The Two Vanrevels

was not vouchsafed to his daughter when she took her place opposite him, nor did he see fit to return her morning

fter her ball.) "I hope it isn't to be a great trouble to you." There was no response, and,

ever seen, so that she leaned back from him, startled; but he threw down th

d. And he stood ove

may be noted that Will Cummings, editor and proprietor of the Journal, had written these tributes, as well as the whole account of the evening's transactions, and Miss Betty loomed as large in Will's narrative as i

f the Chief of the Department, and the Captain of the Hook-and-Ladder Company, one of whom placed and mounted the grappling-ladder, over which he was immediately followed by the other carrying the hose, a stream was sent to play upon the devouring element, a feat of derring-do personally witnessed by a majority of our readers. Mr. Vanrev

r! Alone she set foot upon the first flight of stairs! Alone she ascended the second! Alone she mounted the third. Alone she lifted her hand to the trap! Alone she opened it!" She was declared t

kind of vanity, and failed to find good reason for more than a somewhat troubled l

have been better not to speak of me at all, of course; but

his other features were cartooned out of all familiar likeness, effecting an alteration as shocking to behold, in a man of his severe cast of countenance, as was his falsetto mimicry to hear. She rose in a kind of terror, perceiving that this contortion was pr

rward, thrusting the hideous mask close

you!" His voice rose almost to a shriek. "You hang around fires, do you, on the public streets at night? You're a nice one for me to leave in charge of

but he got between it and her, menacing her wit

He was on my property, giving orders, the black hound! And when I ordered him out, he told me if I interfered with his work before it was finished, he'd have me thrown out-me that owned the whole place; and there wasn't a man

er voice rang out in the room like that of some other pe

it plastic beyond conception, so that she cried out and covered her face with her arm. "You lie! I saw you at the hedge with Crailey Gr

d back and dropped upon her overturned chair, his arms beating the table in front

hickly, with an incoherent g

ng hand, and within ten minutes Mr. Carewe was in his accustomed seat, competent to

cold, though the day was warm. Then, like a hot pain in her breast, came a homesickness for St. Mary's, and the flood-tide of t

against which she yearned to lay her own. "Ah, you would know-you would know!" With the thought of the serene face of the good Sister, and of the kind arms that would have gone round her in her trouble, her sobbing grew loud and uncontrollable. B

tars, stars!"

ck upon the door and the clink

t is

t at once, the tears were washed away, and she was passin

rung yo' brea

was tender and comforting with the comprehension of one in suffering, the extraordinary tact, whi

e toward his young mistress, made some show of fuss and bustle, as he placed it upon a table

wing. "Dass de way! Dat ole Mamie in de kitchen, she got her failin's an' her grievin' sins; but de way she

closer to Betty's hand; arranging the plates, then rear

t one quick glance out of the corner of his eye at Miss Betty, before venturing a louder chuckle. "She reckon dem biscuit goin' git her by Sain' Petuh when she 'proach de hevumly gates! Uhuh! I tell her she got git redemption fo' d

t, Nelson?" asked B

mekkin' perpetration to go down de rivuh dis aft'noon. He say he done broke de news to you dat he goin' 'way. Dey goin' buil' dem wa'house right up, an' yo' pa h

stay he

er visit at de house, whiles he gone, an' to stay a mont' aftuh he git back, too, soze she kin go to all de doi

will father

gone two we

mean

e, hisself, an' dat he unestly do hope you goin' have splen'id time whiles he trabblin'." (Nelson's imagination covered many deficits in his master's courtesy.) "Say he reckon you an' ole Miz Tanberry goin' git 'long

eaten. This was a healthy young lady, he thought, one who would do the household credit and justify the extravagant pride which kitchen and stable already had in her. He was an old house-servant, therefore he had seen many young ladies go through

his hand, exchanging the position of the andirons in the fireplace; and, apparently discovering that the por-trait of Georges Meilhac was out of line, he set it awry, then straight again, the while he hummed an old "spiritual" of which only the words "Chain de Lion Down" were allowed to be quite audible. They were repeated o

