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33lt O lrA3Ils. I5I .AT. MAY I. I70.
"IlI see it all while I'm away, and It will
hel me." she said. "When things go wrong,
odI feel unhappy, I'll say to myself, 'lt's jst
" bit of the path ;' and then I shall see the
shadow of the clood, and the road winding np
thro#eh it, and coming oat all clear and white
aMd warm, into the nshnaine at the top. But
how long will it take climbing up through the
dltk part, I wonder t"
l1 Can't promise yon that it may nit take
year whole lifetime, avourneen," said Anne.
"eover mind; bold your bead up, and look to
wards the light at the end, and the shadows
weo's hurt you. I was told to give you a leo
ture on content, and you and I have managed
It between us, in our own allegorical, Good
People's Hollow fashion. Is not that your
ather riding towards the house with the boys 1
We had better go down to meet them, for I
have not mobh longer to stay. I feel ears Peter
Lynch Is growing very impatient."
On the whole, Anne was not sorry that the
remaining farewells and lest words had to be
short. She disapproved of the conirse her cou
sai bad resolved to take, toe energ.tically to
make her good wishes, for its sueccen ssutd
easdlal or hopiefll, and she was afraid of apl
1earinl to use h, r irtluentce n opploitin to
the wishes of hie wife and brothir in-law if
she were tempted to uake suggestno lion.
Mr. Daly tiadu her take a turn or two up a.d
down the terrace before the boouae while the
ear was being got raa'y, but to her relief lhe
did not again attempt to disonss the wisdoin or
folly of his present iplane, and hardly alluded
to his approaching departure. has mind was
fall of the Incidents of the mornirg when he
had been into Ballyowen with his sons to at
tend the trial and procure the release of the
prisoners who had been committed for stealing
elnam 's cog.
He was bent on learning the impression that
Pelham's looks had made on Anne, and taking
her opinion respecting the particulars of his
ooadoot on the occasion of his appearing in
ourt, whblch he proceeded to relate to her.
"Like his mother, all over, is not he ut" he
began. "And how he Is ever to get on, any
more than she khas done, with the people here,
bases me to think of. I wish you could have
seen the two boys this morning in Ballyowen.
The gourt was of oourne crowded. You know
the sort of reputation Hill Dennis has of being
a bold, desperate malefaotor, whom no linmb of
the law has ever noceedo.l in laying hold of
yet. The news that his still had been seizead,
and he himself comnmitted to prison, spread
like wildfire, and brought people from all parts
of the country to see how he would comport
hibself before the magistrates. The bo3s
were both summoned as witnessess, Pelham to
swear to the identification of the dog, and Cou.
or on behalf of the prisoners, to show how
poor Liotor came into their possession. Cjn
nor, with all his brass, was by far to most ner
vous of the two ; he was in a state of wild ex
oltement as we rode into the town, and in the
court house sat biting his pocket handker
hilef to pieces, sad making grim cos like a
mad creature. Pelham hardly spoke a word,
and looked just as cunal. I should have
thought he was perfectly indifferent, if I had
not chanced to touch his hand as he rode into
the court house yard, and found that it was as
eold" as lamp of loe. When his name was
Called he stepped forward at once, as if he
were thoroughly usneed to the thing, and an
awered the questions put to him i3 a way that
I could see made a favorable impression on tihe
magistrates on the bench to day ; anid just the
oontrary on the prisoner's partteans, crowding
round the dour and atruiuiig ti, catch every
word. lte re:dly gave his evidence very well,
just answering what wai aiked, with tie bire
truth, cind ~lh.i og uo t.en'otion either way.
Dennis heaned ont ,,f t.e dock, ard trioed to
matoh his eye ; but Il',lltam liked e'i adily be
fore him, and sew Ino onie but the lawy.r who
was questio'ning Iih. 1 lad gone down into
the crowd. aid yliiui call imagineiu the cos: ,11t.ttei
I heard. 'Cold alnl dark anld hardt as neovr a
Daly was before htln,' wal about the most:at f.t
vorable verdict I c:ould pick up. A litti 1. ti:me
after, C'onnor's turn cattle: he alonahed utp.
looking, I :nuist cot'-,a-, very like a et-cho.,l.toy
who knows he lise h:-i got hiuiself into a buti
scrape, pale Itltl sullen, and oimenw hat over
awed. What he had to cay certainly was n,;
very creditable to hininatlf: for a moitenrilt I
that he wonli show off badly. Ilis first ane.
