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    THK TIM1. N VAX 1 LOOM FIELD, l'A., OVlIllKlt 20, 1877.
tlri'ly unnillkd. I tlimilil lmvc licou
Mow n to shreds. M
Jit? sinilcd.
"J unt as I should have thought. Now
fan you Imagined roiiRli follow liko hip
laying claim to mirh a tlellt'iitoercnturo Y
Don't you pre she was made, for tlietiulct
jilacos of the world, whore the wind dot's
not. lilow; for the luxurious fireside,
where nil her graces would he nt homo,
ami In harmony with everything nround
her? Hut my wife must have ome
IhiiiK'of the gipsy clement. '
"Ah, Captain Klliiitrwooil.tliiit shows
you don't know Miss Vis'otn lifter all.
1 could tell you things hut J shall not
you shall llnd out for yourself."
" I will try ; hut, meanwhile, I think
Mr. iMme will carry away the prize.''
" I hope he will, and that you will re
pent when it Is too Into."
" True feminine cruelty, M In; said, and
J left him, half angry.
And as J turned to go out, Helen De
Kuyter crossed the halcony in front of
the parlor widows. She ennie into the
hall, her lilaek eyes glittering like lia
niniidt, and her cheeks titlame.
" What have you and Captain Elling
wood hecii talking ahout so long y Here
have I heen haunting the halcony and
dining room alternately, for half an
hour, because Katrine said you two were
tete-a tote in the parlor. AVhat were
you ti.lUin;; about ? I'lolting treason, or
ah. I have it match-making !"'
" We ( re talking about Mi?s Vas
eour," 1 said, quietly.
She pave a quick start.
'And what did he say? He's too
wise to fill into your snare, via vhrrv.
( 'aptaiii Kllingwood is not a marrying
' Sit you told me before."
Wasn't I right V Did you ask him ?
"What did he sayV" she demanded,
' I really must refer you to the gentle
man himself," I said, as I broke away
from her, and ran up stairs.
So he did not love Miss Yifcour, after
nil. . How provoking! My castle in the
air was only the baseless fabric of a
vision. It was a great pity. He would
never find any one lovelier, or more
noble, and I was mistaken in thinking
that Miss Vascour regarded him with
favor 'i
'Something in her manner, ft new soft
ness in her always gentle ways, some
new feeling shining in her face, nnd be
stowing tv sweeter beauty these tilings
I had noticed, and set down to Captain
Kllingwood 'h account.
That afternoon I was returning homo
through one of the quiet streets, and
came upon Miss Vascour and M r. Deane,
walking so slowly, that I could scarcely
avoid overtaking them. She started, as
I cameup,anil turned towards me a pale,
agitated face.
"I I am going down this way, Mr.
Deane," and she put a 11 uttering hand
upon mine, and drew me down into an
other street.
Mr. Den no went straight forward, giv
ing a little sharp nod, as we left him, but
not glancing at us.
' " Now, Miss Vascour, what have you
been saying to Mr. Deane?" I began,
but her answer almost a sob sobered
me, in a moment.
"Don't! lam inexpressibly pained.
Don't ask me anything, my dear."
We had an hour before dinner, and I
suggested-a quick walk out towards the
country. She caught eagerly at the pro
posal, and we went on for a half hour,
without speaking. "We climbed a height,
at last, and the city lay behind us, an
inlet of the harbor at our feet, and far
away, the gray sea. A wild March wind
was sweeping over hill, and the sun
swam in red angry clouds. We stopped,
catching a qnick breath, arid holding
our cloaks fast.
"Ah, I wish we could conquer every
thing in life as easily as we can outwalk
and withstand this rude March wind,"
she said, while the wind roared and
whistled around us.
" Our own wayward hearts, do you
mean V
She looked at me suddenly, while the
beautiful eyes tilled.
"O Alice, do you think mine is a
wayward heart " I hope not I hope
I am not ungrateful or unappreciative
but I must be true," she said, with emo
tion. " And so you felt compelled to say to
Mr. Deane. It is a pity, for I believe
lie loves you truly."
A look crossed her face, as if the words
hurt her.
" You would not say so if you knew
how far I am from thinking I could ever
care for him. It would be impossible
quite impossible," she added, seeming to
tqieak more to herself than to me.
" And yet Mr. Deane is an honorable
man, clever, polished, and making his
way in the world."
