The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, October 7, 1885, Page 6

BOOTLES’ BABY. S. WINTER. v0tles feels very strc 1 lismay, 1umped up,and came ly round the tabie to take her away. ’ replied the colon ey 1 tt said the colonel, reaching a ne arine forher. tds you want?’’ i **f wanted Bootles, sir,’’ sai Mignon, confidentialiy. **And nurse , so I tooked Fr {most the only peculiarity just entering the anteroom. ench | «“]’ll shake hands w1 j d | Ferrers, it you please,’’ s: ‘*] agree v in her speech was the habit of mak- | general, cordially. ing all verbs regular. you that itis an awful thing for a “ i are y p> Tittle | 3 - And who are you, my i child to be brought up in a work- maid?”* the general asked,in extreme house. It is a subject upon which I | teel very strongly—very strongly. A child reared as a pauper does not | start the world with a fair chance. I fairly chuckled | have met so otten, in the course of amusement. “Oh, I’m Miss Mignon,’? with dignity. The old general with delight, and as he had put his arm round the child, Bootles, who was standing behind, could not very well take her away. “Oh, Miss Mignon—hey? my military experience, with recruits ; bred in the Unions—I never knew one do well. No; ground in them, and they are never able to shake it off.’’ ‘tWell,sir, that i said Bootles, modestly. though, you won’t think my little maid 1s often so obtrusive as to-day. And j whom do you belong to?’ | “Why, to Bootles,’’ in surprise at ’ my opinion,’ **I hope, his ignorance. “To Bootles? > And who is Boot- _ She is really always very good.’’ **A charming little child,’’ replied the general, as if he meant it, too, ‘Booties is Bootles, and I love him,” Miss Mignon replied, as if that settled everything. Ee 2 = and then he shook hands with Boot— ‘Happs isootles!”” cried the old eee ae soldier. =< “What a lot of medals you’ye got!’’ cried Miss Mignon, pressing eee - closer. 6'm afraid, sit, she is troubling you,’’ [sootles interposed at this point, but secretly delighted with the *There was only one blot in the sweetness and light ot Miss Mignon’s baby character, so far as the officers of the Scarlet Lancers were con- cerned. only one whom she did not hke. She had Gegrees of love—Bootles ranked first. then Lacy, then two or three groups of fmends whom she liked turn affairs had taken. **No, no; let her see my medals,”” replied the general, who was as proud of his medals as Bootles of Miss Mignon. **Are you a ‘sir’ toor’’ Miss Mig- non asked, gazing at the handsome old man with more respect. **What does she mean?’ he cried, Bootles laughed. **Well, sir, she hears us spe the colonel so, that 1s all.’’ “Pear me! What a remarkably best, better and wells but she had no degrees of dishke where she did not loye. She hated, hated fiercely and turiously, hated with all her baby heart and soul. There were several persons in her small world whom she detested thus, absolutely declin- ing to hold communication or to ac- cept overtures from them, howeyer to intelligent and attractive child!’" exclaimed the general, quietly. sweetly made; but there was only ‘How old is she?” one ot the officers who came under **About two, sir.’’ Now it happened that the old general had a craze tor absolute ac- curacy, and he ,caught Bootles up with pleasant sharpness “Oh! Doesthat mean more or Tess ?’” “T can’t say, sir. She is about 2. I do not know the date of her birth.’” **Then she is not yours?’’ “Tam not her father, sir, but at present she belongs to me,’’ Bootles said, smiling, ‘I’m afraid “Not at all, but perhaps she had better go. What a charming child !”” The last was perhaps because Miss Mignon, finding her time had come ——and she never made a fuss on such occasions—put two soft arms round his neck and gave him such a genu- ine hug of triendship that the old man’s heart was quite taken storm. So Miss Mignon was carried off, looking back to the last over Bootles’ shoulder, and waving her adieu to the handsome old such a fascinating array ot and medals. “I didn’t quite understand—what | Bootles or on the relation is the child to him? | Never f asked of the colonel. ‘None whatever. this head, and he was Gilchrist, the man who had cubbed her at first workhouse brat. Miss Mignon could not endure bim. When old enough to understand that a certain box ot sweeties had come from Mr. Gil- christ, she would drop it as it it burned her fingers, draw down the corners of her mouth and remark, ‘*Miss Mignon is very much obliged,” an observation which invariably sent Bootles and Lacy off into fits of would fly open-armed to him and cry, ‘But Mignon loves Bootles.’’ But the tact remained the same, that Miss Mignon detested Gilchrist, who, indeed, was not a favorite in the regiment. Nor, indeed, did Gil- christ seem to like Miss Mignon any better though he occasionally brought his offerings of toys and bonbons, by like the rest, of Boot- In the tace les’ severe snud about the two odious words he had applied to was hardly such a simpleton as to further rouse or anney the popular man in the most had clasps man, who regiment; yet if he could , poss: he Ferrers tound her late one night in his bed, with her wardrobe and a letter m@ther, written as it Ferrers was the father. He, however, gave ime his word of honor that he knew nothing about it, and some of us think th trom her opportu **Oh, come, now,” Preston he i | whole affair was simply a plant, as | one day, when he i i > i “ he is known to be a very kind-hearted | &t Bootles an h ‘ Rinse ee fellow. Others, however, Ferrers | between | ahs ee eolk eayedt ts el, among them, think that note and! good sort | oe N ee child were mtended for one of the | that poi others. body, however, would | S2& about him. It} own to it, and Ferrers has & pt the ' would be well for you and me it we | - child ever since—I don’t s pose he | Were hal h i \ would part with thing. Iwanted the workbouse, t httle soul, not.”’ “Then he is not “On, dear, no. He her now for not, Giulehr heyer and 1 you, Capt. | pauperism is | Among them all there was ; ” laughter, at which the little maid} ton cried, * body to die? Gilct ceeded very badly. rist tried to his chair, knocking a ar ashes Ca cuff. | “Well, sorry to I confess I should not see that prating perhaps get at the truth then.’’ And having deiivered himself teeling speech, he went out, banging the door after him. “Well, upon my soul!”* exclaimed } Preston. | *Oh, the man’s got the tile loose jin his upper story,’’ said Hartog, **No man in 7 7; a a a v decidedly. Mignon is Bootles’ own child—as if it could be any good tor him to say she 1sn’t if she 1s.”’ | “No. an eye on Gilchrist. comfort it would I shall tell Booties to keep Tsay, what 4a be if he would only exchange! I suppose we can’t lights of India, eh.’’ *-Not very well. Besides, he lost ever so much seniority by coming to us, **No such luck. It’s queer,thougn, about he .should be persistent Bootles and Miss Mignon. I pose he wants to daub Bootles with Thinks it he ot it’s with so sup- some of his own mud. only throws enough, sure to stick; and so it would most men. Happily, however, it don’t in the least matter what a little cad hke Gilchrist to say about a man like Bootles—a jealous little beast.’’ Neither of them about the matter, but Hartog took some chooses said any more the earliest opportumty of repeating to Bootles what **that ass Gilchrist’’ had said about seeing that prating brat of Bootles’ out ot the road, and in consequence a kind of watch was set upon the child. Not that Bootles, though he had a yery poor of of Gilchnst and Gilchrist’s brains, t he nion was afraid for a moment ti would give Miss Mignon poisoned bonbons, or run off with her and drop her into the river did think it not improbable that he might yet he encourage an already dangerous spirit rit absolutely biameless if of adventure, and of course be e could get trampled by a horse’s cruel hoofs, or crushed by one ot the many traps going in and out of barracl When Bootles had taken s his first long leave after Miss Mignon’s com- ing, he had left her at Idlemmster in charge of her nurse; but when leave long came round again and sh jmust have been about two and a j half, he decided to take her witi him. One reason tor this was cer ot any pr to play, ano nis ose leave besides, he he during a tortnight’s deer-sta Scotland that autumn more than he would have liked to own. brat ot | Bootles’ out of the road. We should } of this} would talk su miserable rot as j that. ist a j crazy tool myself, of it now.”’ ‘And how he sticks to it Miss] manage to dazzle him with the de- | Yes Morever, she supplemente ithe telegram by a letter, in which st 1 that nuoned among other things m Mme. Gourbolska’s traveling com in all ways panion must be treatec | as an ordinary guest. i So, at the time originally appoint- ed for Mrs. Smith’s coming, the par- ee mal ty of six—three ladies and —arrived. station to meet | that Mme. Gourt as young,not tair Russian type, quite fair enoug to hold her own beside Mrs. Sm whom he regarded as the most beau- titul woman of his acquaintance. The third | ss Grace, was fair lady, 5 sian lady,but tair-haired, tair-skinned with soit blue-grey eyes, intensely s. as Bootles no- in some | iced directly. Gracetul she was to tched her move | a degree, andas he w across the little thought how wonderfully her name suited ae j der. Mrs. Smith smiled at him as he helped her to mount to the top of the he likeness won- ominibus, ‘tIs not cerful? quick sighs with which we speak ot then she added, re said, with one ot those our dead; and ; ‘*Poor Rosy.” Bootles turned and looked at Miss Grace again, his mind going back to those dark days, past and gone now, when he and his best triend had been estranged for honor’s sake When he and this impenally beautiful wo- man had stood side by side watching a young life die out; had together rt, the mar- seen the sacrifice of ahe tyr of loye to man. “Yes, that is very great.”” he said, briefly. That dead sister of Mrs. Smith had always been and would always be a not-to-be-broken bond ot union be the widow knew tween them, for | how gladly ‘*that grand Bootles,’’ as she always called him, would have tried to make up tor the love she had lost, while to Bootles Mrs. Smith stood outtrom the rest of womankind as the sister of the jonlv woman he i to marry had ever wished or asked him. He helped Miss Grace up to the seat beside Mrs- Smith, and took his own place beside the Russian lady, who entertained him during the three miles’ drive between Eagles Station and Ferris Court. | court-yard, 2! vou,” am \ he turned round hon he s us ancestral appe Bootles himself went to | i them. He found more than thirty, of the plump and | also, perhaps not so positively beau- | i | tiful as either the English or the Rus- “Oh, but what 2 paradise!’’ she cried, as the carriage turned into the | j and the Russian lady caught her ir Re ar ens TUTT’S PILLS psec se natty 25 YEARS IN USE. 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