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Weil we know them, never weary Of the innocent surprise; Wuiting, watching, listening always With full hearts and tender eyes, While our littie household angels, White and golden in the sun, Greet us with the sweet old weleome— ‘‘Merry Christmas, everyone !” D. Lower Montague, Dec, 21, 1889.

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DOLLY DEBRING’S CHRISTMAS,

A SIMPLE STORY.

BY HUNTER DUVAR,

It was the first day of November and a very uucomfortable first’ of November it was. People’s noses were red. Cold raw fog hung on whiskers and beards as dew- drops hang on a spider's web. The trees, all but leafless, loomed through the fog like smears. Curs that ran out tu bark at you carried their tails slantingly, the fog hav- ingsoaked out their usual insolent curl, for itis acurious fact in dogology that the meaner the cur, biped or quadruped, the tighter does he curl his tail. Hens with their feathers all ruffled the wrong way moped under fences, like played-out poli- ticians draggled by party storms. Ducks were making a great to do in puddles, and like other quacks, were getting along swim- mingly. Some of the more devout school boys, on the foundation of that truly Christian King Henry VIII. for ten poor scholars, surreptitiously read in their prayer books the supplication for fine weather, for their bonfire on Guy Fawkes, his day, the 5th, ‘the glorious fifth Nov- ember which let us all remember.”

Nobody blessed the weather, or they blessed it the wrong way, as Giles Deering stamped along from the sale by auction ef the estate of Puddleford Granges on which he and half a dozen others were small ten- ant farmers. It was a pretty estate of five or six hundred acres, just large enough to have enabled the late proprietor to expend six times his income in keeping up ‘he pre- tences that modern civilization demands. The estate was now on the market, with the quondam owner in that debtor’s prison unfavorably known to Little Dorrit’s father as the Marshalsea.

Giles Deering was one of a race that is now as extinct as the Pelasgi. He wore top boots. That fact alone is sufticient to relegate him into a period of somewhat re- mote antiquity. In person, portly, face rubicund, shvulders round, limbs herculean. His breeches (pardon the expression), plen- teous in width and of a stiff ridge and furrow fabric, called corduroy, stopped short where they met his boots. Ina side pocket of this integument, known as the fob, be carried a stout silver watch, three inches in diameter by two inches thick in the centre, that had belonged to his grand- father, and to which was appended a steei chain on which were hung a crooked six- pence and a cornelian seal. When he want- ed to know what o'clock it was, he hauled on the chain with both hands and the time- piece came out with a plop like a cork out of a bottle. Stand-up linen collars of great height and cruelty nearly cut his ears off. A waistcoat with two huge flaps like modern gripsacks covered his expausive chest and reached to his thighs. Over all was a royal blue broadcloth coat cut square in the tails, with six bright brass buttons in front, the size of half dollars, and two on the small of his back, so that the view of his gable end was quite picturesque, especially when sur- mounted by his biliyeock hat—the term ‘* billycock,” I infer. being derived from a mixturejof sweet william and acock of hay. Such was the personnel of the father of dear Dolly Deering. Mrs. Giles Deering was so plump and comfortable in person that she might be called a personage. And Sthen as to her daughter—O dear! Words fail me to describe sweet Dolly. When she flitted about in the orchard the young men could hardly make up their minds whether it would be nicer to bite a red-cheeked apple or Doliy’s red cheeks. I know which | would have preferred. She was indeed a duck and a darling and a delightful and a Dolly, and that is all that need be said. Doily had many admirers, what pretty girl hasfnot? It is quite right for a pretty girl to have hosts of admirers, but it is best to have only one true lover. I mean only one at a tume. Where there are two or mere they are apt to clash.

Dolly had had a lover.

Alack! William Shakespeare, how dis- mally correct you were when you said that the course of true love never did run smooth. Samuel Freeman was Dolly’s only one. But Samuel Freeman was poor. Why is it, O great ruler of Love’s Universe ! why is it that almost all true lovers are poor? This does not seem in accordance with the fitness of things. Yet such was the case with Freeman. It almost makes mea manichean to see how things go wrong. He was a well-built youth, and could have

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ing, but he had none to spend. He was schoolmaster and catechist for Henry VIII's ten poor scholars, and had no resources but his annnal dole, which amounted, all told, in modern sterling, to seven pound,

Tudor days had been paid in bonnet pieces, The most sanguine temperament could | scarcely expect that sum to provide luxur-| ies for the houseful of children Dolly would | be sure to bring him. Lovers’ quarrels ensued. Dolly, poor thing, did nothing but cry. It would have mollified the heart | of a whinstone to see the pearly tears run- | ning down her damask cheek and dropping off the point of her pretty little nose into the buttermilk as she mournfully churned the day’s cream. Mrs. Deering, like the sensible mother she was, put her foot down (she wore number nines) and vowed stoutly that no young man should have « daughter of hers unless he could show a clear incom- ing of not less than fifty dollars a year.

