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says I, 'Mr. Grizzle, what ?' and says Sammy, but she's the most lady-like he, How do you like the name of girl, I know, and so sweet and good. Grizzle ?' and I said, all of a tremble, I've been right-down jealous of Mrs. that he knew it was a favorite name of Cameron with them two sweet girls, mine, and then, what do you think he and if she'll give one of 'em to us, they went on— Because,' said he, 'me and shan't have reason to repent it, my boy. my partner was goin' to get a sign No, indeed! Lissa Cameron will step painted, and we're undecided whether right into our hearts as well as our to have it “Wigg & Grizzle," or "Wigg house. Sammy, son, I'm proud of you. & Co.” Wigg don't think Grizzle's a -I wish your pa was to home to hear purty name for gilt letters; but if you the news,"--and Mrs. Grizzle wiped her like it, Malvina, that's enough.'. I was eyes, and beamed afresh upon her darmad as a hop-toad, and got right up, ling. for the clock was strikin', and I knew “But, mother, please don't say a word I'd get a scoldin' in the mornin', but about it yet. Of course I'm as good as he put his arm around me and pulled accepted, but the lady hasn't said the me down again, and says he, “ 'Tain't as word yet,--and what if she should back sweet a name as your'n, Malvina, but out?" if you'll exchange your'n for it, I'll have Sam's eyes rested on the river with a it painted on that sign in big gold let- meditative and melancholy expression, ters as bright as the sun.'"

which rendered them perfectly beauti'Well,” said Sam, who had been lis- ful, in his mother's opinion. She did tening rather restlessly, “I should call not see how Miss Cameron could resist that decidedly neat, mother,—not at all him, and was not disposed to abate her awkward. Sho! I remember that sign, congratulations. -the same we had over the store in “I hope she'll give you a decided Greenwich-street.”

answer to-night, for I long to give the “ But what did Miss Cameron say, dear girl a good squeeze, and welcome Sammy?"

her to my family." The pride of Rose Villa kicked a " There's Mr. Dassel coming over, yellow crysanthemum in the face, smiled, mother. Let's talk of something else. and looked foolish.

Somehow, I've been infernally jealous “What did she say? You don't look of him. He's pumped me often, to find as if she'd give you the mitten. Did out what my intentions were; and I'd she say 'yes,' out and out ?”

told him, quick enough, if I hadn't had “ Well, no. She's to give me an a feeling that he was trying to cut me answer to-night.”

out. But she told me, to-day, she " Then it's as good as yes, for girls shouldn't marry him. I tell you, I are mighty short and crusty when they breathed easier after that! I don't see

It don't take 'em half so how any girl can resist him, if he's a long to say no, as it does to give con- mind to make himself agrecable. Somesent. It's their nature to hold back, times I'm in love with him myself.” Sammy. Law! when your pa really “ So be I," said the good matron, did ask, after keepin' me waitin' all laughing and flushing. " He's a born winter, you'd better believe I didn't gentleman. He don't forget to make jump into his arms for the askin'. himself agreeable to the married ladies 'Twas a full week before that matter of as well as the young ones. Then, he's the sign was settled."

so pure, and so womanish in his feelSam said nothing of the vehement ings. There ain't any thing bad in his refusal he had at first received; in fact, gallantry,—which is what makes it so it appeared to him of no consequence delightful. Really, now, he feels as nigh compared with the last sentence spoken to me as if he was my adopted son. I by Miss Cameron.

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beautiful, walking along in the sun- stayed out another hour or two as well light, his hair and heard glistening like as not. That horse Miss Cameron drives amber!"

goes altogether too fast to suit me." Sho, mother, leave them compli- “Come along, my children,” urged ments to the girls. I wish I was as the matron, going towards the house. bandsome, though, and had such a “Pierre told me he was making chickenwalk. I've tried to carry my cane in salad for lunch, and I've been thinkin' his style, but I'm afraid I can't come it, of it the last two hours.” after all."

