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THE PEOPLE’S HOME JOURNAL.
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ne looked. about, then sat down by the dress-
‘ane le, on which a couple of candles were
burn
“He Seil return soon, I suppose. I will wait
for him.
‘Then his lance, roving over the table, rested
on a note ae ddr essed to himself, which he hastily
opened to 3
“Tam called to London very suddenly. Thought,
by running, I might reach the 10o’clock train, Please
send luggage to may rooms there, and excuse hasty de-
parture. Friend ill.
Yours, as ever, Hartry.” | was heaven in London—fo there.
ie was written with a shaking hand, evi- {He had told her by mean of ‘surreptitious
ly, for the reader could naa make out | notes, conveyed to her by,a traitorous serval
ihe Diet f scrawl. heavily bribed, where h& would thei
CHAPTER IV,
THE BEGINNING OF A TRAGEDY.
cathedral town some
tall shrobs within, st
building, three stories in heig
windows. A semi-circular
arched coors way bore the lege: ond, in in gilt. on °
blue Woouson’s FINTSHING
Sonor FoR mn Youxe pms If i d been a
prlepp. jin Instead of a school,
were epikes tong the top
the grounds; the imposing front gatoway wai
closed with a solid gate always lo eked, except
at the moment wh
smaller gate, or rather door, in the rear wall, to
which only two trusted servants had keys be-
sides Miss Woolson’s own se!
Bu ounds within
the inclosure were
ex
it so bright a presence of the throngs of
pretty young creatures who fluttered there,
sweet as pinks and roses, restless and g i,
butterflies, impatiently biding their time of im-
prison’ , longing to spread the wings of ex-
perience and try their powers that wonder-
ful, be ing world that lay outside. Al
when th 9 done with Fren erbs and
five-finger exercises, with dey ren and that
di
Grand Galop de Concert an inting flowers
from jie what f fine times they were going to
are
beyond that tedious period was a beauti-
tal, toreating whirl of gayety—of dressing,
jancing, 0! dmired and receivin
offers. Even the plain ones and t! ir Bene
teel ones had their dreams, while the rich a
beautiful, who lattered even in scho 00) »
i 0 run riot in the golden
Of all the young iadios i in the school, perhaps
Cicely Faye was the most general favorite. Her
“=-ther was not so wealthy as some, yet he was
sooor s, her mother belonged to to a dis-
Dolores ‘Leon, the great heiress
oa aughter of the great West
use of business was
one of the heaviest in oud Londo lon.
olores was tempered, imperious,
meee liked to
g procession, 6i
wore supposed to ro umd to her ere
And, indeed, it would have been, hard to find
two handsomer girls in the w ed King-
dom. Dolores had great Diack, brilliant eyes 8
rich olive complexion, a splendid bloom an
graceful carriage; her friend was fair as 8 fae
lower, Wi with soft hazel eyes and sunny
Could the poor sub- teacher who led and
guided the fate company help it if, on this par-
feular autumn—the list before that May on
which Cicely left school—a certain fine-looki
wel dressed gentleman made it his business to
" e street while the
tudents ‘marched by. boldly looking. bis ad-
miration of the two who walked composedly be-
_ Her witherin
certainly could not.
times he would contri
dimpling procession ‘vice or thrice in a single
promena:
As the iad 3 remarked, jn commenting on his
conduct to hi upils, such a man must have
little be an "idler, an aimless, silly
i ime.
ay his ti
Who was he? Miss Wostaon, to whom his
finally ascertained that
he was a Londoner Soong i in the vicinity for
ane that hi 6
is Bean yeuz,
al ught Miss Woolson, Me eaio the
high « spirits ors lisses Faye and Leon. “I won-
der wich one of the two it was he tried to at-
tract
Alas! comedies and tragedies have been
played in boarding. schools before and since,
igilant head any the wiser until the
denouement came.
weeks flitted on, bringing the Christmas
vacation, Cicely wrote home, obtaining per-
8, 0)
swith Plentifal
fas
ha
8 place would
6 | hi
Young man in
8 finger, th
- | St. Cyr no longer showed
mission to accept her friend's invitation to
gpend the holidays with her
ndon home. Dolores was wild with delight
Neit!
han stolen
glances at the ga
fe chool- girls
ain from, visits to the opera
Bark, there were shops and people a
Enusement enough in the great city for two
unsophisticated you!
For one of the two ng ges. wag Bi eeppiness. there
0 fo
tend, what nights he
picture galleries on certain etatnge he would
Ana so the secret acquaintance was im-
proved; 0 a fond, foolish, iguerant, innocent
‘irl was led on vant i day or rtwo before the
holidays expired, one of the two girls went out
, leaving the other engrossed
abe
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8
8
ee
3&
3
5:
ER
5
g
6 signin: ere
by her poor litele tre trem and, changed her
iarloy & a aya nd thoughtless gin into the wife of
arle; Cyr.
lio Joon ter married than
The carriage took her bac!
while the man she adored, for
@ done anything, went of
direction, for
profound secret
arted, for that day.
