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TRESSILIAN COURT;ORTim Baronet's Son.Ry MRS. HARRIET LEWIS,out writing. I shall telegraph from out and despairing, my mother diedMarsailles that you will come home when I was ten years old.”with me. And you will, will you notfj Again the wind shrieked past, again You will not abandon me, my friend ?' the little vessel lurched, the sea sweep-j I will charge myself with your future, ing her deck.1 will see that you obtain the positionAuthor of lt;• The Double Life,” •• The Bailiff’* to which your talents entitle you. YouHuhcm*,*' “The Sundered “ TheLad v of Kildare,” “A Life at Stake, “The Huutte of Secret#,” cte., etc., etc.have no ties to keep you 011 the Conti- reigned.The captain screamed his orders to his men, and for a few minutes disordernent ?”uA nasty hit of weather!” said Low-A strange expression passed over der. “And a had sky 1”^ „ I 1__1 . 1* _ _ 1 Lk. tf . 1 A V ^CIIA ITER I.A FATEFUL CATASTROPHE.A wild storm was raging upon the Mediterranean Sea, near the close of a drearv November day, and skv and waJasper Lowder’s lace.it“ Yes, but I’ve seen as bad,” returnedNo, I have no ties,” he said huskily. Tressilian. “We shall make port all“And you will go home with me?” “What will vour father sav to mvright, never fear. Wo must be well on toward the Cape di Gallo. And its onlycoming ?” demanded Lowder. “He will seven miles from the Cape to Palermo.” think your generosity Quixotic. He! “ Rut the seven miles in this stormters were black with the gloom of the w^ dismiss from his house the hired are worse than seventy in good weath* sudden and furious tempest, before ! companion who dares to resemble his j er. These coasts are dangerous, Tres-which a small sailing vessel was scud- S0IIding under bare poles. Her build and rigging proclaimed her Sardinian. SheA sudden lurch of the little vessel, asilian.”Lowder shuddered as ho surveyed seawas fiie Gull, Captain Yarino, master, tea *jie sentence.011 her way from Cagliari to Palermo. ! . ,.u wrong my father, satdlressilwave sweeping over the deck, interrup-1 and sky.“ But about your father, Jasper ?” said ............. ................ _ Tressilian, who had become deeply in-She hadron ~board° two seamen, and «»n, hi* blue eyes kindling, when the ' terested in his companion’s story. — 1 vessel had righted. He is the noblestWhat did he do after your mother’sHe will welcome death ?”You will love j “ I remained at the old lodgings withtwo passengers.These passengers were Englishmen,! m:m Ml world. He who had procured passage on The Gull !M- „IOMlt;lrt as ia ®wn.I passageto Palermo, wlience they intended to him, Jasper, as I do, when you know our single old servant a month or more,my father visiting me several times, and c—, - - 1pressing apprehensions as to their safety, the two Englishmen stood apart.“ He doesn’t seem very affectionate,” 1 expressing anxiety as to what he should remarked Lowder. “You have been do with me. A week after mv mother’s , me that his brother wasdead. A month later, his father wasembark by steamer to Marseilles, the following day.While the Captain and his assistants, , . - « ... . , . . « .were attending to their duties and ex- away from your home lor live years, death, he told me that his brother wasand ho has but just recalled you!” dead. A month later, his father was_ ...... Young Tressilian’s cheeks flushed, as ! killed by being thrown from his horse.leaning against tfie low’ bulwarks,1 and 1 Lowder saw in the lurid glow that mo- My father came into riches and honors surveying the wild scone around them.1 uieutuiily lighted up the tempestuous by these deaths. At last, deciding toscene. rid himself of me, he took me down to“ You1 know, or can guess, the reason, Brighton, to my old grandmother. Hersons were dead; she had given up keeping lodgers, and was grown miserly.These men were both young, apparently of tho same age, about three and r . - .twenty, but evidently they were not of asPer’ ?,saijr’ v/,fh something of an the same station in life. | effort.^ “My father has a ward, the _One the more strikinc of the two daughter ot an old Inend. All! hear He promised her five hundred pounds a was aristocratic in his bearing, tall, fhat wind shriek! Ihe gale is increas-1 year to keep me, and to keep also the-1 i j I .1_____ ;»t. _ .•____1. lllff !” ! cn/*ml natarnilv Enlamnli’ nr/miicitiirslender and handsome, with a frank, !in*?