun star that ushers in the even
Than those two mourning eyes become ~
face"
had said the right thing this time.
1T is very pretty said the lady with sd
but the other IS true What queer ho
boy you are IL repeat poetry Ike that! HI
old are you?'
II shall be nine at Easter Then 20 .
school Where are you going when the bun;
ing is over2 II ends early here. We never 4
a May fox-the crops. you know"
81 don't know where ! shall 90 probably :
London. or TO Paris. Or here she murmgfs
something IN a language Billy dld not ahad
stand. then turning 70 him, said dreamiy
THAT is my home Of love if I have rangs
Like him that travels, / return again
You see. know something Of your poetry
tool But wherever / 60 ! shall be lonely
lonely and sad"
There was a sound Of tears in her yoio
Billy. infinitely distressed felt that this ne,
ancholy lady must be cheered and encourage
so ne said stoutly
i've never seen you alone before f@n
generally got Mr.. Rgby Folaire, OF CapI
Garth. or Lord Edward. or all Of them
That's Just it, said the Baroness and by
was more puzzled than ever. Feeling thai y
must get on to more comprehensive gfoun~
asked
How did you lose the others?
Probably very much as you DID AnyG'
here we are together and ! am very gao
have enjoyed your society extremely sl-
remember our afternoon.
The Baroness was destined 70 remember u
at that moment Billys pony put his 1901 y. !,
rabbit hole and came down, throwing me .-'
with some violence against the trunk OF q w
They were riding al the edge OF the Wooa
The pony scrambled UP and galloped on :.
Billy lay quite still in a pathetic heap :.
Baroness had pulled up her tall horse alfhos.
to his launches for Billy had been thro"hrt.
i'm front Of her Now. with the relns Over -
arm. she was STOPPING over the proS'ra~ o..
while the nervous thoroughbred tremoleu ."
curvetted beside her 81
The Baroness was noted for the speed -
grace with which she could mount or dlsuO.-
She lifted Billy in her arms. There wa
big bruise on his temple and he seemed stun sun
by the fall His head rolled on 10 her ShouS
lying there heavily. Reaching foI hei ~
from the. pocket of her saddle, ana Nln
reins still round her wrist. she sat doWn
the ground with Billy in her arms Sn e 70 !,
her handkerchief in brandy. and daoFs
forehead and az If 10 aid her. there IduJ
down upon his upturned face the FIRST ofO's
a cold November shower
The Baroness had faced many dangers u.