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though their marriage brought them the ill-will of to it when he read the Captain's letter. His valet, several persons. The one who was most angry of who was in the room when it came, thought all, however, was the Captain's father, who lived in his lordship would have a fit of apoplexy, he was England, and was a very rich and important old so wild with anger. For an hour he raged like a nobleman, with a very bad temper and a very tiger, and then he sat down and wrote to his son, violent dislike to America and Americans. He and ordered him never to come near his old home, had two sons older than Captain Cedric; and it nor to write to his father or brothers again. He was the law that the elder of these sons should told him he might live as he pleased, and die inherit the family title and estates, which were where he pleased, that he should be cut off from very rich and splendid; if the eldest son died the his family forever, and that he need never expect next one would be heir; so though he was a mem- help from his father as long as he lived. ber of such a great family, there was little chance The Captain was very sad when he read the that Captain Cedric would be very rich himself. letter; he was very fond of England, and he
But it so happened that Nature had given to dearly loved the beautiful home where he had the younger son gifts which she had not bestowed been born; he had even loved his ill-tempered upon his elder brothers. He had a beautiful old father, and had sympathized with him in his face and a fine, strong, graceful figure; he had disappointments; but he knew he need expect no a bright smile and a sweet, gay voice; he was kindness from him in the future. At first he scarcely brave and generous, and had the kindest heart knew what to do; he had not been brought up to in the world, and seemed to have the power to work, and had no business experience, but he had make every one love him. And it was not so courage and plenty of determination. So he sold with his elder brothers; neither of them was his commission in the English army, and after handsome, or very kind, or clever. When they some trouble found a situation in New York, and were boys at Eton, they were not popular; when married. The change from his old life in Engthey were at college, they cared nothing for land was very great, but he was young and happy study, and wasted both time and money, and and he hoped that hard work would do great made few real friends. The old Earl, their father, things for him in the future. He had a small was constantly disappointed and humiliated by house on a quiet street, and his little boy was them; his heir was no honor to his noble name, born there, and everything was so gay and cheerand did not promise to end in being anything but ful, in a simple way, that he was never sorry for a a selfish, wasteful, insignificant man, with no moment that he had married the rich old lady's manly or noble qualities. It was very bitter, the pretty companion just because she was so sweet old Earl thought, that the son who was only third, and he loved her and she loved him. She was and would have only a very small fortune, should very sweet, indeed, and her little boy was like be the one who had all the gifts, and all the both her and his father. Though he was born in charms, and all the strength and beauty. Some- so quiet and cheap a little home, it seemed as if times he almost hated the handsome young man there never had been a more fortunate baby. In because he seemed to have the good things which the first place, he was always well, and so he never should have gone with the stately title and the gave any one trouble; in the second place, he had magnificent estates; and yet, in the depths of his so sweet a temper and ways so charming that he proud, stubborn old heart, he could not help car- was a pleasure to every one; and in the third place, ing very much for his youngest son. It was in one he was so beautiful to look at that he was quite a of his fits of petulance that he sent him off to picture. Instead of being a bald-headed baby, travel in America; he thought he would send he started in life with a quantity of soft, fine, him away for a while, so that he should not be gold-colored hair, which curled up at the ends, made angry by constantly contrasting him with and went into loose rings by the time he was six his brothers, who were at that time giving him a months old; he had big brown eyes and long great deal of trouble by their wild ways.
eye-lashes and a darling little face; he had so But after about six months, he began to feel strong a back and splendid sturdy legs, that at lonely, and longed in secret to see his son again, so nine months he learned suddenly to walk; his manhe wrote to Captain Cedric and ordered him home. ners were so good, for a baby, that it was delightThe letter he wrote crossed on its way a letter the ful to make his acquaintance. He seemed to feel Captain had just written to his father, telling of his that every one was his friend, and when any one love for the pretty American girl, and of his intended spoke to him, when he was in his carriage in the marriage; and when the Earl received that letter, street, he would give the stranger one sweet, he was furiously angry. Bad as his temper was, he serious look with the brown eyes, and then follow had never given way to it in his life as he gave way it with a lovely, friendly smile; and the consequence was, that there was not a person in the neighbor- and pet me or show me something. He is such hood of the quiet street where he lived, - even to a little man, I really think he knows." the groceryman at the corner, who was consid- As he grew older, he had a great many quaint ered the crossest creature alive,— who was not little ways which amused and interested people pleased to see him, and speak to him. And every greatly. He was so much of a companion for his month of his life he grew handsomer and more mother that she scarcely cared for any other. interesting.