8he moved uneasily.
" It is this very polish this superfi
cial (smoothness that repels me."
" What would you have t"
" Something higher and Bterner, no
matter if it were more rough. If one
were strong, and true, and biave.I don't
think I should mist those exterior re-
llnemenls those conventional graces
that do so much for Mr. Deane."
Whom wns she thinking of? Or was
it only an Ideal y She was looking
towards the harbor full of ships nt
" That i.s the Arabia, Captain Klllng
wood's vessel," I said.
Her faeo kindled, nnd her eager eyes
sought the place which I Indicated.
" Do you know he goes to sea in an
other month y"
"No! Does ho y" the color vanishing
from her face.
"Yes. He has lain a long time In the
harbor, now waiting for some repairs,
I think. I have a sister who goes to sea
with her husband. How would you
like that V" I said, gayly, in we started
" Vila dipcntl! she answered, blush
ing. " lTpon the sailor, 1 suppose," I re
turned, laughing. " Hut it would be a
doleful life for me."
" I don't know 1 love the sea, and If
my love and my life were there,! should
prefer It to land," she said, sofily.
"I'll tell Capt. Kllingwood that," I
began, mischievously.
She turned a perfectly white frighten
ed face on me.
" Ah forgive me!-' I cried in remorse.
"How could you think 1 was in
earnest V"
I w as punished by seeing her particu
larly reserved with him for a whole
week, and the captain, after looking at
me suspiciously, accepted his fate, and
spent his evenings teaching Miss De
Kuyter chess.
That was her unfailing resource.
IS very gentleman wlm came to the house
had the honor of teaching her (hat in
tricate game, but notwithstanding her
numerous instructors, she never seemed
to make any progress.
At the end of that week came Kaster
Sunday. Miss Vascour came down to
breakfast, looking, as .Mrs. Forsyth
said, as if she had been dreaming of the
angels. Her morning face was always
beautiful, so full of peaceful sunshine n
light, too still and pure to bo called
brightness, looking out of the limpid
brown eyes, and lingering in the tender
dimples and curves of her sweet mouth.
" Will you go to church with me tills
morning y" she said, in a low tone, as
we sat at breakfast. "It is Kaster, you
" Yes, I will go. Have you an offering
for the altar y"
" I'm afraid only a poor one."
Capt. Ellingwood's keen eyes were
upon us, and it was not favorable to
close confidence. He came beside us, as
we went out together.
" Will you let me go with you, this
morning y You ought to indemnify nie
in some way for the past week," he said,
detaining us.
Miss Vascour threw the reply upon
me, and stood still, stroking little Pat
rick's curls.
Patrick O'Mahoney was a little blos
som of a boy, the pride and delight of
the cook's warm Irish heart. The little
fellow clung to Miss Vascour's dress,and
laid his round face in its folds, quite in
awe of the grave captain, who watched
him with a smile, that was half surprise
half pleasure.
" Is it because it is Kaster that you
are so what shall I call it, Miss Vas
cour tolerant of that little specimen of
the canaille y" said the captain. "1
could never have thought of Miss Vas
cour and a little Irish boy in the same
The white hand moved rather restless
ly among the reddish curls on the little
uneasy head, as she said :
" I don't know what strange fancy
you may have about nie, Capt. Klling
wood , but little Patrick and I have al
ways been very good friends."
" What would you think if you were
told that she washes his face mornings,
aud tidies him for breakfast " I said,
Captain Kllingwood lifted his eye
brows, playfully exaggerating his aston
ishment,and just then Mr. Deane passed
through the hall,on his wny out, closing
the door after him, with emphasis, and
so we parted.
An hour afterward Miss Vascour ran
up to my dormitory, on the floor above
her own, and tapped at the door. Her
hands were full of flowers, when I
opened it violet, blue, nnd white, and
odorous, as if they had all winter been
hoarding up sweetness ; some sprays of
fern thrown into relief, and a few
pendent wreaths of the mitchella inter
twined. " My Easter ofl'erlng," she said,witha
radiant face.
" Capt. Kllingwood sent them y"
She nodded, smilingly.
"You are all ready for churchy" I
" Yes."
She retreated a step, whirling around
in graceful sport.
" My new dress, you see. How do you
" Perfect."
