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chair. It was evident to the Earl that Lord Faunt- a development as this.
He felt himself grow quite leroy was embarrassed by the thought which had hot up to the roots of his hair. just occurred to him.
“I was born in America,” he protested. “You “I was just thinking that perhaps you might n't have to be an American if you are born in Amerlike it,” he replied. “Perhaps some one belonging ica. . I beg your pardon,” with serious politeness to you might have been there. I forgot you were an and delicacy, “ for contradicting you.
Hobbs told me, if there were another war, you “ You can go on," said my lord. “No one be- know, I should have to - to be an American.”
longing to me was there. You forgot you were an The Earl gave a grim half laugh — it was short Englishman, too."
and grim, but it was a laugh. “Oh! no,” said Cedric quickly. “I'm an “You would, would you ?” he said. American!”
He hated America and Americans, but it amused “ You are an Englishman,” said the Earl him to see how serious and interested this small grimly. “Your father was an Englishman." patriot was. He thought that so good an Amer
It amused him a little to say this, but it did not ican might make a rather good Englishman when amuse Cedric. The lad had never thought of such he was a man.
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They had not time to go very deep into the quite hot, and his heart beat rather fast, but he Revolution again and indeed Lord Fauntleroy braced himself sturdily, remembering his muscle felt some delicacy about returning to the subject — and Dick's approval of it. before dinner was announced.
“ Don't be afraid of leaning on me," he panted. Cedric left his chair and went to his noble kins- “I'm all right - if — if it is n't a very long way." man. He looked down at his gouty foot.
It was not really very far to the dining-room, “Would you like me to help you ?” he said but it seemed rather a long way to Cedric, before politely. “You could lean on me, you know. they reached the chair at the head of the table. Once when Mr. Hobbs hurt his foot with a potato. The hand on his shoulder seemed to grow heavier barrel rolling on it, he used to lean on me. at every step, and his face grew redder and hotter,
The big footman almost periled his reputation and his breath shorter, but he never thought of and his situation by smiling. He was an aristo- giving up; he stiffened his childish muscles, cratic footman who had always lived in the best of held his head erect, and encouraged the Earl as noble families, and he had never smiled ; indeed, he limped along. he would have felt himself a disgraced and vulgar Does
your foot hurt you very much when you footman if he had allowed himself to be led by stand on it?” he asked. “Did you ever put it in any circumstance whatever into such an indiscretion hot water and mustard ? Mr. Hobbs used to put as a smile. But he had a very narrow escape. He his in hot water. Arnica is a very nice thing, they only just saved himself by staring straight over the tell me." Earl's head at a very ugly picture.
The big dog stalked slowly beside them, and the The Earl looked his valiant young relative over big footman followed; several times he looked from head to foot.
very queer as he watched the little figure making “Do you think you could do it?” he asked the very most of all its strength, and bearing its gruffly.
burden with such good will. The Earl, too, looked “I think I could,” said Cedric. “I'm strong. rather queer, once, as he glanced sidewise down I ’m seven, you know. You could lean on your at the flushed little face. stick on one side, and on me on the other. Dick When they entered the room where they were says I 've a good deal of muscle for a boy that 's to dine, Cedric saw it was a very large and imposonly seven.”
ing one, and that the footman who stood behind He shut his hand and moved it upward to his the chair at the head of the table stared very hard shoulder, so that the Earl might see the muscle as they came in. Dick had kindly approved of, and his face was so But they reached the chair at last. The hand grave and earnest that the footman found it neces- was removed from his shoulder, and the Earl was sary to look very hard indeed at the ugly picture. fairly seated. “Well,” said the Earl, “ you may try.”