They used to walk together and talk together and When he was old enough to walk out with his play together. When he was quite a little fellow, nurse, dragging a small wagon and wearing a short he learned to read; and after that, he used to lie on white kilt skirt, and a big white hat set back on his the hearth-rug, in the evening, and read aloud – curly yellow hair, he was so handsome and strong sometimes stories, and sometimes big books such and rosy that he attracted every one's attention, as older people read, and sometimes even the and his nurse would come home and tell his newspaper ; and often at such times Mary, in the mamma stories of the ladies who had stopped kitchen, would hear Mrs. Errol laughing with their carriages to look at and speak to him, and of delight at the quaint things he said. how pleased they were when he talked to them in “ And, indade,” said Mary to the groceryman, his cheerful little way, as if he had known them“nobody cud help laughin' at the quare little always. His greatest charm was this cheerful, ways of him — and his ould-fashioned sayin's ! fearless, quaint little way of making friends with Did n't he come into my kitchen the noight the people. I think it arose from his having a very new prisident was nominated and shtand afore the confiding nature, and a kind little heart that fire, lookin' loike a pictur', wid his hands in his sympathized with every one, and wished to make shmall pockets, an' his innocent bit of a face as every one as comfortable as he liked to be him- sayrious as a jedge ? An’sez he to me: “Mary,' self. It made him very quick to understand the sez he, 'I 'm very much intrusted in the 'lection,' feelings of those about him. Perhaps this had sez he. 'I 'm a 'publican, an' so is Dearest. grown on him, too, because he had lived so much Are you a 'publican, Mary?' 'Sorra a bit,' sez I; with his father and mother, who were always “I'm the bist o' dimmycrats !' An' he looks up loving and considerate and tender and well- at me wid a look that ud go to yer heart, and sez bred. He had never heard an unkind or uncourt- he: 'Mary,' sez he, 'the country will go to ruin.' eous word spoken at home; he had always been An' nivver a day since thin has he let go by widout loved and caressed and treated tenderly, and so argyin' wid me to change me polytics.” his childish soul was full of kindness and innocent Mary was very fond of him, and very proud of warm feeling. He had always heard his mamma him, too. She had been with his mother ever called by pretty, loving names, and so he used since he was born ; and, after his father's death, them himself when he spoke to her; he had always had been cook and housemaid and nurse and everyseen that his papa watched over her and took great thing else. She was proud of his graceful, strong care of her, and so he learned, too, to be careful little body and his pretty manners, and especially of her.
proud of the bright curly hair which waved over So when he knew his papa would come back his forehead and fell in charming love-locks on his no more and saw how very sad his mamma was, shoulders. She was willing to work early and late there gradually came into his kind little heart to help his mamma make his small suits and keep the thought that he must do what he could to them in order. make her happy. He was not much more than a “ 'Ristycratic, is it?" she would say. “Faith, baby, but that thought was in his mind whenever an’ I'd loike to see the choild on Fifth Avey-noo as he climbed upon her knee and kissed her, and looks loike him an' shteps out as handsome as himput his curly head on her neck, and when he self. An' ivvery man, woman, and choild lookin' brought his toys and picture books to show her, afther him in his bit of a black velvet skirt made and when he curled up quietly by her side as out of the misthress's ould gownd; an' his little she used to lie on the sofa. He was not old head up an' his curly hair flyin' an' shinin'. It's enough to know of anything else to do, so he did loike a young lord he looks." what he could, and was more of a comfort to her Cedric did not know that he looked like a young than he could have understood.
lord; he did not know what a lord was. His “Oh, Mary !” he heard her say once to her old greatest friend was the groceryman at the corner servant; “I am sure he is trying to help me in the cross groceryman, who was never cross to his innocent way — I know he is. He looks at me him. His name was Mr. Hobbs, and Cedric adsometimes with a loving, wondering little look, mired and respected him very much. He thought as if he were sorry for me, and then he will come him a very rich and powerful person, he had so many things in his store — prunes and figs and aristocracy, being specially indignant against earls oranges and biscuits,— and he had a horse and and marquises. It had been a hot morning; and wagon. Cedric was fond of the milkman and the after playing soldiers with some friends of his, baker and the apple-woman, but he liked Mr. Cedric had gone into the store to rest, and had Hobbs best of all, and was on terms of such intimacy found Mr. Hobbs looking very fierce over a piece with him that he went to see him every day, and of the Illustrated London News, which contained often sat with him quite a long time, discussing a picture of some court ceremony. the topics of the hour. It was quite surprising “Ah,” he said, “that 's the way they go on now; how many things they found to talk about — the but they 'll get enough of it some day, when those Fourth of July, for instance. When they began they 've trod on rise and blow 'em up sky-high,to talk about the Fourth of July there really seemed earls and marquises and all! It's coming, and no end to it. Mr. Hobbs had a very bad opinion they may look out for it!” of “the British," and he told the whole story of the Cedric had perched himself as usual on the high Revolution, relating very wonderful and patri- stool and pushed his hat back, and put his hands otic stories about the villainy of the enemy and the in his pockets in delicate compliment to Mr. bravery of the Revolutionary heroes, and he even Hobbs. generously repeated part of the Declaration of In- “ Did you ever know many marquises, Mr. dependence. Cedric was so excited that his eyes shone and his cheeks were red and his curls were all rubbed and tumbled into a yellow mop.