waer some out in a sihay, quavering voice, that
was quite lnandiabli down below; but before
be had done speakirg. Dennis, stretching out
his arms towards him over the dock, called out
before anyone coned stop his--'Speak up.
then, Mr. Connor dear, speak up ; it's yourself
knows the truth, and has the good heart to
to speak it out bold and clear, on behalf of
them that trust 3ou' Conner turned Liround
and looked at the prisoners, and his face qoiv
ared and trembled wilth excitement. For a
moment 1 was afraid he was going to burAt
into tears, but he gave a great gulp, oi-lor nod
resolution came back into his face, and after
that-well, it would have taken a cleverer
lawyer than there was there to get a word out
of him unfavorable to thb prisoners. lie was
questioned closely about his previous knowut
ledge of Denis' mounntain retreat,, anid lie ac
uaointance with what went on there, and yoni
wouit have ttoon lnunned with the keen wit
and slrecdnut , he displayed in frutitg his
answers.
"The history of thin abduction of the dog he
told readily and fairly tinough. though even
there he co:ld not help slipping in a sentetloe
or two that tonled down thie Iiditcul of the
story, atnl gave ia certain air of geni (ouity to
his own conduct in the matter thalt ono would
not have seen in it, certainly, but for his own
showing. I don't meani to say that lie said a
single word that was not literally true, and I
was actually carried away by the spectonunesc
of his story at the time myself, as was every
body else that heard it. lut, thiuktu:g it over.
one sees the ditlernce between hit tr.,th andl
Pelham's. For the life of himt, l doubt who hter
that boy conld speak of any thing that nearly
oonoornood himself, or anyonue lie ared for,
without putting glamour into his words ahout
it. Now, the other hs the baretrnth en his Ips,
and would speak it straight out, if it, carrled
death in it to tht heart next his ownt."
"I respect seob a character," Orled Atne.
"We all know too well what comes in the long
ran of putting the glamour over things, Ho:e
impossible it ts to see correctly, or reach what
one is aiming at, when one walks in a mist of
one's own raising, g lden or dark. Connor's
evidence would make him very popular with
the people in oourt I"
"And indeed it did. I hnrried our getting
out of the town as mnaouh as I could, for fear
btheexpreeslon of it should be too 1lsin. Well,
those boys have contrived out of their foolish
quarrel about a dog to fix a obaraoter on thbem
oalves, and win hatred and love that will last
them their lives, and go for to make or mar
them, If I'm not much mistaken, seeing that
oe of them at least is likely to pass the best
part of his life here."
"They could do mnoh to help each other, If
they would," remarked Anne. 'So sober
mileded an elder brother as Pelham might
have a very happy influence on Conuor's vole
tile chbaracter; while Connor, with his ready
wit and art of winnioRg popularity wherever
be goes, might serve Pelham well, if once they
learned to appreciate each other and came to
be close friends as well se brothers."
"Ah, if-- the question is bow you are to brlng
ice and fire together withont their being the
death of each other. Ilave I n3t been trying
it these nineteen years I No, Anne, don't look
reproachfnlly at me as if I were again oom
plaioing of my lot, or failing to stand manful
l by the oholoe I made. You had too mooh of
that when I spoke to you at the lifllow last
week, and I have come slnoe to a better mind.
It was the real thing that took hold of me that
dly when I rode up to Pelham Court, and had
a glimpse of a sober-faced little girl sewiog by
an op *n window, and vowed to myself that I
would not go away till I had brought a smile
to the grave lips. 'Many waters cannot quench
love.' I've read that somewhere. and true it
is. We Dalys, though we are a feather-head
ed race, have hearts that hold what they fasten
on with a tight grip, and for all that's come
and gone, her smile-such a ghost of a smile
as I ever get-le as much to me now as it was
then; and I fnd I am as ready to pay heart's
blood to win it. This leaving home is a great
wrench," he oontinued, after a moment's pause,
during which his eyes wandered over the land
soape, from the dark purple, oloudy ridge of
the distant Marm T'urk Mountains to the
dancing waters of the lake, and the soft, bright
sides or the upward swelling green hills near
at hand, that stood out clear in the blue east
sky. "A great wrench ; and I know it will be
a weary, worthless strt of life I'll lead all the
time I am away from here; but I'm fool enough
to feel paid by the change the concession has
made is her. She'll be able to endure me bet
ter when she gets me away from everything I
care for that's not herself. I suppose that's
the nature of women."
Anne thought privately that it was not her
nature, but she only said "I am glad you
have told me tnis to-night; it makes me under
stanid your going better. I did not like to
think it was just shrinking away from trouble
arid work that had to be done."