Cedric took out Dick's handkerchief and wiped Cedric gave him his stick, and began to assist his forehead. him to rise. Usually the footman did this, and “ It 's a warm night, is n't it?” he said. “Perwas violently sworn at when his lordship had an haps you need a fire because — because of your extra twinge of gout. The Earl was not a very foot, but it seems just a little warm to me.” polite person as a rule, and many a time the His delicate consideration for his noble relative's huge footmen about him quaked inside their im- feelings was such that he did not wish to seem to posing liveries.
intimate that any of his surroundings were unBut this evening he did not swear, though his necessary. gouty foot gave him more twinges than one. He “You have been doing some rather hard work," chose to try an experiment. He got up slowly said the Earl. and put his hand on the small shoulder presented "Oh, no!” said Lord Fauntleroy, “it was n't to him with so much courage. Little Lord Faunt- exactly hard, but I got a little warm. A person leroy made a careful step forward, looking down at will get warm in summer time." the gouty foot.
And he rubbed his damp curls rather vigorously “ Just lean on me,” he said, with encouraging with the gorgeous handkerchief. His own chair good cheer. “I'll walk very slowly.”
was placed at the other end of the table, opposite If the Earl had been supported by the footman his grandfather's. It was a chair with arms, and he would have rested less on his stick and more intended for a much larger individual than himon his assistant's arm. And yet it was part of his self; indeed, everything he had seen so far,—the experiment to let his grandson feel his burden as no great rooms, with their high ceilings, the massive light weight. It was quite a heavy weight indeed, furniture, the big footman, the big dog, the Earl and after a few steps his young lordship’s face grew himself, were all of proportions calculated to make
this little lad feel that he was very small, indeed. And you think I must be proud of it, do you?” But that did not trouble him; he had never thought said the Earl. himself very large or important, and he was quite “I should think any one would be proud of it,” willing to accommodate himself even to circum- replied Lord Fauntleroy. “I should be proud of stances which rather overpowered him.
it if it were my house. Everything about it is Perhaps he had never looked so little a fellow beautiful. And the park, and those trees, - how as when seated now in his great chair, at the end of beautiful they are, and how the leaves rustle ! the table. Notwithstanding his solitary existence, Then he paused an instant and looked across the Earl chose to live in considerable state. He was the table rather wistfully. fond of his dinner, and he dined in a formal style. “It 's a very big house for just two people to Cedric looked at him across a glitter of splendid live in, is n't it?” he said. glass and plate, which to his unaccustomed eyes “ It is quite large enough for two,” answered the seemed quite dazzling. A stranger looking on Earl. “Do you find it too large ? " might well have smiled at the picture,- the great His little lordship hesitated a moment. stately room, the big liveried servants, the bright “I was only thinking," he said, “ that if two lights, the glittering silver and glass, the fierce- people lived in it who were not very good companlooking old nobleman at the head of the table and ions, they might feel lonely sometimes.” the very small boy at the foot. Dinner was usu- “Do you think I shall make a good companally a very serious matter with the Earl — and it ion?” inquired the Earl. was a very serious matter with the cook, if his “Yes,” replied Cedric, “ I think you will. Mr. lordship was not pleased or had an indifferent ap- Hobbs and I were great friends. He was the best petite. To-day, however, his appetite seemeda trifle friend I had except Dearest.” better than usual, perhaps because he had some- The Earl made a quick movement of his bushy thing to think of beside the flavor of the entries eyebrows. and the management of the gravies. His grand- " Who is Dearest ?" son gave him something to think of. He kept “She is my mother,” said Lord Fauntleroy, in looking at him across the table.