“ How fine it is to be one of your The object of all this adulation children, and be treated so handsomely," opened the gate, and came up to the remarked Louis, walking by her side. group in his graceful, princely way. It “Really now!” she answered, much would have been impossible for the gratified. “I don't see why I didn't coldest critic to deny the magnificence have a larger family, when I'm so fond of his personal appearance, or to refuse of 'em,” she went on. “But I hope it'll to acknowledge the magnetic power soon be larger. Daughters-in-law are which breathed from his presence. the next best thing to daughters, and Those dark-blue eyes, so like a child's I know Grizzle will act like a fool, he'll in clear, limpid beauty, turned from be so tickled when he begins to have mother to son.

grandchildren.” “Why are you both so bright? Is it Dassel bit his lip. He knew of whom the sunshine, or is it some good news ?" she was thinking as the future mother

“We'd better ask you the same ques- of her grandchildren, and a little thrill tion," responded Mrs. Grizz.e; "you

you of disgust ran along his delicate nerves fairly dazzled us as you came along." at thought of the mingling of such di

Oh, then it must be borrowed lus- verse elements. Would Bettine ?—could tre. I've been in the company of a Bettine ? and he glanced aside at Sam, beautiful woman all the morning. She that new-made gentleman, with an exbas been singing for me

-German mu- pression which would not have been sic and poetry at that,--and I've en- flattering had it been seen. He laughed joyed it."

a little, sardonic laugh. If the girl “ Thank goodness, 'twasn't Lissa," could console herself with Sam Grizzle niuttered Sam to himself.

for his desertion, she would be better “ Have you had lunch, Mr. Dassel ?” off, surely, in a worldly sense, than as

“No, I've not. Mrs. Cameron waited his wife she could hope to be. for her daughter, who was out, and I How much remorse was mingled with came away just as the bell rang." this consoling reflection does not ap

“ Well, I've been waitin' for Sam. pear. It was not enough to injure his So, we'll all go in now and have some appreciation of the salad, to which he thing. I begin to feel faint myself. did moderate and deliberate justice, Sam and Miss Lissa was out a-ridin' to- after his habit; while Sam, quivering gether, you see, and both was late.”

inwardly with excitement, found himThe fond mother could not refrain self cheated out of his usual excellent from this slight hint at the important appetite. affairs in meditation.

Susie was at the table, seated next to “Oh, indeed," murmured Dassel, with Mr. Dassel. He started, and changed a swift glance at Sam's burning face, color, when she, with a blushing shywhose eye met his own with a look of ness which betrayed the folly of her mingled bashfulness and triumph ; "it's precocious little heart, leaned towards a pleasant day for a drive; I don't him, and slipping her hand into his blame them for prolonging it to the arm, pressed it to gain his attention, verge of hunger."

and whispered eagerly, “I don't feel any particular amount “Do you know, Mr. Dassel, if they of appetite," said Sam. “I could have have had a letter from Robbie ?"

to."

“I believe not,” he answered, with “I've been proposing to her, madame some asperity.

and she runs away, in anger." “Oh, please don't be cross with me, “If she was a few years older, Baron, Monsieur le Baron," pouted the child, but you'll not wait. We're not all regaining her sauciness; “I only blind at Rose Villa. We know wbat's wanted to know if he had got safely about to happen. How curious it would across that great, ugly ocean."

turn out if we should all become one Dassel muttered something to him- family, as it were, -wouldn't it, now?" self; then, regaining his good-temper, The baron bowed and smiled, gladpinched Susie's rosy cheek, whisper- cing at poor blushing Sammy. ing,

That afternoon, when Grizzle, senior, “What interest have you in the mat- came home to dinner, he brought a note ter, little lady ?"

from Miss Bayles to his wife, which said “Oh, not any. Only he's a neighbor, that she could spare Saturday to put you know, and I-promised not to for- the finishing touches to that lady's por. get to inquire."

trait, if the diamonds were home and "Exactly. Well, I will keep you ready to be painted. informed. As soon as a letter arrives It seems Mrs. Grizzle's jewels had you shall hear of it. Probably there been at Ball & Black's for some alterawill be one for you also.”

tions in the setting, and had not been, “No, there will not,” regretfully. as yet, transferred, in all their costly " Robbie wouldn't promise to corre- splendor, to the portrait. spond with me, though I asked him “Why, yes,” said the matron, reading

the note over aloud at the table, “ I can “Unkind and ungallant! positively spare Saturday. You mustn't forget to rude!” said the man of the world, with call for them dimonds to-morrow, Grizan amused smile. “ To refuse a lady!" zle, -and do be careful of 'em. They

“I think Robbie Cameron is very cost too much money to lose,--twelve gentlemanly,” replied Susie, with some thousand dollars in all, Mr. Dassel. indignation. “I should not have asked You know you looked at 'em one day." him. I should have waited for him to “ You'll want them Monday, also, for ask me.

