Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-31

lhCSoeAS5Ss Wait 'ere, my lass" said he, with an English accent. T II go at once to the secretary"
 I sat in rustic chair by the gate. side, waiting for that functionary. "Ah, come in come in,' said he coolly, as he opened the gate little. He said nothing more, and I followed him-an oldish man with gray eyes and hair and side -whiskers, and neat. ly dressed, his head covered to the ears with a high hat, tilted backward. We took a stone path, and soon entered a rear door.
 She may sit in the servants hall, said he to one of the maids.
 They took my shawl, as he wen; away, and showed me to a room where evidently, the servants did their eat ing. They were inquisitive, those kitchen maids, and now and then was rather put to it for wise reply I said as little as might be, using the dialect, long familiar to me, of the French Canadian. My bonnet amused them. It was none too new or fashion able, and I did not remove 1t.
 Afraid we Il steal it." I heard one of them whisper in the next room Then there was a loud laugh.
 They gave me French paper. read every line of it, and sat looking out of window at the tall trees, at servants who passed to and fro, at his lordship's horses, led up and down for exercise in the stable-yard. at the twi- light glooming the last pictures of a long day until they were all smudged with darkness. Then cardle-light a trying supper hour with maids and cooks and srooms and footfnen at the big table. English, every one of them, and set up with naughty curiosity I would not go to the table. and had a cup Of tea and biscuit there in my corner. A big butler walked in hur- riedly awhile after seven. He loOked down at me as if were the dirt of the gutter.
 i They re Waitin'," said he, curtly. "An' Sir Chawles would like to know if ye would care for humberreller?"
 "Ah, m'sieu'! he rains?' inquired.
 No, num-
 "Ah. he is going to rain, maybe?"
 He made no answer, but turned quickly and went to near closet, from which he brought faded um- brella. | There" said he as he led me to the front door, "see that you send it back"
 On the porch were the secretary and the ladies-three of them.
 "Ciel. what is it?" one of them whispered as I came out. The post-lights were shining in their faces, and lovler I never saw than those of the demoiselles. They stepped lightly to the coach. and the secretary asked if would go in with them.
 "No, m'sieu', was my answer, 'T sit by ze drivaire."
 Come in here you silly goose" said one of the ladies in French. recogniz- ing my nationality.
 Grand merci!" I said, taking my seat by the driver; and then we were off, with as lively team as ever carried me, our lights flashing on the tree trunks. We had been riding more than two hours when we stopped for water at spring-tub uncer hill. They gave me a cup, and, for the ladies, brought each bumper of the cool, trickling flood.
 lei, my tall woman," said one of them, presently, my boot is untied.' coach under ruffies of silk l hesitated, for l was not accustomed to that sort of service
 'Lambine." she exclaimed. Make haste. will you?" her foot moving i'm patiently.
 My fingers got numb in the cold air. and 1 must have been very awk- ward, for presently she boxed my ears and drew her foot away. ; "Dieu." said she Tell him to drive on.'
 ] l got to my seat quickly, confident that nature had not intended me for a lady s-maid. Awhile later we heard the call of a picket far afield. but saw no camp. A horseman-I thought him cavalry oeicer-rassed us. fiashing. in our faces the light of dark lantern, but said nothing. It must have been near midnight when, as We were going slowly through deep sand. heard the clang of cowbell in the near dark ness. Another sounded quickly bit ! farther on. The driver gave no heed EsgFyFsaf 9 1sz IS " sss