"'IPrhap1 I' like Connor in putting a little
glamour over my ,doings It's odd the glimpses
onee gts into one's character, and how it looks
to othetr people, by watching a reproduction of
oneself in an,ut her generation. When I per
ceive the quil t contempt in which Pelham
holds Conncor, I begin to understand how it is
that my wife has never succeeded in taking
ue at moy own valuation. That brings me to
the question we were discussing before-how
the.s two lads are ever to pull together "
have yourself experienced how powerful is the
attraction a strong, self-restrained, conscienti
one nature can exercise over a more impulsive
volati!e one. I should not despair of seeing a
bond of more than common affeotion formed
between C,onnor and Pelham. It may take
some peculiar circumstance-perhaps some
great trouble-to show the best side of each to
the other; but you may depend upon it their
lives won't pass without something arising to
draw them together. It has never been the
habit cf your people to have their foes of their
own household ; and there have been brothers
of your race before now, you know, who have
gone to the death for each other."
"It is you. Anne, that always leaves the word
of comfort behind you. Woo will I have to
talk me out of my troubles when I'm away
from you I"
"Well, good bye. We have come to that,
and there's no more to be said. I won't turn
bank to the house, for I had rather not inflict
another leaving-taking on Ellen. Send the
car after me, and don't come back to put ute
in. Peter Lynch disapproves utterly of your
leaving the country. lie won't bestow word
or look upon you; and be will make the horse
dance if you come near."
CHAI'TER VIII.
S The light that lights them is not steady
and polar, but variable and siltting; waziing and again
waning. lhelr converssti,,n is acoordinlty. they
wlQl tllrow out a randomt word in and out of season.nnd
he aontont to let it pass for w lst It Is worth. They
rcatlot speak alwa3 s as if they were upon their oath,
but lut be uioderatood, leteuklg or writing, with
sonli abatement. 1 boey sIlit,m wait to niatre a prol.
piitsiou, hbut e'oa b-g ig t to market in the green ear.
- . LtA.
The absence of its owner from Castle l)aly
had the double etlect onil Anne O'Flaherty of
i, tlncing her to shut herself up more than evdr
with her owun ituj~:sn int her kingdlio, as the
little valley was tiled by its inbhatitalts, and
of carh;ltn her thoughts to stray so often to
I,,., ditllori t loc. itiie from which lett.ers di
rectes! it: -E'len I) ily' handwriting reached
,her, that rit often told Murdolok M.lachy,
a hour sbi hi'd itaken into her service, when lie
liltpied in n h the lettertbag, thll:t i e did not
know whether she really spent O.at of her
tine in E }glund or in Irelantd.
The bury Ito:inotonouis daytis uand monthe blip
ped ,by in the Ilullow. Atnne did not grow less
ci tlil.lial with her esrvan's .ltd Inferiors
for hav ing lost the only lqunl ciin panionship
i it:.i: her teachb, or fir knowirg that there
was In' Mre. l)aly near to look disapproving
ntsurprise on hir eccentricities in thiu respect.
A good deal of gotsup reacted her blo)ut the
ay nge andil doings of Mr. Thoruley, the Eng.
liab gentleman, a relative of Sir Chiarles Pel
ham, who had been sent over from England to
manago Mr. Daly's at'fare in his absence, and
who with his sister had taken up his abode at
Castle Doly. The accounts reached her filtered
through the prejudices and colored by the
grudges (reasonably or unreaso:nably enter
tained) of the narrators; and Anne listened
eyltpatheticaily, as was her wont, without
always troubling herself to unravel fact from
tiction. A stranger who acts decisively on his
own jltdgjlent, withoutn condescending to con
eult oild residonts, and who in small things
and great. front the granting of leases to the
breeding ef' pigs, aplpearidi by all accounls to
have diatiotricllly olpp~tosit views froit her
own and Peter Lyiih'i wev pretty sure to go
wrong, and eooner i r liter do serions tios
chiir.
It Anne's conrciicr csc iolsionally pricked
her for havilng alloedl i.eres.:f to beconio a
dtecided partisan oil the Ipi oplar ail , bhe wal
o.ure the rnext day to be rrlided nqultiittld with
soiie fresh irlan euce of Ifrshiuess, on Mr.