, "But yo' pa de 'ceivin'dest

he turned to him

man! Yessuh, he de sot-uppest man in dis town 'count what y

aid Miss Be

o' de nighes' he kin lay han's on, an' dis mawn' it happen soze it were you, honey. Uhuh! You oughter hearn him ins' night

, however, apparently unconscious of her scrutiny, and

quarrel between my fa

own precipitately, bending upon her

avely, "Dey big trou

eturned quietly

you ax m

can ask. I don't know anyone

emnly. "Mist' Vanrevel vot

what if

hty strong

de beginnin'. Mist' lanr

on't you

Ab'litionist! He want stomple 'em eve'y las' one under he boot-heel, 'cep'n dat one Mist' Crailey Gray. Dey's a considabul sprinklin' er dem Ab'litionists 'bout de kentry, honey; dey's mo' dat don' know w'ich dey is; an' dey's mo' still dat don' keer. Soze dat why dey

pa all de hotter. He holler mighty strong, Missy, an' some de back ranks 'gun snickerin' at him. Uhuh! He fa'r jump, he did; an' den bimeby Mist' Vanrevel he say dat no man oughter be given de pilverige to sell another, ner to wollop him wid a blacksnake, whether he 'buse dat pilverige er not. 'My honabul 'pon

de odder side de platfawm, an' shake be fis' ovah dat man's head, an' screech out how it all lies dat de slaves evah 'ceive sich a treatments.

if dish yuh man a slave-ownah, an' a slave had anguhed him as I have anguhed him tonight, does any er you b'

nrevel'd a kilt him dan tuhn de laff on him. He'd shoot a man, honey, ef he jass s'picion him to grin out de cornder his eye at him; an' to stan' up dah wid de whole county fa'r roahin' at him-it's de God's mussy be did'n have no ahms wid him, dat night! Ole Mist' Chen'eth done brun

g gelmun fall in love wid you, w'ich I knows he will ef he ketch sight er you, lemme say dis, an' please fo' to ba'h in mine: better h

t all the quarre

at dat part were," he answered quickly, but with a dogged tighten

at was the

; an' it time, long ago, fer me to be a

st of it?" she r

later and were somep'n 'bout dat riprarin Crailey Gray. Yo' pa he sent a channelge to Mist' Vanrevel, an' Mist' Vanrevel 'fuse to fight him 'cause he say he don' b'lieve shootin' yo' pa goin' do yo' pa any good, an' he still got hope mekkin' good citizen outer him. Dat brung de laff on

e last night, Nelson

ne it to mek him madder, 'cause you mad, too. He say he

ken, it was M

on' let him set foot in dis neighbo'hood when yo' pa come back! An', honey-" his voice sank to a penetrating whisper-"'fo' I do a lick er wu'k

, but, after closing the door behind him,

olt wid de side saddle. You better set 'bout gittin' on yo' ri

lso

ttack as father had thi

completely fitted his desire. "Ho, ho, he!" he shouted. "No'm, no, no, honey! He

d been effected, for, when Miss Betty appeared upon the horse-block in her green habit and gauntlets, she wa

d she reached a cross-road several miles from town before she was overcome by the conviction that she was a wicked and ungrateful

ad been in the wrong in that quarrel, and somehow she was sure, too, he must have been wrong in the "personal" one, as well: the mysterious difficulty over Fanchon's Mr. Gray, who had looked so ashamed last night. What

he always honestly believed himself in the right; she knew that he was vain; that he had an almost monstrous conception of his dignity; and, realizing the bi

t never return; she was letting him go without seeing him again; letting him go with no word of farewell from his daughte

n the hurricane deck, heard a cry from the shore, and turned to behold his daughter dash down to the very end of the wharf on the well-

e cried, "

ture, and, absolutely ignoring the idlers on the wharf and the passengers on the steamer, was

n!" said the captain of the boat to a pa

widening water; and then, as Mr. Carewe made no sign, by word or movement, of hearing her

od-

mer, the figure on the bay colt at the end of the wharf began to grow smaller and smaller. She was waving her handkerchief in farewell, and they could see th