He could hardly wait to eat his dinner after he went home, he was so anxious to tell his mamma. It was, perhaps, Mr. Hobbs who gave him his first interest in politics. Mr. Hobbs was fond of reading the newspapers, and so Cedric heard a great deal about what was going on in Washington; and Mr. Hobbs would tell him whether the President was doing his duty or not. And once, when there was an election, he found it all quite grand, and probably but for Mr. Hobbs and Cedric the country might have been wrecked. Mr. Hobbs took him to see a great torchlight proces- Hobbs?”Cedsion, and many of the men who carried torches ric inquired,
ACH remembered afterward a stout man who stood near –“or earls ?” a lamp-post and held on his shoulder a handsome “No,” anlittle shouting boy, who waved his cap in the air. swered It was not long after this election, when Cedric Hobbs, with
(SEE NEXT PAGE.) was between seven and eight years old, that the indignation ; very strange thing happened which made so won- “I guess not. I'd like to catch one of 'em inside derful a change in his life. It was quite curious, here; that's all ! I'll have no grasping tyrants too, that the day it happened he had been talking to sittin' 'round on my cracker-barrels!” Mr. Hobbs about England and the Queen, and Mr. And he was so proud of the sentiment that he Hobbs had said some very severe things about the looked around proudly and mopped his forehead.
“SO THIS IS LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
“Perhaps they would n't be earls if they knew and some one was in the little parlor talking to his any better,” said Cedric, feeling some vague sym.
Mary hurried him up-stairs and put on pathy for their unhappy condition.
his best summer suit of cream-colored flannel with “Would n't they !” said Mr. Hobbs. “ They the red scarf around the waist, and combed out his just glory in it! It's in 'em. They 're a bad lot.” curly locks.
They were in the midst of their conversation, “Lords, is it?" he heard her say. “An' the when Mary appeared. Cedric thought she had nobility an' gintry. Och! bad cess to them ! Lords come to buy some sugar, perhaps, but she had not. indade — worse luck." She looked almost pale and as if she were excited It was really very puzzling, but he felt sure his about something.
mamma would tell him what all the excitement “Come home, darlint,” she said ; “the mis- meant, so he allowed Mary to bemoan herself withthress is wantin' yez."
out asking many questions. When he was dressed, Cedric slipped down from his stool.
he ran down-stairs and went into the parlor. A “ Does she want me to go out with her, Mary?” tall, thin old gentleman with a sharp face was sitting he asked. “Good morning, Mr. Hobbs. I'll see in an arm-chair. His mother was standing near you again."
by with a pale face, and he saw that there were He was surprised to see Mary staring at him in tears in her eyes. a dumfounded fashion, and he wondered why she “Oh! Ceddie!” she cried out, and ran to her kept shaking her head.
little boy and caught him in her arms and kissed “What's the matter, Mary?” he said. “Is it him in a little frightened, troubled way. “Oh! the hot weather?"
Ceddie, darling!" “No," said Mary, “but there's strange things The tall old gentleman rose from his chair and happenin' to us."
looked at Cedric with his sharp eyes.
He rubbed “Has the sun given Dearest a headache?" he his thin chin with his bony hand as he looked. inquired anxiously.
He seemed not at all displeased. But it was not that. When he reached his own “ And so," he said at last, slowly,– "and so this house there was a coupé standing before the door, is little Lord Fauntleroy."
I. THE MAGIC CLOCKS.
“Why, there 's a peddler !” exclaimed Frank.
“Mamma never buys anything of peddlers, you (A parable in two parts.)
know,” said Elizabeth. “She always tells Bridget
to send them right away without calling her." One day, as four children, named Frank, James, “ You need not come in,” shouted James; Helen, and Elizabeth, were playing in front of “peddlers never sell anything here.” their father's house, a queer thing happened. The old man did not move nor speak, but stood They had not heard the sound of approaching foot- still, with his eyes fixed on the children, looking steps; but suddenly they saw a little old man stand- first at one, then at another. ing in front of the gate, leaning over it and looking “What a queer old man !” said Helen in a at them.
whisper, coming up closer to her brother Frank. He carried upon his back a big box strapped “I wish he would go away. What makes him with leathern bands, and held in place by a wide stare so at us ? " band passing across his chest.
“Why does n't he speak?” said James.