The Elbert County tribune., 1900-06-14
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ssvT BY AMY BRAZIER.

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!. considerably surprised when,. at
.sort a o'clock, her son dashes into
- drawing room with speed and ex-
claims:
aThe dogcart will be round in five
rinutes. Jump into your bonnet,
-other mine. and well trot over to
| Barrystown.'
Mrs. Bouverie stands up. with look
n Measure and qualification on her
rset old face. Any little attention
, trom George touches her heart.
aHow good of you. my dear boy. to
mink of mel So sweet Of you. George!"
| sbs says, reaching upon tiptoe to kiss
Ms brown cheek, pride and love In her
eyes.
George had refused to go to the
,arty at Barrystown. He had made an
s,rnse and his mother thinks, that,
,seing her disappointment. he has re-
g,etted his decision and changed his
mind.
But are you sure. dear, you don't
mlnd?" she asks. her sweet eyes on his
face, at is good of you to give up
your afternoon to take the old woman
out"
~Of course, like going!" George re-
niles. half shame-facedly. "Trot of,
mother, and put on your toggery; I've
got to change. too"
Twenty minutes later very spruce
and well-groomed young man. with a
little tiny old lady with a bonnet with
yiolets in IT sitting perched beside him,
spins down the avenue and out Of the
gates OF the Grange at pace little
short Of terrific. Mrs. Bouverie is
frightened, but has every confidence In
her son as whip.
He is very fresh. dear, isn't her"
she ventures to ask, as the chestnut
performs various frantic evolutions.
Your aren't frightened. little moth
or, are your" George says. I'VE must
hurry along. you know, for we've a
good bit to go; but there's nothing to
be afraid Of"
The chestnut is a rare good goer.
and steadies to his work presently; but
1t is dark when they reach Barrys-
town.
so good of you to come so far, dear
Mrs. Bouverie." Lady Barry says, in a
hlgh-pitched. harsh voice; land you
have brought your son. How very de-
lightfull l know 1t is hard to get
young men to do anything but hunt"
The rooms are full. George Bou-
vsrie's golden head rises out of the
crowd How handsome he looks! Mrs.
saville. seated on a sofa amidst a bevy
Of friends, remarks witheringly that 1t
Is pity poor dear Mrs. Bouverie has
such bad. unprincipled son.
He Is breaking his mothers heart" "
she adds, lowering her voice. Poor
thingl she told me herself that she
has never known happiness since he
took to gambling. His father, you
know-" And here she lowered her
voice still more. and shakes her head
till the osprey in her headgear shakes
xke a field of barley when the wind
passes over 1t.
1t won't be Mrs. Saville's fault II
George Bouverie's failings are not
magnifed into crimes.
George Is looking for Barbara. Per-
haps she is in the tearoom, and thither
~ vchbo hio way anu tACu " luc
conservatory. which is of the drawing
room. and lit with lamps to display
the beauty of blossoms there.
Yes, Barbara is there, and Sebastian
ID at her side. Barbara's cheeks are
flushed, and her eyes are sparkling
with anger. Sebastian looks moved,
too. out OF his usual cynical calm.
Barbara's face as George appears is a
revelation, and the mans heart throbs
"You have come" the girl says soft
ly turning her back on her cousin and
looking up from beneath the brim Of a
black velvet picture hat trimmed with
ostrich tips. II thought you weren't
coming"
"sebestian's face is white, and his
eyes gleam. How dare Barbara treat
him like that?
viii you come back to my mother
now?' he says pointedly to her. "You
have seen all the chrysanthemums."
i am going TO show them to Mr..
Bouverie," Barbara says. with a smile
that after all is forced. IF you are
tired of them. Sebastian. Mr.. Bou-
Verle Will take care of me-"
without a word Sebastian Saville
walks of, and then all Barbara's care
less. easy manner vanishes; her lips
remble, and II the lashes hide her
ges 1t is because she is striving to
conceal the tears.
he was cruel to me-" she falters
george, | am afraid OF him."
iney are alone. and he takes both
ner hands In his in close clasp.
Let US announce our engagement
Ssroara, and give me the right to
champion you"
Not yet" she whispers. 1--WE must
'at, George, till hear from father
sut that will be weeks and weeks
osioara, he urges. How am l to
.ait and see Sebastian Saville perse-
cutting your"
iaint smile curves her lips. at
FOOLISH OF me. George, but 1 feel
q,a .n OF him. he is so cold. SO cruel
baraf" ' 'o'e ~ 'ou' ~
Two troubled eyes look up at him
lot second.
ies'' she whispers, very low.
slcnate. " ''us anu pos
Ia, O.. my right" he exclaims. "to
tb,. sebastian know that you are mine
ma you have given your love tc
nas,s woman-like. Barbara loves the
'eriul ~ tones of his voice.
nv. ".n tell my aunt myself" she
~ rs, but she will be dreadfully an.
mi, 'eo'ge know quite well Aunt
gh. means me to marry Sebastian
iors 'aia SO over and over. long be-
tsuos quick blush finishes her SEN
wAls,'ore you cared for me-" George