It was an exquisite toilet. From the
smooth braids of glossy hair to the
sweeping folds , of tho pretty poplin,
everything wasconime II faut.
" Dove colored, too ! What will Capt.
J'illingwood say V
" Wliaty"
"Hun down stairs now, nnd don't
disturb nie. I'll call for you when I'm
She went down, singing a hymn.
1 heard the low music, ns I proceeded
with my toilet. Suddenly n loud shriek
broke upon the Sabbath stillness of the
house another and another. I rushed
out trembling. Miss Vascour ran down
stairs before nie, with the 'speed of fho
wind. Another shriek. It was from
the basement. I fled thlther,and stumbled
over the housemaid in the doorway.
" For pity's sake, Kllen, what 1.4 (ho
matter V
" Oeh," screamed tin? girl, wringing
her hands, "it's Patrick that's fell Into
the hogshead, and I can't get him out,
he'll be drcunded Intirely and his moth
er left him In my care, the day. Oeh,
whlna, wlilna !"
I ran p:vt her to the kitchen, but
Miss Vascour was there before mc. The
hogshead was sunk tn the ground, near
ly to itn top, nnd poor Patrick's little
while face was disappearing under the
cold dark water for tin? last time. Hel'ore
I c nild speik, Miss Va-c ur had gath
ered her (lowing drapery around her. put
her small hands upon (lie edge of the
hogshead, aud gently and easily lower
ed herself Into it. She stooped to find
(he child, the water rippling nround her
neck, and saturating her braids. In a
moment, she had lifted him out, and I
took him from her hands, ghastly, cold
nnd stark, his reddish curls dripping
with water, nnd all the light gone out of
his pretty blue eyes. Kllen caught him
from my arms.
"Oeh my daiiint, will his mother
ever be nfter forgiving nie for letting the
swate child go and get drounded ! Oeh,
woe's me, woe's me, woe's me. Holy
Mother have pity!" cried the poor
' He isn't drowned," cried Miss Vas
cour, from her hogshead. "Don't you
see ho can't be V O Mrs. Forsyth I"
That lady had rushed to the rescue, and
was circumnavigating the hogshead in
the utmost perplexity and consternation.
"O Mrs. Forsyth, take the child, nnd
let Ellen run quickly for the the doctor.
There's not a moment to be lost."
Everybody seemed to appreciate that
fact, and hurried away in different di
rections. I turned to Miss Vascour.
" How am I ever to get out ?" shesaid,
The cold water was around her shoul
ders, and her teeth were chattering.
"If you could put something in hero
that I could step upon," she said, half
crying, as the excitement died away.
I ran into the house, encounrtering
Captain JCllingwood in tho passage,com
ing in with grave inquiring looks, that
seemed to ask what nil this hubbub was
about. With true feminine instict, I
cried :
"O Captain Jr,!lingwood, come and
take her out!"
I led the way back, swiftly, and the
captain followed, only understanding
that his services were needed. The situ
ntion wouldbe quite im
possible to do justice to the astonishment
in Capt. Ellingwood's face. I laughed,
" Don't laugh," cried Miss Vascour,
piteously, and with a shiver. " I know
I look absurd, but I'm so cold."
" Little Patrick fell in and she took
him out. He would have heen drowned,"
I said to the captain.
He stooped a little ' hand was laid
upon each of his shoulders, and he lifted
her out tenderly, setting her down upon
the ground, looking at her as she stood
there, palo nnd beautiful, and as wet as
an ocean nymph, with eyes that were
strangely soft. I think he took her into
his heart at that moment.
" J'oor little dove!" he said.
A Hush crept slowly into her cheeks.
" Her plumage is sadly milled this
time," I said.
" Well ! There lias been quite a
scene," said Helen De Ituyter, entering
upon tho stage. " Hut your dress Is
ruined," she added surveying Miss Vas
cou r.
" There might be a worse wreck," said
the captain. Helen looked at him sharp
ly. I drew Miss Vascour nwny. Hy-nnd-hy,word
came that Patrick was restored.
There was no church-going that day.
I treated Miss Vascour as unmercifully
as if I had been educated In a hydro
pathic institution; She did not go
down to dinner, but in the evening
Captain Elllngwood came to her door.
The little parlor smiled its prettiest
smiles for him, and Miss Vascour was
lovely in the languor that followed upon
the morning's excitement. After a time,
I discreetly withdrew.