What would you have? Fate is cruel, It is a very true sentiment, beautifully ex- pressed by Mr. Swinburne, of London, that

A little sorrow, a little pleasure,

Fate metes us from the dusty measure That holds the date of all of us; We are born with travail and strong cry-

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in And front’ th birthday to the dying, The likeness of our life is thus,

The end of it was that Sam Freeman dis. appeared one night, and not till a week: afterwards did he send word, by the car- rier, that he had enlisted in the service of the Honorable East India Company.

There ensued a weary and a settled mel- ancholy after the first burst of grief. The sweet voice of Giles’s daughter was no more heard lilting ‘‘linkum come leddy” and ‘**my love he is a comely lad,” and the like, as she drove her cow, Mooley, to the pas- ture, giving ita gentle cut now and then with a little hazel switch across its well- fed flank, more in kindhess than in anger. The hum of her spinning wheel reeled off no longer a joyous “birr-whirr and round-a,”’ but fell into a monotonous refrain of ** east-indy-companie, east-indy- companie.” She came to the conclusion that all young men are hateful, especially those that wanted to take her to the fair and buy candies for her. She told her mother she would never marry, a remark at which that astute woman quietly smiled. I think at this time Dolly grew prettier every day. The too ruddy rose of her cheek toned down, and there seemed a deeper depth in the darkness of her eyes. But her dreams were troubled. She seemed in her slumbers to see her Samuel in the uniform of a Bheel daycote (whatever that may be) with a tremendous sword in his hand, cut- ting down whole companies of British troops of the line. At other times she would dream of him as in the magnificent dress of a rajah, and near him, seated lovingly on a divan, a lady surpassingly beautiful, with Kohinoors in her hair and emeralds all over her scarlet jacket, and with volumi- nous sky-blue silk trousers, but, shocking

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of caps and bonnets, and ironing of rib- bons, and huntizg up of gloves, and letting out of tucks, and turning up of skirts, and consideration of breadths. 1 am not so learned in ladies’ toiiet as I once was, but I know a good deal was done with cotton wool and whalebone, and stay laces, and sheet lead, and powder of pearls, and rouge Ces roses, and savon dental, and racine “ce voilette, and cold cream, and lavy- ender waier, and glycerine, and fixatine, and other mysteries of beauty’s armory that it wou'd be profane even to guess at. All was, at length, ready, and the invita- tions had becu gleated over, and the dresses tried on, and the running about with mouths full of pins was over by the time it was Christmas eve, and the shining are of the lady-moon, in her last quarter, smiled down through a serene sky betokening a clear and frosty kindly Christmas morning.

Now it happened on that Christmas eve our darling Dolly felt disinclined wo rest. She was thinking of her absent Samuel in the East India Company’s service, and the more she thought of him the more did the rememberance of the beautiful foreign lady im the skyblue silk trousers, that she as- sociated with him in her dreams, become hateful to her. She drew on a hood and went out to indulge her sorrows in the show-crusted garden.

Dolly wept with her handkerchief to her eyes as she paced slowly up and down the little walk, among the gaunt walkingstick- like stems of dead sunflowers and holly- hocks. Gently a hand was laid upon her shoulder, and a well-remembered voice whispered ‘Dolly, dear!” With a smothered scream she started and found her own true lover bending over her with love in his eyes. ‘* Sa-sa-muel !” she stam- mered out, and the dream-lady in the sky- blue trousers vanished forever.

This simple story may be an idyl, but it is not aromance. There is no mystery in it. There is no mystery in anything. I daresay the Eleusinian mysteries, if we only knew, were mere cider-celler business, and the mysterious mumbliings of Memnon no more than an anticipation of Edison's telephone. When Sam Freeman left his native village he sought out his deceased father’s brother, his only relative, and found him witha canvas apron on, behind a counter in an obscure lane in London where he carried on a small cheesemongery business. His respectable uncle gave him half a sovereign and told him to go to the devil. Sam at first thought he would go, but, being nu fool, he made enquiry in the lane and found that the stingy uncle worth twenty thousand pounds if worth a penny. Our hero, therefore, made a respectable solicitor acquainted with the circumstances, and leit with him a probable address : ‘**Full Private Samuel Freeman, Bengal In- fantry, India, or elsewhere.” Then he went and enlisted.