T'ornley's part. that r rortir,dt hter to stelf corn
placeney by sieeming lti j's:nt .i niy amount of
inditgnas,;in. In sonmi o i a of what seemed
to her iper:lt-ively nij:uts tr-rtIr en t of tenants,
she t:oght it t ier dutty to write aitd give Mr
).tiy her oplinion of Ibis agent,'s conduct, aind
thlietco rtsultrd an irritating cirrt'spotndence
wli ch uenually enderd by A. iue's having to ao
linowledge that the version of affair which
Mr. Thornley cotmuiniit:tted to Mr. 1)aly in
self justtioni ion, while it tmatedially d f1.'rcd
from her own, was eulnstantially too correct
one, and that her iuterftretine hna been ill
jidged and uncalled-for. Oico or twice Anne
cut the discussion short before it reachet this
point by re-ceiving the rtjoctedl tenants as sot.
I lern on hier own domain. and fonund that she
had introduced hoopeltssly bad sleep among
her Ilock. If this discovery ought to have
moltlfied her auger against Mr. Thornley, It
did not; it onlly indnoed her to endoreo heartily
the sentimnent of Peter Lynoh-that there was
"nothing but ill-look to be expected in a coun
try when mean-spirited, grasping negroes bhad
the rule in it; seetug they took all the bodens
on to their neighbors' shoulders "
One day, more than a year after their srri
val in the country. Mr. and Miss Thornley rode
over from Castle Daly to visit Good People's
Hollow, bearing, in guise of an olive branoh, a
package of rare ltwer seeds and onuttings,
whioh Sir Charles Pelham had transmitted to
them from Pelham Court for Miss O'Flaherty's
asooeptance, and requested them to deliver with
their own hands.
The visit was well-intentioned, but it did
not prove happy or well-timed. Andone had re
oeived a letter that morning from Sir Charles
Pelbam, roundly accusing her of adding to
Mr. Daly's diffloulties by encouraging a disaf
feoted spirit among his tenantry, and she was
too seriously hurt by the asconsation to be mol
lified even by a bribe of dlower-seeds. Then
it had given her a sharp pang to see two
etrangoe figures, mounted on Mr. Daly's horse
and Ellen's pony, approaching the house by
I he path along whioh shehad aso often watched
the coming of her friends. The unasocustomed
sounds of a sh irp double-knock on the little
osed front door, and of strange voices in s
strangely high key asking in the hall for Miss
O'Flaherty, jarred upon her nerves; and when
at last the visitors were snabered into one of
the turretroorne, their appearanoe so utterly
contradloted Anne's anticipations, that shbe
felt as muooh put out as if some one had given
her the lie to her foe.
...
Toe gentleman, who entered first, was mosot
provokingly contradiotory to all Anne's expen
tations. For the last eighteen months she had
been picturing Mr. Thornley to herself as a
hale, fresh-faoed, obstinate-headed John Buall
sort of a man, of the Sir Charles Pelbam type,
who would talk her down with load-voiced
self-assertion, or crush her good humoredly
with contemptsoos patronage. The gentle
man with wbom she found herself shaklng
bands was, in the first place, mooh younger
than she had expected, and had much more the
air of a scholar than a man of business. He
was this, and not particularly tall, while face,
whiskers, hair, and eyebrows partook of a gen
eral grey neutral tint that would have stamped
the whole person with insignificance if the
ooontenanoce had not been redeemed by the
presence of a pair of very bright grey eyes,
looking keenly out from under the sandy eye
brows, and by the play of the lips, which
when speaking disclosed two rows of very
white teeth, and when silent fell into a curve,
that puzzled you to make out whether it was
a smile or a sneer.
"Thet little whitey-brown grocer's appren
tice to attempt to rule over us in the place of
Dermot Daly. Pnew I"thought Anne, and she
dropped the hand she could not bring herself
to shake cordially. The lady who followed
and claimed ., ls O Faherty's second greeting
appeared to be about five or six years her
brother's set:ior, and exaggerated in her person
the nentraltint effitt produced by his, so that
she gave Anne the impression of having been
out out, dress, face, hair, and all. front an im
mense sheet of packing pater. Both spoke in
pleasant, well tred tones, and brought out
well-chosun remarks with.a deliberation and
air of good sense that reduced Miss O Flaherty
to a state of conscious idiocy, and robbed her
of all possibility of inventing appropriate re
plies. Yet though the conversation langaish
ed, her 'i-itors were in no harry to go away,
looking about them with an air of intelligent
investigation, such as would have become a
European traveller in a Kamschatkau hut or
Indian wigwam. They asked permission to
examine the Good People's Hollow works of
art that adorned the cheffoniers and chimney
pieces, and they did examine them thoroughly,
passing little faintly laudatory remarks upon
them to each other, that so put Anne past her
patience, that she longed to end the talk by
knocking together the two neutral-tinted
heads bent oritically over her treasures.