May morning, Miss Vascour stood in
my door her face aglow, and her heart's
secret shining out of her happy eyes. I
guessed It In a moment. In June she
went homo to prepare for her own bridal.
And when Captain J'illingwood mndo
his next voyage, hU pretty wlfo sailed
with him.
- -
IN T1IK CAH wltli Mr. Heller, nnd it
friend, In Hoslon, tho other day,
were some half dozen people, among
them an estimable old lady who had
evidently heen doing her marketing,
Tor she carried ft basket on her lap, con
taining groceries, vegetables, and In
particular ft large quantity of eggs. Mr.
Heller sat down beside the old lady, and
for n few Instants nothing of moment
happened. Mr. Heller then stooped
down and picked up two eggs from (he
floor, nnd handing them to the old lady,
remarked that she was losing them.
The old lady, a little surprised, thanked
Ihepolito gentleman, and everything
again relapsed Into silence. In ft few
moments a repetition of the scene. The
old lady wondered how It was,she hadn't
noticed (he eggs fall, nnd wondered still
more when Mr. Heller n (bird time
picked up several eggs, which he insist
ed had dropped from the basket. This
so puzzled the old lady that she got up,
and taking the eggs out of the basket,
she disposed them on tho seat, arid
taking out the vegetables In the same
manner, put (he eggs back, and the
ot her articles on top of them and then
sat down Mr. Heller then leaned over
ton gentleman who was o:i tho other
side of the old lady nnd remarked
audibly :
"I saw you do that. It's wrong."
" What do you mean, sir what's
wrong y" saiil the gentleman addressed,
rather indignant ut being spoken (o in
this way.
"You shouldn't have taken those
The old lady turned towards (he gen
tleman, nnd looked at him very suspi
ciously, while the other nnswered with
great gravity :
" Are you mad, sir? I took no et7gs."
" Hut I saw you," said Heller.
Hy this time the attention of the other
passengers in the car was directed to the
" Jt is false I" exclaimed the one ac
cused, evidently feeling very uncomfor
table. " That is too much, sir, when I say
I saw you," said Heller, and with that
he arose, nnd passing before the old Indy,
who looked half frightened and half
angry, stood before tho gentleman ac
cused. " What do you call that V" said Heller,
taking from the man's overcoat pocket
two eggs, and handing them to the old
lady, "and that," taking two more from
the other pocket.
" Lord, O Lord, who would a'thought
it y" said tho old lady.
The gentleman from whoso pockets
the eggs had been taken rose from his
seat and stood opposite Heller, saying :
" I don't understand this; perhaps we
can llnd some more."
" No doubt I can," said Heller, put
ting his hand in a side pocket and taking
out three eggs, two more from his hat,
and a couple from his trousers. This
occupied some few minutes, as Heller
proceeded very deliberately and slowly,
to the evident surprise and indignation
of the other occupants of the car. "And
here, look here," continued Heller,
taking a box of spices from tho man's
hind pocket.
" Put that man off the car," said some
body. The car was stopped, and the man on
whom all this had been played waited
for no further development, and bolted
through the door as fast as his legs would
carry him. The old lady confounded
herself in thanks to Mr. Heller, and
said she would never have suspected
he was such a nice looking gentleman,
etc. Mr. Heller's fiiend whispered to
somebody next him, however, and pret
ty soon everybody in the car was laugh
ing, the old lady being the only one who
remained in ignorance that this was one
of Mr. Heller's jokes. Jjy-and-by the
car reached Cambridge and Mr. Heller
and his friend got off. As they were
walking along.the friend said bethought
he had noticed that Mr. Heller had had
a pin in his scarf. " So I had," said Mr.
Heller, and he felt for the pin, hut no
pin was there. " Could I have put it in
my pocket H" and he searched in his
vest. " Hello !" he exclaimed, " where 's
the money y" and he nervously sought
through all his pockets. "Sold, by
Jove!" Mr. Heller was minus a camec
scarf pin, $:8 in bills, and a gold match
box. He had for once struck the wrong
mini, who, while Heller had been going
through him, had been quietly going
through Heller. Strange to say, when
Mr. Heller got back to Boston, lie men
tioned the Incident to nobodv and en
joined strict secrecy on his friend. All
of which shows that it takes two to
play a joke, and that biters ure some
times bitten.
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