Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-01-31

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offer .you an apology. says sne. iclly
But with a swift glance at his father.
how can l be satisfied whel-.
Her voice breaks.
father with sudden passion, why did
you speak to her of this? Why have
yon deliberately insulted your brothers
childT'
There was no insult. I may have told
her that il she chooses to do such things
as society disapproves of, she must only
submit to the consequences and consider
herself ostracised.'
Compromised you said"
well. it is as good a word; you are
welcome to 1t"
"Pshaw!' says Seaton. with a quick
motion of the hand, as if fiinging the
idea far from him, let us have no more
Of such petty scandal You forget
sternly, that when you seek to compro.
mise Vera, you condemn me, your son."
Dysart shrugged his shoulders.
The man is never in fault; SO your
world rules" says he, lightly.
You persist, then, in your insult"
says Seaton, going step nearer to him,
the veins swelling in his forehead. You
still say that she-'
Il say that, and more" repiied the old
map, undaunted, n very demon of OBJ
stlnacy having now taken possession of
his breast. Il feel even bold enough to
suggest to her the advisability Of an i'm.
mediate marriage with you, as q means
of crushing in the bud the scandal thai
sure to arise out of her imprudence."
Go, Vera; leave the room," says Sea.
:on, with great emotion. - -
why should she GO? It seems to me
sou give her bad ADVICE says Mr.. by
'art, looking from one to the other with
satirically friendly glance. Let her
.ather stay and discuss with us your
marriage with her."
If he had been so foolishly blind as to
nope by this bold move to force Vera
INTO an engagement, his expectations are
now on the instant destroyed by his SON.
Understand me, once for all, that l shall
not marry Vera says he, white with
anger, and some strong feeling that he is
almost powerless to suppress. Were
she to come to me this moment and lay
her hand in mine, and say she was will
ng so far to sacrifice herself, should re-
fuse to listen to her" =
Vera. for the first time since her en-.
rance, lifts her head tc~sooE at him.
Was he thinking of Miss Butler? Was
he true at last to her? A little bitter
smile curls her lip.
II thank you," she says, with a slight
Inclination Of her head toward her cousin,
and with a swift step leaves the room:
CHAPTER XIII.
1nnu dow
INTO the past, four of the dullest days
Griselda Dysart has ever yet endured, as
she is compelled to acknowledge even to
herself. Slowly, with aimless steps, she
Uses and filings aside the moldy volume
she had found in one of the rooms below,
and which she has been making a fruit
ess effort to read. and looks out upon
he sunless pleasure ground beneath her
window. She becomes suddenly aware
Of an unfamiliar figure that, kneelng on
The grass before one Of the beds, seems
20 be wedding away for its dear life.
1t is certainly the new gardener. Poor
creature, whoever he is, what could have
induced him to come here? Uncle Greg.
Dry had evidently found no difficulty. in
replacing his former employe. Had he
secured this new gardener on the old
poor termsl Unhappy creature! poverty
indeed must have been his guest before
lie and his clothes came to such q sorry
pass! At this moment the unhappy
creature" lifts his head. turns 1t deliber-
itely toward her, and-she finds herself
ace to face with Tom Peyton!
A little sharp cry breaks from her; she
titles it, but turns very pale.
You! you!' she says.
Don't look like that!' he says, in
ow tone. but sharply. Would you be-
ray me? Remember. it was my only
hance Of getting near you. Don't faint.
mean, or do anything like that"
"Oh, how could you do such a thing?"
says she. in trembling voice. 'And-
md how strange you look, and what
ireadful clothes you have on.
well, l gave a good deal for them"
says he, casting an eloquent glance at his
:rousers; "more-four times more-than
[ ever yet gave for a suit. I'm sorry you
ion't approve of them: but for myself, I
.hink them becoming, and positively
glory in them; l would rather have them
han any clothes I've ever yet had, and
[ think them right down cheap. It's
.ather a sell if you don't think they suit
ny style of beauty"
He is disgracefully unalive to the hor-
or Of his position. He is even elated by
t, and is plainly on the point of bubbling
,ver with laughter. Given an opportu-
lity indeed, and it is certain he will give
nirth away: Griselda, however. declines
o help him to this opportunity.
Its horrid of you'll don't know how
,ou can laugh" says she, beginning to
ry. Il can't bear to see you dressed
ike that, just like a common man."
we'll think you're a little unkind."
,ays he, regarding her reproachfully. Il
lid think you would be glad to see me.
thought, fancied-I suppose l was
when we parted on that last
lay you were sorry-that you would like
o see me again"
well, that was all true" says Gri
Zelda, sobtingly.
Then what are you crying about!
Il am unhappy that because Of me your
must be made so uncomfortable.
If that's s all" says he. beaminG afresh'
'ft's nothing. I'm not a scrap uncon'.
Portable. 1t strikes me as being a sort
If a larl-h'm-a joke, l mean. 1eei
IS jolly as a sand-boy, and, with Ten
der, earnest glance, ''far jollier. because
can new see you
But how long is it to last! says she'
"It can't go on ike thls lot
ever, and Seaton comes down mere soine
times. and he knows you. go. -.
81 dire say l shall manage TO aVoiu
him. Though 1 have often thought iaie
" that it would be good thing TO taAe
aim irto our confidence.
"Ot. no, no, no indeed" cries she; ne
nigh tell his father, and then all "ouiu
.yI.u tboro,s NV sister. Gracie-she's