‘smiling mouth, a pair of fearless blue 1 eyes, set under a wide and massive forehead, and tawny hair blowing back from his face. Noble, generous and kind hearted, he had an adventurous disposition and a dauntless courage.He was Guy Tressilian, tho only son and heir of Sir Arthur Tressilian, Baronet, of Tressilian Court, England.His companion presented a remarka-Yes,” assented Lowder.secret of paternity, solemnly promising“And the to acknowledge me some day as his sonward is Miss Irby—the golden-haired 1 and heir. The old woman agreed to Blanche of whom you have talked so | carry out his wishes. She would havo much, and with whom you have ex- done anything for money. I never saw changed letters?” | my father again. I went to school,“ Yes. My father formed a project to grew up, and at the nge of twenty-one have me marry Blanche. He did not j came into my grandmother’s money, wish us to grow up together, lest we ' the fruits of years of saving, she dyingMv father had deliber-I did not know‘That he might be freed of encuni-should^learn to regard each other as at that time, brother and sister. When Blanche I ately abandoned me.ble resemblance to him, being also tall eumc to li\e at the Court my lather where to seek him, ii I had wished to. and slender, and fair, with tawnv hair sel1^,ne tc Germany. The night before I took my money and came abroad. 1 and mustache, but he’ had not tho'frank 1 le,t borne, he called me into his libra- had been two years on the Continent, smile the bright fearless look or the 1 rY and told mo all his hopes and plans and had spent my little fortune when joyous spirit that characterized young for my future, and entreated me to con- I met you. The rest you know.” Tressilian. Young as he was, he had tmue worthy of his innocent ward, and “An old, romantic story! But whyseen much of the dark side of life, and keep my heart pure for her. 1 have did vour father abandon vou ?his experiances had been such as to de- done so, Jasper. I have never yetvelop in him some of the worst quali-1 ,ove(i any woman. And yesterday 1 brance to make a grand marriage. Fromties of his nature. 1He was Jasper Lowder, Guy Tressil- , .ian’s hired traveling companion and 1 Years absence. I know tho wish love with a titled lady before my moththat lies nearest his heart. He wants J er’s death. 'T ’ ’*' *I Isilian had spent four years in a German ■ diead going home. And 1 dread ollend-, has utterly disowned the son ot Ins university wlience he had been gradu- *ng my dear father, whom 1 love better first hasty, ill-starred marriage. I havo ated with honor. On leaviii’ tlie uni- tban any woman. It is hard, Jasper, to | a fancy that I shall meet him some day,” versitv in obedience to his father’s revolt against the hopes and plans of a and Jasper’s brow darkened to deeper written command, he had undertaken a kind and generous father, whose very blackness. “However, I stand no tour 01 the countries inclosing the Med- bve lbr me causes him to urge on this j chance of ever receiving justice at his1/ t' W 1 —' — — —--—-- — ---received my father’s summons to coine I what my grandmother said at differenthome. He lias recalled me after live times. I conclude that mv father was inw » 7 •bosom friend. , , .The meeting connection of Die two »,ie. return and marry Blanche.had a touch of romance. Young Tres- s,hrin,k from the proposed marriage.%■ •No doubt he married thislady. If he lives, this lady’s son maybe his acknowledged heir. Mv latheriterrerranean Sea, in company with one of his late tutors. This gentleman be-marriage!“It it?” said Lowder, dryly, and withing unexpectedly promoted to a pro-, a strange smile full ot sneering bitter-fessorship, abandoned Tressilian at Ba- ness. “My experience lias been wide-den, leaving him to find another trav- Jy different from yours, Iressilian. Hideling companion.On the evening of the very day afterI ever tell you of my father ?”‘No. I took it for granted that he isthis desertion, as Guv Tressilian was sauntering through the streets of Baden,’as dead.”hands.”“ What is your father’s name, Jasper ?” asked Tressilian.Lowder’s face darkened. He bit Lis lip savagely.“ What I have told vou about mvselfI learned from mv own observation, or%from chance words ot my parents and grandmother. My mother’s maiden“ Perhaps he is. I don’t know,” said he had been assaulted by a trio of his ! Lowder, with a reckless laugh. “But if name was Jeanette Lowder. At our own countrymen, all more or less intox- he is living, he is a scoundrel. Don’t -London lodgings my father bore the icated. It was apparent that they took start, Tressilian, at my untilial speech, name ot Lowder. I don t know his real him for another, and intended to wreak Wait till you hoar my story. I am in a name, but I should know his face any-vengeance upon him. Without allow- desperate mood to-night. Tin’s storm where, although 1 have not seen him in ing him to speak, they forced him to stirs up all the bad within me. As thirteen years. My mother was actu-defend himself. Guy was getting the nearly asT can discover, my father was ally married, Tressilian, but 1 neverheard my father’s name. The clergyman who married my mother is dead ;“You do not know, then?” asked the witness also. When my grand-Tressilian, pressing his companion’s |worst of the conflict, when a stranger the youngest son of a proud old count} came running to his assistance, and in family—”a few moments the two had put the ruffians to llight.This stranger who came so opportunely to Guy's assistance was Jasper Lowder. Ilis resemblance to young*1 a 11}' . j All that I could understand of herI have no proofs of it. ; Ail