That is what women must Miss Bulbous' soirée dansante, will you always do-wait, and be silent,”—with not?” asked Mr. Dassel. a little sigh.

“ To be sure. I forgot to tell you, “Who taught you that, Miss Griz- Grizzle, about the party. Miss Bulbous zle ?"

gives one before she goes back to town. “My own observation, Monsieur le She said it was to be a small affair ; Baron."

but she never does things by halves. “Ah! but warm-hearted little ladies The whole neighborhood will be there, like you cannot always be so discreet. at least. Yes, I shall want my diYou made love to Robbie."

monds, and don't you forget 'em, Griz“Who told you so ?” her cheeks zle. Look-a-here, Sam, what are you flaming up.

going off before the desert for, I'd like “ Who but Robbie ? I'm afraid he to know?" laughed at you, my dear. If I were you Oh, I ain't," said that young gentleI would have my revenge. Marry me, man, coming back to his chair. “I was now, and show him that you do not just looking out to see if it was fairly are for him."

dark yet.” Susie did not hear this last consola- “ Time enough, and to spare,” said tory advice; her breast was choked with his mother, winking at Mr. Dassel, rage and grief; to hide her tears, she “ The Camerons hain't finished their jumped from her chair and ran out of dinner yet. You mustn't go over before the room.

eight o'clock. Are you intending to “ What's the matter with Susie ?" spend the evening there, Mr. Dassel ?"

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* No, I think I'll take the next train and a little more experience, I could to the city. Don't wait up for me, as I shine in society. He would see it!expect to stay all night. I've business he" but why follow the wild thoughts early in the morning."

of a heart, which, in its misery, strove “ Hurry up the fixings, then," said the to gain a grain of comfort from unlady of the house to the elegant head profitable sources. waiter, “or Mr. Dassel will have to go The moonless darkness deepened without his coffee."

about the world; it was cloudy--no The profuse and rich dessert was stars were in the sky; look where she brought on; the aroma of mocha floated would, there was nothing bright but through the brilliantly-lighted room, Rose Villa, nearly all of whose windows whose windows, looking on the lawn flashed with light. She leaned her cold which lay betwixt the house and Mr. forehead against the colder glass, starCameron's grounds, were so private that ing out with eyes, which, if the hopeful the servants had not thought worth lover over there could have seen, would while to drop the blinds.

have startled him. Suddenly the door, In the meantime, a solitary watcher opening upon a side-porch, was thrown was looking across into the cheerful wide by a servant, and Dassel stood one gorgeousness of those windows. Lissa moment on the threshold, the full blaze Cameron had stolen from their dinner of a hall-chandelier falling upon him, before the courses were half served, to revealing the graceful outline of his the darkness and loneliness of the library, tall figure, the floating, golden hair and which had not yet been lighted, and tawny beard, the smiling, handsome stood within the curtains of a window face; then the door closed, and all was which overlooked Rose Villa. She was dark; but she heard the echo of his enduring the severest struggle of her step on the gravelled paths. life, save one. One other wretched “I shall die,” moaned Elizabeth ; "he afternoon she had been in a wilder has killed me." tumult of conflicting feeling than now. She sank on her knees, because As she thought of that afternoon, of all strength failed her, looking out into the she had suffered since, of the future, she night with strained, burning eyes; the wrung her hands together in a silent echo of his step died away; she heard passion of misery.

the shriek and uproar of an approachThe moonless darkness deepened, and ing train, thundering over the road, Rose Villa shone out brightly.