Every now and then, while indifferent dis
course wont on, Anne felt that four thoughtful,
cold eyes were stealing critical glances at her
self, as at some strange, unaccountable poasi
bly malevolent being, whose ignorant animos
ity was to be soothed away or rendered harm
less by the charnms of superior wisdom and a
magnanimeue example of tolerant goodwill.
She went out of the room for a few minutes to
order some additions to her luncheon, and on
approaching the turret-room door was start led
by hearing a laugh, actually a natural girlish
and boyish lit of laughter, perpetrated by her
prim visitors. Peeping in, she saw that Miss
Thornley had lifted up a gaily-colored feather
ilower wreath from the oheffonier, and was
holding it round her brother's head, and mak
ing him admire the effect in the cracked look
ing-glass above the chimney-piece. Concor
had cracked the glass long ago, and Anne
know well how distorted everything looked in
it.
The two faces had now a tinge of color and
light in them, and the white teeth showed
agreeably, but it did r:ot propitiate Anne to
fiud that her guests' stupidity was due to her
presence, and that they could be animated at
her expernsu. After luncheon they tookawalk
thlongn the valley to examine some new cot
tages Anne was It:ilding, and to talk to
Peter L]uch s atont thi, draining of the bog
lands o the, hill-.ie, avnd the other egri-ul
tural lini.r ,v :rt,.ui c I.r which tl,:i vallh was
fanioi i.,
An ite readl n I',' er Lynch's stolid face a
lixed d-teri.:iteititn nIt to let a word of useful
iutiirnilailn he s(lo g.,ni irom Lim by her
present visitiel, even if he v.ere to be torn by
wild Lor is for hi, tijiecv, and for peace's sake
contrived to leave her ir.me nmin o'er to the
lady's imiatnagementt, ad u.oaopouliz the com
pany of the gentleman berself. 11i did not
like it, and tried at fir-i to show his indtffer
ence to ally i:n',iriatton o: maltt.-r of bucines
tti ' crtei fro-t a ;o dy, byv reotrlcti:g his com
municatieis witlh Mit8 OFiahcrty to remarks
on the scenery an, ly tnning h-dr t, P.ter
Lynch when be wish-it to ask a question re
specting the nature of the soil or the works he
saw c crried on. Anne could not help enjoying
the pt:zz'ed look that Peter's astounding re
plies brought upon his face. In despair, at
last he cameo back to iher, and against the will
of both they were drawn, by the vital interest
that each took in the topics that opened up,
to throw off restraint and talk freely. Anne
had the most to say at first. It was the wis
dom or folly of the work of her life that was
in question, and somehow it was no longer an
insgnifl:ant countenancn into which she
looked up as she talked. It was the thought
fni, pondcuring face, yonng and yet strangely
oltd. it a deeply interested inquirer, whose ver
dict she coold not help eagerly wishing to win
for her own views. The questions he asked
showetd that be had thought a great deal on
thesut-bj-cts he was investigating, and Anne
answere.d and argued, and her words flow out
faster ansd fus'er, and began to take color from
her hopes instead of her experience, till she
found herself xan"unding unreservedly to tuis
stranger sornme of the nmt cherisled dreams
and aepiratiors of her solitary hours. This
was whlth. they were investiigating the indust
rial works atd chief points of interest in
Acnne's little doiain : p;ieping into the new
cbt-ins, an:d mtenenrtug the depths of the
drains, and pacing the dimeneoins of the
plrtio p'ots won from the bi)ttom of the bog ;
while Mr. Thorle3'sa eyes were occupied with
lo-king as well as his ears with listening.
After lengthened plrogrees they returned to the
houne by a mnltitaiu path where there was
nothirg to be exan.intd ; then Mr. Tlornley
took hIn ttrn to speak, and Anne walked by
his side, listenitng and wishing that she could
take back and hide every one of her words.
lis were quiet and coiite enough, lie spoke
from the calm heights of logical deductions,
and proved by well argued and thoroughly es
tablished lass of other people's fiadiig out,
how baselees tall Anne's expectations were;
how bure her work was to fall to pieces and
fail in the long run; and how miserably in
adequate her little bit of partial experience
was to set against the world-wide, often proved
wisdom on which he founded his theories. As
he talked, a huge, crushing, iron monster
called Political E:onomy seemed to loom for
the first time on Anne's vision, before whose
Juggernaut wheels the prosperity of her popu
lous little valley must inevitably be ground to
powder some day. And the demolisher of her
bright visions did not appear to find anything
to regret Io the reensults he foresaw so plainly.