I possit-! mumblings was the name of Devereux.humble station, pretty, with blue eyes EUX j» l»robably that was my father’sname—my own rightful name. But as I should never find him if I sought him.Tressilian awakened- in the latter a ro- j jvel-v. jfnow i8 y was ol I bhall never forget that name—-‘Dever-man tic interest. He questioned ]lOW. humble sta ion. iircUy, u ,III blue evesder, learned that ho was poor and alone ! •«* an applc-blossom face and tender,in tlie world, ami took him with him to appealing ways. . lie w as the dauirhlerhis hotel. Believinglliat the similarity 01 a widow, residing at Brighton.of features indicated a similarity of tastes and natures, he engaged Lowder as his traveling companion, and the past year they had spent together more like brothers than Jiko employer and employed.u ctArm la n rnmilnr T.nranf or ”. , v,e I and as lie would repulse me if I didwidow, my grandmother kept a lodging lin(j hi,u, I stand no chance of inherit-liouse, and my lather, a gav, dashing jng his property. He may be dead, lieyoung fellow, came to lodge with her. may have other sons who have succeed-As might have been expected, lie fell e(f him. It is all a mystery, but thoV.7* } landlady s daughter, prominent truth is that I am an outcast.a i * 1 • 1 « • |poor, disowned and friendless.”condition that the union should be keptleaned overbulwark, thoian, wiping the salt spray from his face. “The captain knows the Sicilian coast perfectly. In two hours, or less, welover had his ’ay, and married the J Jive. My father has influence enoughdaughter ol Ins landlady quietly, almost obtain for you a government appoint-s jcretlv. llien he took Ins bride to ment. This tangle may straighten it-shall be ’ in tho bav of ’Palermo.’ In London, to cheap and obscure lodgings, se]f out some day. But if it don’t, vou^ ^ tr • ■ t I 1 at /% i t a t •« I * ^*v aa I a a t 1 . # . •• 7 / • a • *three hours we eliall be domiciled in the best rooms of the hotel Trinacria,where, a year later, I was born.”The wind for a moment drowned his happiness.”are resolute enough to make your owawith the best supper which Messer Ka-, voice. As it presently lulled, ho re- He grasped Lowder’s hand, and look-gusa can furnish. And to-morrow, at sutned recklessly, and with passionate ed with warm bright eyes, full of sym-noon,” he added, “we shall embark for qitterness: pathy, into Lowder’s lowering face.Marsailles in a Messageries steamer.” “For years my mother and I lived in There had been a temporary lull inthose stuffy, obscure lodgings until her ll*e storm. But as the two stood thembloom had faded, and she had grown the tempest revived and swept over thethin and wan and nervous. My father iU st‘a in maddened rage, visited us at stated seasons, once or There was no time for talking now. ...~ ? I have had a year of unalloyed twice a week, but he never brought The wind rose so high that words would happiness, and now comes back the any of his family to call upon us. I scarcely have been distinguished. The drudgery, the hopeless toil, the anxie-, doubt if his aristocratic relatives even storm that had gone before had been ties “of the wretched old life. You : suspected the existence of the faded but play to this awful outburst. Tho picked me up at Baden, a poor adven- wife and son of whom he was secretly vessel drove 011, creaking and groaning,turer seeking to gain a living by teach- ashamed. I have good reason to believe i a mere cockle shell 011 the billows.“ And from Marsailles you will proceed to England and to Tressilian Court,” said Lowder, with some bitterness. “And/—what is to become ofmeingEnglish, and the same destiny is j that he had fine lodgings at the WestEnd, where lie was supposed to be aopen to me now“Mother of Mercies!” wailed the captain. “It’s all up with us, signores.Tressilian turned his handsome face bachelor, and that he went into lashion- 1 can’t make out the Cape in this dark-and able society, while mv poor mother and ness We shall go on the rocks. St.upon his companion in surprise affectionate reproach.“Jasper!” he exclaimed, “you talk and a roue, and he had strangely. Do vou suppose I have that awakened my boyish admiration, called you friend* and brother so long, and aroused my mother’s affectionate1 lived obscurely. He was a profligate Anthony save us!”ad an air of fashion rLhe seamen echoed his cries.The two young Englishmen, compre- „------ bending their peril, clasped hands inand loved vou so well, to lose you now ? piide in linn. iShe was always pleading silence.I meant to'have written to my father j to be introduced to his relatives, and toiture, Jas- have her son publicly acknowledged.concerning you and your future per. but his sudden recall, received yes-But my father always put her off, sav-For the next few minutes it seemed that a Pandemonium reigned.Then the noise like the report of aterday, caused me to return home with- ;ng that he was not yet ready. W oru cannon suddenly boomed through the
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