which lay, out of sight, along the river, “ They are warm-hearted," she mur- below the lawn; then, again, all was mured," and they will give me money silence and darkness, save the glaring to do as I please. I can change many windows of Rose Villa, which, like bold things about the house,-soften down eyes, seemed to laugh at her agony. their vulgarity, after a time—and they She knelt there in the shadow until will be very kind to me. I can relieve the door again opened, and the hallmy father of my support, so that he can lamp, this time, beamed upon Sam do more for Milla and Robbie. Milla Grizzle, coming forth, she well knew can remain at home under mother's upon what errand. Oh, where should care, and that will please Louis, who she go? what should she do to escape ? has always seemed so happy in our There was no escape for her. What family-circle.

mattered it? To get away-only to get “I shall never marry any one for love, away from this house, where he came, and why not this good-natured simple- where Milla's happy

happy contentment ton, and show Louis how I despise love, mocked her !-yes, to get away from and can live without it? We will have these maddening things, she would dy a diamond-wedding, we will patronize even into Sam Grizzle's arms. him and Milla,- I will always be able That calmness which is of despair to dress superbly. I believe with dress, settled down upon the storms which

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nad tossed her nature. Presently she Thus do tragedy and comedy play side
beard the door-bell, and Sam's voice by side in the drama of life.
asking for her. If she had placed her In the midst of her wretchedness
finger on her wrist then, her pulse would Lissa's hysterical humor was caught by
have flowed evenly beneath its touch. every trifle. Her father, with a man's
She did not wait to be summoned, but ignorance of a woman's nature, was
glided out of the library into the par- delighted to see his favorite so bright
lor, and said good-evening to Sam with and well. Not that she looked as she
a grave smile, which turned him beet- did during those happy summer-weeks,
color instantly. He would have drop- when such a roseate atmosphere of joy
ped down on his knees, at meeting this hovered about her; but to have her
smile, had not Mr. and Mrs. Cameron playful and mirthful was a gain. He
entered in time to prevent such an old- did not wonder at her being amused
fashioned proceeding.

with Sam Grizzle, who might have
Lissa had said nothing to her mother made the Sphinx laugh with some of
of the proposal she had received. She his agreeabilities.
felt that her mother would disapprove At last the silvery voice of the library-
of it, because she could not blind those clock called ten. Sam cast a side-look
loving eyes to the impulses which alone of despair at Miss Cameron, and re
could urge her to accept it. So the marked,
parents, unaware of the fervor of Sam's “Don't let me keep you up beyond
wish that they were otherwise engaged, your common time, Mr. Cameron.
and seeking to assist their daughter in Somehow, I don't feel sleepy, and if
the task of entertaining their stu- Miss 'Lizabeth would favor me with a
pid but well-meaning young visitor, little music, I could get along without
exerted themselves to have him feel at your troubling yourselves.”

The look which her father turned It was a dull evening. Milla came in upon the guilty parties caused Lissa to for a few moments, but Mr. Dassel was beat a retreat to the piano. Her face not coming, and she had sat so long at was red, and her voice choked as she the piano during the day that she was said, very tired and glad to slip out and give “I will give you one song, and then herself up to the care of old Sabrina. you must go, Mr. Grizzle." Sam was difficult to entertain. His Sam smiled as usual, and came formood was a mingled one, light and ward to turn the music. dark, like that new-fashioned triumph “Now, Miss Lissa, you don't treat me of cookery called marble-cake, and like fair,” in a voice which he thought was that, on the whole, sweet. He answered as low as it was reproachful. “I shan't with a broad smile to each and every sleep a wink to-night, if you don't do as remark, even when Mrs. Cameron asked you promised.” him if he had noticed, in the evening Her hands ran over the keys, bending papers, the death of a young gentle her head as if to read the notes before man, at Yonkers, by drowning, while her, as she answered, bathing. Yet, while his face beamed “Excuse me, Mr. Grizzle, the time like a sun-flower,, he evidently was ill has been so very brief. I have not at ease.

Whenever issa's eye by any talked with my mother. I cannot anchance met his, he made mysterious swer you to-night. Please go home, for signs of distress, which, unstrung as I have thought so much my head were her nerves by the ordeal through aches." which she had passed, struck upon “But when ? " persisted the suitor, them with the force of something in- “Come, now, I'm in an awful way" tensely ludicrous. She laughed so much "Well, why not say Monday evening. that her serene, gentle mother looked at at the party? If I wear a camelia in my her in surprise with reproof in her eyes. hair, it will mean 'yes.'"

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