The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-11-29
cHAPTE, 1x.-contlnued.
NO not particular ~ y, said Lizzie

CHAPTER Ix.-Continued.
mo, not particular ~" said Lizzie.
| AS she offered the pipe and matches
to her father, he put his arms around
her and spoke gently and most af-
fectionatcly.
| Lizzie. my girl what's the matter
with you?"
Nothing. fathers I'm all right"
| '.Then sit down with me here" he
said cheerfully. while smoke ms
pipe I'm tired myself. There
! He had pulled his chair round from
the bureau and set another chair by
| his side for Lizzie, and now he filled
| the pipe from his old leather pouch.
There; now were cosey.' Lizzie.
waiting till he was ready, had struck
i the match for him, and he was putting
out little clouds of white smoke
| Liz. something has Set me think
| ing-of myself most--and Of you, too.
It's Just this: Is there anything you
fancy?
How do you mean-fancy?"
"Do you want horse-eXercise?' ~
"No, father
..Dr. Bake let fall some remarks
! about horse-eNercise. and 1t has struck
| me how you spoke of Sir Johns horses.
| Lizzie, DO you wish me to buy you a
! horse OF your own---or two horses?
| I'll do IT.
oh. no.. and Lizzie took his hand
and held 1t FOR fIw moments No,
| certainly rot. But what an old dear
| you are.
More dresses? i. More novels
books OF your very own, Liza little
\ library of the best books, Ell? -. An
! other piano?
no. of course not. You have given
! me everything"
I've done my best. Lizzie, I swear
I've always tried 10 do my best-with
| Your poor mother, With your brother,
most of all with you. Perhaps you
| don't know how much I've tried.
| YOU'VE done everything, father"
I've worked hard in my tirne--and
the work tells. I'm Weather-wor,,.
rough-surfaecd, but not rally cross
grained. Lizzie. / love you-if / don't
show tiff / can't show Ii as i ought.
You know what they called me--hedge.-
hog? Well, l. daresay they touched me
or proper enough With that name. But
love you mostdearly.
And love you, father"
81 am proud Of YOU"
"And / am proud of YOU.
Cannon! No CANNON. my dear
but you're not ashamed OF me. That's
a great deal. i know that. and n'ii
grateful. I'm proud to think you hasf
risen above me--proud and happy be-
cause You are like e lady. well-edu-
Gated, able to hold your own. in any
conversation. with the best OF them.
1881 never spared The expense. Bar
now have been thinking the money
is all wasted--if you are unhappy
And Mr.. Crunden put down his pipe
on the desk turned and stretched
forth his hand. Lizzie had risen from
her chair. She went slowly to the win
dow and looked out.
'Well?'
IF l ever am unhappy 1t Is be-
cause you have done too much for me-"
| ''How's that?"
Father. viii you believe I an
grateful II say 1t
go on"
Then I wish" said Lizzie, with a,
sob. you had spared all the expense
and brought me up as a working girl--
never taught me to read and write
never taught ME to- dream, but sent
me out as a servant to .work--wo rk--.
work, without time to dream. as i 10
now all day long,
What do you draam Of?
bitterly impossible things"
and your dreams make you un-
~ ~ h b "
NMiserably unhapp ysone times
"Ah!.' %
Lizzie sobbed again, wiped her eyes
hastily, shifted once or twice MS shs
put her handkerchief away; and then
camA back from the window and laid
her hands on her fathers shoulder.
Father I oughtn't to have said It,
Don't notice what II said. l. am Very
grateful, really.
"sit down. Listen to me: have
made one great mis- take--about your
Ebrother--Dick."
.You didn't understand him.
I "And he didn't understand mo. Fe
despised my work. But blame my
self. He was led as tray by others, Well
] wanted him to have his lesson, and
then come hack and we'd start fair
again. ,.. / never thought OF his dy-
ling bnfore we could make itrup. !. IA.
i blamed myself Lizzie, your mother
blamed me. II broke your mothers
= was r never the Same after,
wards. and she told me on her death-.
bed to be careful with you, . That's 2 I.
what I've been thinking Of very often
lately our poor mothers words, !
promised herfI'd do my best" %
$"You've beenstoog good to me-
Now, what are your 81 dcea ms9 ~
they're Impossible, th$y're beyond ms;
/ II not, I'll spend my last penny to make
| you happy.t.&. can't say more. |. . y
Why don't you answered. vs.
Lizzie had turned away her head,
She pushed back her chair and was
about to get tip ngnin. e
No. said Crnnden 4sternly: stop
where you are! You are all have lett;
you and l must unders tand each other.
lWe'll have no more mistakes. 1T Eli inc,
the truth, What are You pining for."
'Father--I can't tell YOU,
'sAnd say you shall. Sg
Iio had spoken very sternly. n even
roughly; and now lla stood over her,