Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1900-09-01
CHAPTER VII.

lHeTe WIS pIuCe III P.S''S'
than the old parish church at Lilford.
Sunday In Lilford was day that would
have charmed a poet. The very spirit OF
peace and rest seemed TO brood over the
earth, while the sweet chime OF the Sab
bath bells sounded through the venera.
able oaks.
SO long as he could remember, Felix
had always walked home with Violet
from church; when they were children
they ran down the hills In very gladness
OF heart, but now they walked sedately,
Felix almost forgetting the beauty Of the
fair world around him. rs he looked into
the beautiful face Of the young girl by
his side.
II would hardly have seemed like Sun.
day to Felix II this privilege had been
withdrawn. He went, as usual, on the
first Sunday In June. when the old church
was looking its fairest and the sunlight
on the oak trees was wonderful to see.
There was Violet, her beautiful face shin.
ing. he thought, like the face OF an an
gel: there was Evelyn, looking like a
fair, meek saint. Great was his surprise
70 see Sir Owen Chevenix also. II was
the FIRST time that he had made his ap.
ptarance ut church. and the congregation
was just q little excited about II. DIR.
Hunter, on seeing him there, fondly fan
Cied that II was due to the fame Of his
effective preaching. Lady Rolfe suspect.
ed that the charming Lavinia had lurei
him there, but the Wears wife, shrewd
Mrs. Hunter. sighed and smiled.
1T IL the old, old story" she said to
herself; and then she reproached herself
for the thought and applied herself to
the Psalms.
Felix did not think much about the
matter. He was not ashamed to bow
his handsome head, and join with oil his
heart In the beautiful words Of the ser.
vice; but when II was oil over he hasten
ed to meet Violet. She was standing
with her mother, and, to his surprise, 81,
Owen Chevenlx was talking to them. He
gave q careless nod to Felix, but contin
ued talking.
II beg that you will lot me drive YOU
home, Mrs. Haye," he was saying. "Tt
tell the truth, ordered my carriage OF
purpose-I did, indeed. 1t IL a Lowell,
morning, and, II you will permit It, W,
will drive round by Queens Ash"
He did not look at Violet as he spoke
He knew that whatever her mother die
she must do. Felix had taken her hand
He did not care II all the world heart
what he had to say.
"You will not break through the oil
custom Of walking home with me, Vic
let, or, rather OF allowing me to wall
home with your"
She looked from one to the other will
real distress In her face. Sir Owen di,
not even glance at her; he knew that hi
cause was safe In Mrs. Hayes hands.
"Violet," said Felix, "you cannot hest
tate;" and the girl stood looking at hin
while her mother said:
REALLY, do not know what answer 4
give you, Sir Owen. do not know wha
people will say"
"Why, what does that matter, Mrs
Haye?"
"Well. you see. Sir Owen, Lilford Is
small place, and everybody knows 'ev
erything.'"
my dear lady, what can It matter
all the world knows Of this? ! shall b
very proud of'the honor, ! assure you
Lady 4aslfe would not require SO niue
urxtag.
The last words, vulgar as was tn
spirit which dictated them, quite deter
mined Mrs. Haye. Evidently, IL she di
not 60 with him, he would drive Lad
ROlfe and her daughter. She simpered
little.
"since you are so kind. we will accer
your Offer" she said. 1T will certainl
be very pleasant. ! always tell Mr.. Hay
that the one thing want to make me pei
fectly happy Is q carriage. Now, Violet.
"Violet will allow me to escort he
Mrs. Haye," suggested Felix.
"Oh, no." replied Mrs. Haye. "Viols
must come with me! ] cannot 60 alon
and leave Violet with you. Another TIM
Felix, you shall be her escort. Sir Owe
has been kind enough to order his CA
rage for Us; II would be really impOli,
to refuse. We will say g0od-morning I
you now" And she watched him Will
he shook hands, first with her and the
with Violet.
His handsome young face had grow
white even to the lips; but what could }
dot He was gentleman; he could M
make q "scene;" he could not take Ii
girl from her mothers side against HI
will; he had no carriage with roam steed
and coachmen and footmen In liver
What could he dot Only one thing.
Violet was to 60 In the carriage, he hin
self would put her into 1t.
30 he walked by her side down the av
nue. Of lines and they reached the hia
road where the carriage stood. Thel
were many curious eyes watching tier
Lady Role and the fair Lavinia locke
on In angry indignation.
what does that girl mean by encou
nRinn 0ir Owen 2" said tho mother. "Sup