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CnAPTEK III.
Madeline Graham faded at once and
forever out of my boyish existence. I
neither saw nor heard from her directly;
but some months after her arrival in her
distant home, there arrived a wonderful
parcel, full of dried fruits, nuts and
other foreign edibles, addressed, in the
hand I knew, to "Master Hugh Trelaw
ney," at Munster's. My schoolmates
laughed wildly on its arrival. I distrib
uted the more perishable fruits among
them, reserving a very little for myself
for I had no heart to eat. I stored
up many of the nuts in my trunk, till
they were quite moldy and rotten. When
I was obliged to throw them away, I
seemed to cast away at the same moment
all my hope of seeing my dear little love
again.
I remained at Munster's until I was
fourteen. In all these years I never for
got Madeline, never ceased to mention
her name every night when I prayed by
my bedfide, never relinquished the
thought of some day sailing across the
ocean, and looking on the dear bright
face again. I found myself reading im
aginative books and writing verses of
which early compositions, be certain,
Madeline was the chief and never-wearying
theme.
I had taken tolerable advantage of
Munster's tuition, and was sufficiently
well grounded lu the duUUa of an ordi
nary English education. I had, more
over, a smattering of Latin, which, in
my after struggle for subsistence, turn
ed out very useful. I should have pro
gressed still further under the care of
my schoolmaster, but at this period one
morning 1 received the startling intelli
gence that my father was dead, and
that I was left alone in all the world.
Mrs.. Munster came into my bedroom
and handed me a packet with a crepe
band on the left arm; she also pointed
to a cap which ehe had brought In with
her, and said:
"You must wear this one now, Hugh,"
I ventured to inquire whether I was
to see my poor father in his coffin or to
follow him to the grave. The tears came
Into the woman's eyes, and she took my
hand.
'You will never see him again," she
said; "never. He died in America, and
was buried before we received the news.
But you are a brave boy," she added,
"and must not grieve."
"Mrs. Munster," I said, nlteously.
"what is to become of me?"
"I don't know, my dear," she replied;
"your poor father has not left you a six
pence. . . Hugh," she added, sudden
ly, "have you any relations?"
"No," I replied, "not one."
"No uncles, or aunts, or cousins?" per
sisted Mrs. Munster; when suddenly I
exclaimed :
"Yes, Mrs. Munster; now I remember,
I've got an aunt. At least I had an
aunt; but she may be dead, like father."
"Let us hope not," said Mrs. Munster.
"Well, my dear, tell me where she is
to be found."
"I've heard father speak about her.
She was my mother's sister, and her
name is Martha Pendragon and ehe lives
at St. Gurlott's, Cornwall."
Mrs. Munster wrote it down.
" 'Mrs. Martha Pendragon, St. Gur
lott's, Cornwall.' It looks promising, as
I dare say St. Gurlott's is a very small
place. Make yourself as contented as
you can for a few days, my dear. I
will write to the lady and ask her what
she means to do."
I could do nothing else but wait, and
I accordingly did so. At the end of four
days I saw Mrs. Munster receive a let
ter, open it, read it and glance strangely
at me.
"It is from your aunt, my dear," she
said, "from your Aunt Martha."
I wanted to hear more, but Mrs. Mun
ster again turned her attention to the
letter. Presently her husband came into
the room, and she handed him the letter.
I saw hun start at sight of it, read It
twice, and then glance, as I thought,
half pityingly at me. '
"I suppose it's all right," he said,
turning to his wife; "the boy must go."
"Well," she said to me, "I suppose
your Aunt Martha is better than nobody,
my dear she seems a good-natured sort
of person, and is quite willing to give
you a home; but it seems a pity to take
you from school before your education
is complete, and if we could find anoth
er relation who would let you stay here
It would be much better for you. She
has fixed Thursday as the day on which
you are to go to her; therefore, my dear
child, I see no help for it; you must
leave us!"
Thus It was settled. On the Thursday
morning, I, accompanied by my small
stock of luggage, started on my travels,
and saw the last of Munster's.
CHAPTER IV.
I Journeyed by a small steamer as far
as Falmouth, and thence by road to St
Gurlott's-on-Sea. I was conducted to
the boat by Mrs. Munster. On arriving
at Fahnouth I was met on board by a
rough-looking person, who informed me
that he had been deputed by "Missus
Pendragon" to convey me and my be
longings to St. Gurlott's.
