The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1901-08-29

with mixed company attending his
levee.
Soon after II o'clock the doors of the
private apartments were throwD open,
and his lordship appeared wearing the
look of dignity and proud condescen-
sion combined which we'll became the
star he wore and the ancient title
which he had inherited. His age was
about 80, time of life when there lin
ger some remains of youth and the Sc
rious responsibilities are yet with some
men hardly felt. His face was cold
and proud and hard, the lips firmly set,
the eyes keen and even piercing, the
features regular, his stature tall, but
not ungainly; his figure manly: 1t was
remarkable among those who knew
him intimately that there was as yet
no sign of luxurious living on face and
figure. He was not as yet swelled out
with wine and punch; his neck was
still slender, his face pale, without any
telltale marks of wine and debauchery.
So far as appearance goes, he might
pass IT he chose for a person Of the
most rigid and even austere virtue.
This, as have said, was considered
remarkable by his friends, most Of
whom were already stamped on face
and feature and figure with the out
ward and visible tokens of a profligate
life, for, to confess the truth at the
very beginning and not to attempt con-
cealment or to suffer a false belief as
regards this n0bleman, he was nothing
better than cold blooded, pitiless. self
lsh libertine, a rake and a voluptuary,
one who knew and obeyed no laws
save the laws Of $50 called) honor.
These laws allow a man to waste his
fortune at the gaming table, to ruin
contiding girls, to spend his time with
rake companions in drink and riot
and debauchery Of all kinds. He must,
however, pay his gambling debts; he
must not cheat at cards; he must be
polite in speech; he must be ready to
fight whenever the occasion calls for
his sword and the quarrel seems Of suf-
fcient Importance. Lord Fylingdale,
however, was not among those who
found his chief pleasure securing the
streets and in mad riot. You shall
learn in due course what forms Of
pleasure chiefly attracted him.
have said that his face was proud
There was not, l believe, any man liv~
ing in the whole world who could COM
pare with Lord Fylingdale for pride.
An overwhelming pride sat upon his
brow, was proclaimed by his eyes and
was betrayed by his carriage. With
such pride did Lucifer look round upon
his companions, fallen as they were
and in the depths of hopeless ruin.
He was dressed in manner becom-
ing to his rank. Need we dwell upon
his coat Of purple velvet, his embroid-
cred waistcoat, his white silk stock
ings, his lace Of rufaes and cravat. his
gold buckles and his gold clocks, his
laced hat carried under his arm, his
jeweled sword hilt and the rings upon
his fingers? You would think by his
dress that his wealth was equal to his
pride, and by his reception Of the suit
ors that his power was equal to both
pride and wealth together.
The levee began. One after the other
stepped up to him, spoke a few words,
received few words in reply and re-
tired, each apparently well pleased,
for promises cost nothing. To the poet
who asked for subscription and prof
fered dedication my lord promised
the former, accepted the latter and
added a few words Of praise and good
wishes. But the subscription was new
er paid, and the dedication was after
ward altered so far as the superscrip.
ton to another noble patron. To the