He did not say
a rather low, quiet little voice. very much himself, but he managed to make the Perhaps he was a trifle tired, as his bed-time was boy talk. He had never imagined that he could nearing, and perhaps after the excitement of the be entertained by hearing a child talk, but Lord last few days it was natural he should be tired, so Fauntleroy at once puzzled and amused him, and perhaps, too, the feeling of weariness brought to he kept remembering how he had let the childish him a vague sense of loneliness in the rememshoulder feel his weight just for the sake of trying brance that to-night he was not to sleep at home, how far the boy's courage and endurance would go, watched over by the loving eyes of that “best and it pleased him to know that his grandson friend” of his. They had always been “
"best had not quailed and had not seemed to think even friends," this boy and his young mother. He for a moment of giving up what he had undertaken could not help thinking of her, and the more he to do.
thought of her the less was he inclined to talk, “You don't wear your coronet all the time?" and by the time the dinner was at an end the Earl remarked Lord Fauntleroy respectfully.
saw that there was a faint shadow on his face. “No," replied the Earl, with his grim smile; But Cedric bore himself with excellent courage, “it is not becoming to me.'
and when they went back to the library, though “Mr. Hobbs said you always wore it,” said Ced- the tall footman walked on one side of his master, ric; “but after he thought it over, he said he the Earl's hand rested on his grandson's shoulder, supposed you must sometimes take it off to put though not so heavily as before. your hat on."
When the footman left them alone, Cedric sat “Yes,” said the Earl, “I take it off occasion- down upon the hearth-rug near Dougal. For a ally."
few minutes he stroked the dog's ears in silence And one of the footmen suddenly turned aside and looked at the fire. and gave a singular little cough behind his hand. The Earl watched him. The boy's eyes looked
Cedric finished his dinner first, and then he wistful and thoughtful, and once or twice he gave leaned back in his chair and took a survey of the a little sigh. The Earl sat still, and kept his eyes room.
fixed on his grandson. “ You must be very proud of your house," he “Fauntleroy,” he said at last, “ what are you said, “it's such a beautiful house. I never saw thinking of?” anything so beautiful; but, of course, as I 'm only Fauntleroy looked up with a manful effort at a seven, I have n't seen much.”
“ I was thinking about Dearest,” he said; “and “ Yes," answered Lord Fauntleroy, in a gentle — and I think I'd better get up and walk up and tone, and with simple directness; “I do think so, down the room."
and I think it 's true. You see, Mr. Hobbs was He rose up, and put his hands in his small pock- my friend, and Dick and Bridget and Mary and ets, and began to walk to and fro. His eyes were Michael, they were my friends, too; but Dearestvery bright, and his lips were pressed together, well, she is my close friend, and we always tell but he kept his head up and walked firmly. Dou- each other everything. My father left her to me gal moved lazily and looked at him, and then stood up. He walked over to the child, and began to follow him uneasily. Fauntleroy drew one hand from his pocket and laid it on the dog's head.
“ He's a very nice dog," he said. “He's my friend. He knows how I feel.”
“ How do you feel ? ” asked the Earl.
It disturbed him to see the struggle the little fellow was having with his first feeling of home-sickness, but it pleased him to see that he was making so brave an effort to bear it well. He liked this childish courage.
“ Come here," he said. Fauntleroy went to him.
“I never was away from my own house before,” said the boy, with a troubled look in his brown eyes. “ It makes a person feel a strange feeling when he has to stay all night in another person's castle instead of in his own house. But Dearest is not very far away from me. She told me to remember that-andand I 'm seven- and I can look at the picture she gave me."
He put his hand in his pocket, and brought out a small violet velvetcovered case. “ This is it,” he said.
Biasa you press this spring and it opens, and she is in there!"
He had come close to the Earl's chair, and, as he drew forth the little «. JUST LEAN ON ME," SAID LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY, 'I'LL WALK VERY SLOWLY.'" case, he leaned against the arm of it, and against the old man's arm, too, as con- to take care of, and when I am a man I am going fidingly as if children had always leaned there. to work and earn money for her.”
“There she is,” he said, as the case opened; and “What do you think of doing ? " inquired his he looked up with a smile.
grandfather. The Earl knitted his brows; he did not wish to His young lordship slipped down upon the see the picture, but he looked at it in spite of him- hearth-rug, and sat there with the picture still in self; and there looked up at him from it such a his hand. He seemed to be reflecting seriously, pretty young face — a face so like the child's at before he answered. his side —that it quite startled him.