What manner of man he was I could
scarcely tell, beyond realizing the fact
that be was of tremendous height, that
he wore a white beaver hat, and that
his figure was wrapped in an enormous
frieze coat He gave a glance at me,
and then said nl a peculiar pipy voice:
"Oome, lad, gle's the tip about your
boxes, and we'll move on; the mare's got
a journey afore 'un, and we'm best nawt
be later'
I moved aft, .and pointed out to him
my little trunk. lie look4 at It In much
Buchanan.
the same way as a giant might look
at a pebble, put it quietly under his arm,
ana moved off again, inviting me to fol
low. We crossed the gangway, and came
on to the quay. The waeon was roofed
with black tarpaulin, and on the side
u as paintea, in large white letters, "John
uuaa, earner, St. Gurlott's.
On coming up to the vehicle, my con
ductor paused and disposed of my trunk,
then, turning to me with a "Come, young
master, jump in," he gave me a . lift
which summarily placed me inside and
on the top of my box: then, before I
had time to recover myself, I felt that
tne wagon was jolting along.
We soon left Falmouth behind us, and
were moving cumbrously along the high
road. Looking to the right and to the
left I could see nothing but undulating
sweeps of land, bleak and barren, with
the stony highway stretching before us.
We were traveling westward, evidently,
and, as far as prospect went, we might
be going forward into the Desert. There
was not a cart or horse or human being
to be seen anywhere.
It was past midday, and the sun was
as hot as it had been any day that sum
mer. As I felt it scorching my face and
head, I looked at my companion, and
marveled again. His huge ulster coat
was buttoned up to his chin, and his
great round face was shaded by his
broad felt hat. He win by no mean a
bad-looking man, and he was still young
only five-and-thirty, or thereabouts.
His skin was tanned and weather beaten,
and his eyes were fixed upon the mare
with his habitual dreamy stare. Sud
denly he turned his glance slowly upon
me, and said:
"I reckon you knaw a deal? I won
der naw, whether you can write?"
I answered with some decision that I
certainly could, at which I thought his
face fell.
"Poetry, naw?" he inauired. "Warses
like?"
I replied that though I was able to
write a capital hand, I had only once
or twice aspired to original composition;
at which he chuckled delightedly, then,
fixing his eyes with a fascinating glare
upon my face, he repeated in a high.
shrill voice the following lines:
"To Missus Pendragon, who's always so
Dleasant.
John Kudd, of St Gurlott, brings this
little present
May her life be as sweet as best sugar
can be,
And the only hot water be mixed wi
ner tea!"
"What do you think o that?" he asked
anxiously.
"Very good," I replied. "Where did
you read it? In a book?"
"I didn't read un, master. I wrote
'un," he replied. "Leastways, I should
ha' wrote 'un if I could write. Naw,
you'm a smart chap, pr'aps you could
take them lines dawn?"
"Of course I could," I replied. Where
upon I produced a pencil from my waist
coat pocket, and, asking Mr. Rudd to
repeat the verse again, I transcribed it
on the back of an old letter.
"Do you make much poetry?" I asked.
"A goodish bit," he replied, "least
ways, I should if I'd alius a smart 'un
like you at hand to take 'un down. 'Tis
a gift. It all began when I were a lad,
a-driving up and dawn Falmouth way wi'
father. Then I used to hear the old
wagon go 'turn to turn' alawng the road,
and the warses they came and kept time.
To think o' the thousands of bootiful
pomes I ha made; they'd make a wal
lum; and I've got 'em all here in my
head, thick as bees in a beehive, all a
buzzing together, one atop a' t'other."
"Do you live at St. Gurlott's, Mr.
Rudd?"
"Iss, young master; I drives this here
van three times a week to Falmouth and
back."
The warm day was succeeded by a
cold evening, and with the darkness had
come rain. I was glad to follow John
Rudd's example, to wrap myself well up
In my overcoat. We Jolted on, covering
what seemed to roe an Interminable
space. The darkness rapidly increased,
the rain continued to fall, and, worn out
with fatigue, I fell into a fitful doze.
I was dimly conscious of the wagon
rolling on, of occasional disjointed re
marks, rhythmical lu character, when
John Rudd's voice aroused me.
"Wawk up, young master," said he;
"we'm gettin' pratty nigh your place."
I roused myself and looked about me,
but there was nothing to be seen. Dark
ness encompassed us on every hand; the
wind was sighing softly, making a sound
like the distant murmur of the sea. Pres
ently the wagon stopped. The carrier
jumped down; then he gave a peculiar
whistle as he went round to the hack of
the wagon to haul out my trunk. The
darkness was suddenly penetrated by a
light, which seemed quite close to us, and
a man's voice called out in a broad coun
try dialect:
"Be that you, John Rudd?"
"Iss, mate," returned Rudd. "You
kntch hold o' the young gentleman. I
ha gawt the bawx."
"Be this the lad?" asked the voice, as
I felt a heavy hand laid upon my shoul
der. "Waal, my lad, you be welcome
to St. Gurlott's."
The hand kept hold of my shoulder
and led me along. The next thing I be
came conscious of was standing upon the
threshold of an open door, and of the
voice of my guide saying heartily:
"Yar he be, Martha!"