lIe stood still and looked over the valley lying
bright in the golden sunset, where the labor
ers stood in grotps about the gates of their
little garden enclosures, and the women came
out antd put the babies into their fathers'
arms, and children filled the air with joyous
evening olamour ; and talked quite calmly of
the inevitable evils attending on the subdi
vision of land, and the certainty that an over
stimulated population like the one he was
surveying must come at last to the point of
being decimated by want and sickness. He
did not particularly regret that it should be
so. Law was law, fortunately inevitable and
unvarying; and the object most to be desired
was that Itse workingse should be fully under
stood and recogniz-d, and that ignorant indi
vidual action should be restrainedl. What did
the disappointments and losses of the inhab
itants of an obscure valley signify, if only the
great principles on which the world progreas
ed were justified and made plain ?
For a moment or two Anne hated him with
all the strength of her vehement, unreason
able Irish heart; and then, glanling up into
the old young face, she oaught an expression
on it that softened her and changed her indig
nat'on into a saile of wonder.
The far-away eyes were so clearly not look.
log atanything near, but watching the Im
aginary march of great eystems and the results
of long ages, with sucb a strange uniodividual
interest, that she could not bring out the
charge of heartlessness that was on her lips.
It was a sort of enthusiasm that changed the
grey, insignificant face, and quickened it with
life and power : an incomprebensible enthous
lasm for some ideal far out of her sight, yet its
existence gave her a glimpse into a mood she
could sympathies with better than with the
hard sense the words professed. The sentence
she did bring out instead of the indignant re
proof that had risen to her lips, was perhaps
more disgusting than the reproof would have
been to her companion.
"'You are young yet." Anne said. with a deep
sigh ; "if you live to be as old as I am, and by
haunce get interested in the lives and troubles
of the poor people you reside among-I think
you could-you will learn to be glad to take
the most practical way that comes to hand of
rescuing them from present degradation and
suffering, and you will leave remote conse
quences to take their chance."
"I shall know that the remote consequences
most come when they are due. I shall not ex
pect by any efforts of mine to bring about re
salts which economical and social laws are
dead againet."
"Youn speak about laws as if they were
alive," cried Anne ; "horrible, heartless things
-I don't believe in them. I believe in God, and
I don't think He is ever dead against any
honest effort to do good to our fellow-creat
ures, even if it be a somewhat mistaken one.
He will take care that some good, physical or
moral or spiritual, comes out of it somehow."
Mr. Thornley shrugged his shoulders; his
face changed to its ordinary grey quietude,
were questions blooght up which he had de
cided did not concern him, into the discussion
of which he absolutely and always refused to
be drawn. It was his turn now to wish to
call back his words, regretting the pearls of
wisdom he had cast away. What was the use
of explaining principles to a woman, since
women never can be touched by anything be.
yJod the range of their own experience, and
will not consent to consider the most practical
qnatsion without intruding subtleties of speo
ulation or emotion that can only lead astray ?
There was a strange lightin Anne's eyes too
as she raised them op from her valley beyond
its protecting hills tb the golden gates of the
sunset, the sight of which troubled him, and
woke that nnreascnlble yearning in his heart
kept down habitually at the cost of so much
pain. He wonld not be tempted on to suhot
dangerons ground by any one.
When Anne had done gazing skyward and
walked on, he stooped and gathered a handful
ofeyobright and sun-dew, and for the rest of
the way home talked diligently of botany and
nothing else. Anne walked by his side silent
and annoyed ; she had felt rather than seen
the shrug, and if there was a thing specially
repugnant to her, it was the being obliged to
discourse or listen to discourse on indifferent
subjects with a full heart.
bliss O'Flaherty's hospitality obliged her to
bring her visitors into the lodge to take coffee
before they set out on their long ride home
and just as they were saying good-bye, Miss
Thornley contrived by almost her last words
to put a crown on all the petty cffenoes of the
day. She stoppod before a portrait of Ellen
Daly that hung in the entrance hail.
"Ah, look here, John," she said; "this is
evidently another likeness of the girl whose
portrait used to Lang over the chimney-piece in
the :ibrary at Castle 1)aly."
"U'de to hang !" cried Anno sharply.