“I did think perhaps I might go into business “I suppose you think you are very fond of her,” with Mr. Hobbs,” he said; "but I should like to he said.
be a President."
" You see,
“We 'll send you to the House of Lords in- out and gone to sleep with his head on his huge stead," said his grandfather.
paws. There was a long silence. “Well,” remarked Lord Fauntleroy, “if I could n't be a President, and if that is a good busi- In about half an hour's time Mr. Havisham was ness, I should n't mind. The grocery business is ushered in. The great room was very still when dull sometimes."
he entered. The Earl was still leaning back in his Perhaps he was weighing the matter in his mind, chair. He moved as Mr. Havisham approached, for he sat very quiet after this, and looked at the and held up his hand in a gesture of warning fire for some time.
it seemed as if he had scarcely intended to make The Earl did not speak again. He leaned back the gesture -- as if it were almost involuntary. in his chair and watched him. A great many Dougal was still asleep, and close beside the great strange new thoughts passed through the old dog, sleeping also, with his curly head upon his nobleman's mind. Dougal had stretched himself arm, lay little Lord Fauntleroy.
(To be continued.)
NEW BITS OF TALK FOR YOUNG FOLK.
BY HELEN JACKSON. (H. H.)
"TIT FOR TAT.”
kindness, therefore, why should we not say, “ This
for that," as well as when unkindness is repaid by The saying is a by-word of ill-nature and quar- unkindness. reling. “ Tit for tat” and “Good enough for Nobody can give any reason. And nobody can you!”those were the two meanest exclamations tell, now, how the ill-natured meaning was ever ever heard in the set of children among whom I fastened to the words; but there it is, fastened close, grew up. Our differences were due to thoughtless- and it will always stick, I suppose. Yet it would ness and not to any bad intent; and those of us be a very jolly little phrase, if it meant a good thing. who quarreled most fiercely one day were often The syllables are short and brisk-sounding; and the best of friends the next. I suppose that is just they are based upon three cheerful vowels: i-o the way it is with children to-day, and always will -a, each with the shortest, merriest sound it has. be so long as the world lasts and men and women Surely, it is a shame to degrade them so when we have to begin their lives by being boys and girls. might turn the phrase right around if we would,– But we should have been a great deal happier if inside out, and right side out, at last; and we might we had never quarreled; had never said or acted make it mean just the opposite from what it always “Tit for Tat."
has meant, by never using it, except when we had Acting it is worse than saying it. It is bad paid back a bad turn by a good one, an unkind enough to do a mean or unkind thing to another action by a loving one, a mean deed by the most person from any motive, from envy or hatred or generous one we could plan or perform. Then hasty temper,— but to do it simply (as the saying would be the time to cry out “ Tit for Tat! This is) “ to pay back” for an unkind thing done to us, for that, my friend! and as often as you treat me seems to me the very meanest kind of meanness. bac y, I'll treat you well, and we'll see which will
It occurred to me once upon a time to try to find get tired soonest!” If the saying ever comes to out what the hateful phrase came from. “ Tit for mean that, it will be by the children's beginning tat!”— the words sound as silly as they are ugly, to give it that meaning. It would take about a and I wondered how they had ever come to be in century, I dare say. But that is only three genpeople's mouths, like a sort of proverb. To my erations of children! Would n't it be worth while great surprise, I found that the saying originated for the children of to-day to start the new version with the Dutch people. In Dutch, it was “Dit vor of the saying? And then, some time in the far dat," and the words mean simply “ This for that,” distant future, say in the year 2090, perhaps somenothing more.
body who is interested in searching out the origin Then how has the saying come to mean always, of phrases, will be seeking, as I sought, to find the return of a disagreeable or cruel action, by one out where “ Tit for Tat” came from. By that of its own kind? There is a proverb, “One good time, you see, if three generations of American turn deserves another.” When kindness is repaid by children have all been steadily working, to give