I found myself standing in the middle
of a quaint Cornish kitchen. The indi
vidual who had led me was a tall, broad
ly built man, dressed in a red-stained
'suit of coarse flannel His hands were
big and broad 'and very red, his head was
thickly Covered With ennrso hlanlr hair
and he spoke the broadest of Cornish
, dialect in a voice of thunder. Having
finished my inspection of number one, I
glanced at number two namely, my
, aunt, ehe was a comelv lookinz wom
an of forty, very stout and motherly in
appearance. She wore a cotton dress, a
large coarse apron, and a curious cap.
My amazement at the sight of these
two individuals was so strong that I
could scarcely force my lips to utter a
word ; but if mv surnriHp wna rrronr
theirs seemed greater. After the first
glance at me, they looked uneasily at one
another, the genial smiles faded from
their faces, and the words of welcome
died upon their lips.
A pleasant interruption to all this was
John Rudd, who at this moment came
in with my trunk upon his shoulder and
placed it down on the kitchen floor. Then
he made a dive into the voluminous folds
of his coat and produced a packet.
"That be for you, missus," said he;
"a little present, wi' a suitable inscrip
tion o' my awn making."
"Thank you Mr. Rudd," returned my
nunt, taking the packet "You'm very
kind."
"Read the warses, missus; read the
warses!" said Mr. Rudd, whereupon she
proceeded to do so.
It was a proud moment for John
Rudd; he seemed to expand with pleas
ure. And though to all intents and pur
poses he was gazing upon Mrs. Pen
dragon, he rolled one eye round my way,
as if to watch the effect upon me. When
the reading was done, he smiled affably,
while my uncle brought down his open
hand heavily upon his knee.
"Waal done. John, waal done!" rrled
my uncle, heartily; while another voice
one wnicn I then heard for the first time,
said:
"Oh, Mr. Rudd, what beautiful poetry
you do write!"
At the sound of the voice, all eyes,
mine among th rest. WPrP turned iinnn
the speaker, whom I discovered to be a
lime girl somewhat about my own age,
so pretty aid so quaintly dressed, she
looked like a little Dresflpn china Chan.
herdess.
"Wha, Annie!" said my aunt.
"I declare I'd forgot all nhonr Ve!"
my uncle added. '"Come yar, my lass.
and say how do ye do to yer cousin!"
At this, the little girl eam forward
and, gazing earnestly at me, timidly of
fered me her hand.
Suddenly. John Rudd. who hn noon
fumbling about his coat again, produced
anocner pacKet. which he this time, haml-
ed to my cousin. She opened it, and
found it contained a brightly colored
shawl and a sheet of foolscap, on which
some lines were npnnpil Knnwlnv Aiv
Rudd's weakness, Annie proceeded to
reaa tne lines:
"To Annie Pendragon, who charms all
beholders,
John Rudd, of St. Gurlott's, sends this
lor her shoulders;
That she'll always be happy, in sunshine
and in flood,
'Tis the wish of her friend and admirer,
J. Kudd."
Havinir rend rh coreo. AnnU foil
volubly admiring them and the shawl;
but Mr. Rudd, feeling the praise too
much for him, gleefully took his depart
ure. He paused at the door, however,
to give me a Inst: look, unrl tn bthmu a
wish that we should become better ac
quainted. The moment he
was again concentrated upon me. My
auni iook a gooa look: at me, trying to
find traces of mv mother inH f.rtiu. In
my face. My uncle discovered I was
ootn wet ana cold; while Annie said:
"Why don't VOU Clve him his Biinno.
mother? I'm sure he must be hungry
aner tnat long ride wi' Mr. Rudd."
Annie'S SUITZPRtinn wna nrinnart nnA
we all sat down to supper. While I
ate, i naa leisure to look about me. The
kitchen was large and homely in the ex
treme, with a clean stone-nnvpH flnni. Ko
neath the great black rafters above, from
which hung flitches of bacon, bundles of
tallow candles, and divers articles of at
tire, ine ingle was great and broad,
With Seats Within It. formed nf
black oak, and the fire burned ou the
open hearth. In one corner was a recess,
with curtains, containing a bed, which
I afterward discovered
for the night.
very little was said or rlnno that-
Ing. If I was nstonifrhpri nr the r,ht n
my relatives, they were equally so at the
signt or me. a sort of constraint came
UDOn US all. I wns not nnrru tn find fli-ot
they were very early people, and thbt at
ten o ciock tney retired, and left me to
make myself nn rnmfnrrnhlo no T ,,i,i
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Cholly I say, Fweddy, let's go and
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An Kxtra Seaaion.
Grace Our literary coterie is to
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George What's the extra session
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