8 ma)
for the present,
< lon le, frightened, chilled, now that he was no
longer ie Til or with fender
preinies the poor, foolish y
to her friends and took, Sher seat wy the
Iuseheon table without one of them suspecting
© had been out of the house.
The next day but one the friends returned t
school. They were followed not long after, but
himself on the street
when the love!
day’s exercise.
was ‘a the town
k no interest in the ladies; he was a
firmed bachelor.
@
con-
s
$
young things!” said thie good old
woman to herself. ~‘*Since they're married
a
destinately. "Tw m
minded to let ’em ‘see each other alll if
a long a8 tate My—an *
sweet, pret eo aye, me He wee!
"Tall use ‘till peri buried ini
‘0 the hidden tndereurrent ‘Of affairs ran on
save something out of the
wreck of his business there.
Poor, proud, passionate Dolores was torn, al-
most in convuls ‘ions, from the neck of het r 8ob-
ra in, after
ackin;
‘aye was lett alone, feoling as if a SB unnderbot
had fallen at ber vei
All the apis. dec anew to. each other confi-
entially that Cicely did not appear like fhe
same girl after ‘Dolores Leon went
lace that now belonged to
the whole family thought
ever was—Cicely did
that charming old
her father, and whic!
ract natural.
Gradually, cyowever, this melancholy, which
bung a8 Gott ly about her sparklin
beauty as the morning mist
rose, wore away in the sunli
were gay guests coming an
at the Rookery—several pleasant neighbors-—
and above all, Cue. Castle, with ita y
agreeable owner, who was not long
Cicely. ware that he looked pow her with ae
admiring interest. How rapidly this admira-
tion had ace pened into a
It sur prise DO one 80 much as Sir Caryl him-
self—t ra the skeptic, the trifler, who for
years had laighed at other men ; Sir Caryl, the
passionate, the jealous, “_
Chosen the “queen rose sebud gar-
” would fain prevent other yes “trom even
coveting the sweet I .
sa le slee| @ to the eyes of the bar.
onet the ne of the abrupt de parture of his
He ¢ sould not believe that Har-
e of the ser-
the eset of any message, and
ve © been strange for one to have gone
5ee3
r
eres
eo,
4
3°
8
ef.
a3
a
3
geenrred duning
had been in
nvited
Wi os St. Cyrin love with C —he,
men, the jambler? oie ‘Cicely
led him ou snd then dilte ted bim
pable of it!” the ‘baronet said to
himself, vit tterly. “Ought to have known
hat the sweetest lips are over one fal Teest—the
most heavenly eyes the most perfidious—the
purest-seeming girl, with the amile of a child,
in her father’s | Ci
'W | Cicely are broken off,
t| you have anything to do with St. Cyr!
01
fo begeli where Si. Cyr had gone very pri-|s
ai
the wickedest? Ay i aia ks know it! But Cicely,
‘icely Faye, yu joubt my own
know) edge! ‘ou ‘completely befo. led me!
Well, £ had enough of it! No more
r
Faye, you have destroyed” in me the Tee pect
mo
I have now upon
any of you. wr throw yourselves in my
way I shall not spare you!”
CHAPTER Y.
‘THE BLOOM OF wel bat ROBE.
HE. Fayes, all poor, Cicely
wondered a hittioe why Sir Caryl
ad not Spon the preceding
would prove anything serious she
rehend until after Captain Faye received a
Rote from Clif’ Castle, which He aid. before
luncheon of that day.
wr pening it, he read, with immeasurable sur-
“Cuier Casru, Wednesday, June 27th,
“To Captain W. F. Fa
“My Dean Sin—My Telations to your daughter
at her desire, For particulars
you will please gotothelady. My feelings toward you
and your family are of thé most friendly character,
and {sincerely hope yours will remain so toward me,
I leave this part of to-morrow. Harley St.
Cyr lett my House last en for London.
“With the highest sstery J rem:
ry aly “yours,
“CARYL CROSSLEY.”
Captain Faye, who, though a very indulgent
parent, had the high temper with which officers
wro have served in India usually return,
fot his daughtor after readin
© came in pale as death,
him in the face.
“ Read that, "Mise Cicely.”
She took the note in her trembling hand and
glanced over i
Mig thet ell fair and square, my girl? Ifitis
not, Tam still young en: ough to give the scoun-
unable to look
appy to-
ompatibility
of. mper, pick we—had ‘not puficiontly con-
sidere . That is all.”