'Yes, the library is one of the rooms we are
,ccupying now, and Mr. Daly kindly begged
un to nkahe an-v changes in them that we found
ooavenient. W 'are not particular as to farni
toreand comfort, John and I, but we have
lived abroad a gird deal at various times, and
wel;ke the pictures about os to be goo;l if we
have any at all. We ventured to dethrone the
portrait, which was lather an eyesore, and sub
stituted on engraving we brouogLt with us.
But I assure you the painting is safe ; I car
ried it up to a dry atti?, and covered it over
carefully myself"
Mr. Thornuly canto up and peered with half
closed eyes at. the canvas. " Yes, certainly, it
better painted, I truik."
"The picture at Castle Daly is thought to be
particularly well painted ty every one about
here." remarked Anne stifly.
"Young Mr. O'Roone seemed to admire it
immensely, I remember," said Miss Thornley,
with a smile at her brother that protested
against their being bound by the taste of any
Mr O'Roone. "fie was very much disposed to
quarrel with John for taking it down, but we
wanted a good light for our engraving, and it
did not occur to as that we were committing
an enormity."
They called each O,~ or John and Bride, and
said "we" and "as" with tones and looks of
perfect mntual understanding and confident
sympathy, esuch an can :,uly exist letween peo
pie cf thorourrghly congenial characters who
Lave lived loirg together, and which have a
tendency to imake onuidre f,-el somewhat put
out of court. Anne j let then thought their
manrnners detestable.
When the doeor clser b,hind the brother
and sister she wrnt b.r; t1o di hombage before
her darling's portrait, snld atone to it for the
slight pr't upotln its counte-rpart. The coloring
might obe a lit.' l gandy, tie attitude wooden,
but what cou'd people he e made of who found
even an imuperfect repreoentat!on of that face
an eyesore.
T'e artist haI really managed to put some
thing of the true expression into the pictured
eyes, or Anna looked till she conjared it up.
Wistful, tender, gay, eager and timid all at
once, a dezon driffrent and contradictory qual
ities beaming out theirexpreseeion througnu the
eonl's wide-open windows, blending into a
look, a spell, a charm, that if it had not power
to "wile iish out of the water, and water out
of a stone," might surely have won tolerance,
if not admiration, from the most supercilious
cf English hearts. That the Thornleys could
resiest it. nettlet their place forever in Anne's
east mation.
CIIAprTER IX.
A rainy autumn, and an unusually severe
winter, when the monotain roads were almost
impassable, excused Miss O'Flaherty from be
ing in any hast to return the Thornleys' visit.
The months of Mr. Daly's absence crept on,
till yet another summer and winter were passe
ed, and the third year; of his absence was
reached. Anne's letters from England began
to be less frequent, and sometimes brought
news that made her look grave as she read,
even though she knew that Murdock Malahoby
who was now permanently installed in her
service, was studyinog her foace, and was re
solved not to leave the room till he had re
ceived his share of news. Mrs. Daly, instead
of growing stronger in her native air, had
become a more confirmed invalid, and was
constantly bchanging from place to place in
search of the heelth and comfort that seemed
to fly from her. Anne wondered whether it
was the disappointment that so frequently
follows the fulfillment ofa longoherished wish
that was making her life a burden to her.
Connor after twice running away from two
different English schools, and narrowly escap
log expulsion from a third, finally got his way
and was entered at Trinity College, Doblin,
whence Anne and Murdock too received gay
letters, containiug acoonunte of wild freaks
and rhapsodies about iew friendships, some
times, too, promises of speedy visits, which,
however, never came off.
Oosasionally, with the letter, came a newse
paper adorned with verses in the poet's corner,
signed ' Conneor of the Double Sword." Anne
sometlmee laughed and eometimes ariedl over
her flrst reading of these produootion, but was
never able to manage the second dispassionate
perusal shabe intended. Somehow or other the
newspaper, however carefully hidden away,
was sure to vanish in the course of the morn
ing, and did not return to her possession till
the paper was in holes and the printing worn
away by the numerous unfoldings and hand
lings it had undergone from those to whom
Murdock Malaoby had not had the heart to
deny the privilege of looking at Mr. Connor's
"poetry and mosic with their own eyes." There
was, however, no danger of Anne's forgetting
the words; they seemed after that to have
got into the air, and to be always comiog bsek
to her borne on voices whiob, if they disAg
nred them as to acsoent, at least gave them em
phasis enough.
Those were the years of O'Connell's trial and
imprisonment, and the verses were of course
patriotic, end seaoh as did not lose any force
by want of decislon in the sympathiea of the
writer.