All! By
enough! You lose the
of the best matches in Englan
Poor Cicely burst into tears.
ing one
the cruel and rude treatment she experi-
There wi were
m everybody, though
“T tell you, girl, you have thrown away a
glorious good chancel”
Sill the girl sobbed o1
“e will never have « such another. You do
not know what i is best f for ror you ju. And, pray, what
do we. care, if M has left Chiff Castle?
he mention Be. Cyr? There is noth-
nm you, Cicely, and that penniless,
immoral gamestor, I trawt?” >
bi
“Nothing at all,” cried the poor girl, with a | Pt
shiver,
“That is well for Fou, Understand mot I
would rather see you in your coffin than have
He is
me, now, Cicely,
of jealousy or
femper—no inatter whose fault it was at firet,
d—bad ;
had you n not better make it up before Sir Caryi
is o
“Never!” cried Cicely, for the first, time look
ing ber father full in a the e “Never!
has offended me— de. He is ‘fall 1
suspicion a8 well a ieee No, papa; I giv
him a { geold
gone
and mamma and eo ow company.
need sgme one, an shall not ever care to
et Toob—pooh!
care to marry. It is very well for you to Salk
am . now, when you are only seventeen. Wait un
their parts, they were not so sorry to with you are twenty-five, and see what you will say!
that igh-tomp ed young lady? but “Gels Care to m re say you will care e
ok it strangely to heart *cicely had her settled in life before your mamma and I are
all to herself after that, and made a contidant | gone, or what would you do then? I'm very
of no one. $01 yor aarreled with Sir Caryl. He
Even after she went home to the Rookery — is , and to gee
cellen
lady of Cin Castle foul ain almost have satistie
ny ambition for you.
it Bp, oF I shall be seriou an
d pe iaght
ve me, papa,” was all poor ¢ Cicely could
led down her
te to her mother:
You are not so anxious to be rid of me as to
» she eaid, with quiver-
ing lip
“ Ten me all about it, child,” was Mrs, Faye’s
ewer.
“put Cicel
trouble. wv
gould not tell the reasons of this
ould only eob that Sir Caryl was
ch to blam that oh ne had
dee; iy, offended bim—that no one was to blame.
18. Fa: aaa like the ca aptain, believing the difii.
beet settle itself if left alone, said
ds to her daughter whotl
wen chut herself up for the
reynaindyr of t!
quarrel Trae serious soon became
Ay B00 ‘oodeby to hi
Pride is a passion sometimes even stronger
than love. If after the first day Cicely suffered,
she gave few signs of it. The ho:
company, whom she delighted
gayety. Never had the lovely eyes such a fire
and sparklo—never the sweet lips sich musical
lau. nt vere
if Sir Caryl could have geen aiee with th:
briliiant color on her cheeks
light in her dar eyes be oon
ought worse of ‘her “hea
then 8 id, for i for it chanced that ws the, first sree
Castle mae in tha at ver
Miss Woolson's Finishin
there, from the mouth of a tncad with whom
thy
George, paisa, i Should say it was
¢
For reasons 6 of
"| ner own shevcould hot complain to hor fathe
bad been stung by the taunts of | 1;
Care to marry! All girls fi
i Sgt up an affair with one of the } prettiost of
oR on one believes that ot Cyr would have
n, whose
ys 80 he was nicely befoole:
y you remember,
pieces cary list spring and took Miss Dolores
“It was pot Mies Leon he vas after,” thought
Sir Caryl,” smeodily. “Waa uch guile
veiled b; of such heavenly innocence?
How wel rn remember that day I took St. Cyr to
the Rooker i
there, Deceano
you, Whom
the purest and young crestures, aro
euch a traitor, wach . hypo
but you have Changed a
face, Miss Cicely Faye! If @ child
sho ald fly down into m
kies I would not * pin any faith to her.
othing befor no w but to get such poor
pleasure as I mi 7 out of life.
eBe earege thoughts ran through his
mind while bis (fond wags chattering away
to him about St. Cyr. The very depth of
new love which bad flooded hie goul now tarned
to bitter waters, brackish as the still pools of
the Dead | Ses
I d to him providential that he had
thus stumbled upon confirmatory proof
ents; the
matrons, int ghe oir accomplished
daughters, all armed f iene.
His uncle, Sir John eoetteg hada daughter,
uucy, his only child. Her mother
6 daughter w
idol, rthe star, ihe jewel, th perfect blossom of
Sir John’s heart, would 's carcely put the truth
too strongly, "hue had ‘been Drebonted to Her
Majesty, and was now in the full tide of her
ndon season.
aree curious),
cepted his uncle’s invitation to make
thin, tall girl,
made him inhdly attentive, but wh
im vression atal
8 first day of hie visit to his uncle’ 8 he ar-
rived i sash in time to dress for dinner, John
me
0 made no
not . His toilet complete ue
Caryl wi re wn drawing-room,
whieh, in the soft golden ‘light of the July sun-
8
that direction, attracted by the slow and bril-
liancy of color, # sweet incense of roses,
neleue. orange blossoms and
Raft dite ward i
for they recalled to him wi
strange vividnoas the perfumed yerande att the
ookery which he had paced with Cicely Fa:
when tot “told bis love.” ? ¥ ve
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