Pelham was reported to be q'ietly and
creditably keeping his terms at Oaiord. " eand
learning " Ellen's letters said, "to tolerate me
better than he nesed to do. 1 rise in his estima
tion," she wrote, " when be brings any of his
friends home, and finds that at sight of me
they are not exactly shocked; and that even
when I do perpetrate bolls and slip out an
Irish phrase in an Irish accent, they think me
worth talking to. BJtween ourselves, this same
talking is often hard work for me. Pelham's
friends are all out ont so exactly on the model
of himself. I am obliged to ran away every
now and then to laugh by msolf, they do
make such a blushing and stammering over a
few soft words ; such as Darby O'Raone would
have turned off his tongue as easily as he
would have said good morniog, meaning es
little by them. I get very tired of the talk,
that I daren't put any spirit into, from fear of
being misunderstood, but I bear it, for it
brings a little kindness for me into Pelbam's
have quite made up my mind thabthosee two
will never approve of me-of my very self
out of their own hearts, so I try to be content
with little bits of reflected favor when they
catch sight of me in a light that is not bad in
other people's eyes. Sometimes I am afraid it
will almost make a hypocrite of me, I do strive
so hard to make people I don't care for think
well of me, that I may wear their good opin
ions like ornaments round me, and so look a
little less despicable to those whose approval
I covet so earnestly. It is very freezing work.
You see Connor is generally sway from home,
and his letters give mamma a bad headache,
and papa pockets them, his share and mine,
too, to take them out of the way of comments,
and carries them ofl to read over and over to
himself or to his friends. Now I come to the
worst of all my comilaints. I hardly like to
write it even to you, Anne. We see very little
of papa now, he hardly seems to belong to the
house. There is nothing for him to do in the
doll little houses, where we never stay long
enough to get a home-like feeling. Of course
he makes friends wherever we go, but I fancy
somehow they are not the sort of people he
cares for mamma and me to be intimate with,
and Pelham looks down upon them, because
you see they are generally Irish and poor, and
I daresey rather queer, like you and me. I
know they would suait me a great deal better
than Pelham friends. Sometimes when we are
sitting prim in the drawing-room, and I hear
a loud knock at the front door, I rush out and
lean over the bannisters just to catch the
sound of voices that bring a whiff of home
with them, or to hear a laugh or a joking word
that has some heart in it. Then I peep and
see papa come out and slip his hand under
some shabbily-coated arm and stroll out of the
open door into the street, talking and laugh
ing, and looking a little bit like his old self.
How I long to follow him! I daresay they are
going to some place that would not suit me,
or he would let me come; but, obh my whole
scol goo~ out in longing for one free day-such
a day as Connuor and I used to have In plenty
at home. An old man, wih very ragged grey
whiokere, and wiepe of reddish hair round
his bald bead, who often Comes, caught sight
of me one day. and papa made me come down,
and said who I was. lie is a doctor; his name
is Lynch ; and, Anne, I do bcheve he is a re
lation of Peter's. He said he lived close to
Good People's Hollow in his early days, and
that you were the light of his eyes and the
jewel of his heart; he called me Miss Eileen,
and raid I was like you. I could have thrown
believe I should if Pelham had not coome out
of his study jest then, and stood on the land
ing swelling with disgust at it all. The house
is very still and dead, when the front door
closes behind papa and his friends. I creep
back to the drawing-room, feeling very guilty,
and mamma turns her sad eyers reproachfully
on me, and I fancy she must be reading all the
longings that are in my heart, and I hate my
self vehemently for pining after things that
neused to pain her. So I go up and down. It is
a very shadowy bit of road I am walking up
now, and it is only now and then that I can
get a far-off glimpse of life beyond. The now
and then is generally on S :ndeys, when mam
ma and I and Pelhanm go t, church together.
Pelbham has decided, as Cunuor did when he
went last year to Trinity College, to be con
firmed in the Euglieh Church; and I am very
glad, though it does plt another barrier be
tween themr and papa. I never might talk to
you, Anne, about tiis one subj rt tuat we care
roost ab'ut, but I will say now that I used to
envy you dreadfully for going on Sndays
where you could pray among the poor, and
that 1 found it very diillinit sometimes to feel
right in our own church, where there were
only a few reipeoahle people, and the going
there seemed cnidly a mark of distinction
between mamma and me, and our neighbors.
Here it is all dilflrent, and I am learning to
understand what the teaching of our Cbnrobh
is, and that its chief merit does not ponsist in
denying what other people believe. That is
the one bit of light that has come to me here."
(To be continued.)
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