It gives ne pleasure to relate that the cheesemonger died within three years and Sam inherited as heir. It was for him the estate of Puddleford Granges had been bought ‘ton commission.” Dolly did not

to relate, no stockings, aud tiny slippers of dead gold turned up at the toes.

sule herself with the reflection that dreams always came true by contraries.

All this, except the dreams and the deter- mination never to marry, was past and gone four years before the evening when her father, Giles Deering, came home from at- tending the sale of the estate on which he wasatenant. That worthy man arriving at his ain fireside, pulled off his blue coat, and took a handfui of tobaceo out of one of the flaps of his waistcoat, filled and lighted his churchwarden pipe, a yard long, and sitting down in his shirt sleeves, smoked gravely.

**Tell us about it, father,” cried Mrs. D. ** was the estate sold?”

** Aye, worse luck,” repiied Giles, ** we have gotten a new master now. Lawyer Scratch put up an offer of eight thousand pound—eight thou-sand pound—seems a deal o’ money, don’t it? Squire Briggs bid five hundred more, a thousand’ more, a hundred more to that, and then silly Ggpen, Lee’s hired man, who had six quarts o’ beer or thereabouts inside of him, roars out, ‘and fivepence ha’ penny more!’ whereupon the Squire gie him a cut with his hunting whip and the auctioneer heaved a ink bottle at Billy and told him to get out o’ that.’ * Ninety-six hundred says a dandified kind of a chap that nobody seem- ed to know, that was smoking one o’ your newfangled cigars. ‘* Ninety-six hundred,’ says he. ‘And fifty,’ says Lawyer Scratch. ‘And fifty more’ says the danditied chap. Lawyer locked bitter gluin and bid no more. ‘At ninety-seven, seven, seven, seven,’ says the ductioneer, ‘seven, seven, at ninety and seven, no more bids? atseven ? seven? going, no advance on seven? go-0-ing at seven, last offer, seven! Gone! It had gone to the dandified chap, who handed a paper to the auctioneer, aud walked away smoking. Then it came out that the stranger was a lawyer man from London, ] asked the buyer’s name, and he told me *On Commission.’ That’s what he said it was.’ ”

**On Commission ?” said Dolly, wonder- ingly. ‘‘It can’t be a man’s name. What does it mean?”

** Dang’d if I know,” said Giles Deering.

Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks passed, and no sign of the new Squire. The public mind had already settled that

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Then |} Dolly would wake with a shudder, and con- | gate.

Mr. Q. Commission—for this they supposed was his name—was ove of “ your fiy-away chaps” who would live in London, and never come near Pulldleford Granges. At length a cheery rumor circulated that a brewer's drag, laden with beer froma near town, had been seen to drive through

know this, but here was Samuel, her own true lover, standing with her by the garden

Long time the lovers talked, talked in fact till the hoarse old clock on Henry VIII1.’s foundation reluctantly counted out twelve time-beats and made it Christmas morning. Itwastime to part. Professurs of ethics have not yet decided whether it is better to trust one’S sweetheart all in all, or not at all. It mainly depends on who the sweetheart is. The new squire of the Grange took a middle course and told her that he lived at Grange house and was the butler. Dolly, although wondering at the great rise in life from a schoolmaster to a butler, said nothing but rejoiced in his sue- cess. Then, with many caresses, they part- ed, he assuring her that she should have a good place ac the feast.

Christmas morning broke clear, crisp and bracing, as it ought to do, and in due the bells called all good Christians to the wor- ship so well beseeming that most august of days. Everybody had on their very best. The village church glowed lke a parterre of the most pronounced flowers, peonies, sunflowers, tiger lilies and- marigolds, with intervening expanses of white waistcoat, while overhead rippled a surf of artificihl sprays and nodding plumes of dried grasses and birds. The rector, Rev. Athanasius Stole, read the beautiful service, not for- getting to take up the off. rtory, which, if 1 remember aright, was on that occasion, for that most successful of all missions, the conversion of the Jews; and then the con- gregation dismissing, streamed in a gay and straggling procession towards the Grange mansion.

When Dolly and her parents were re- ceived by the servants and shown into the room where allthe company were already seated at a lung table, the dear child did not know (vulgarly speaking) whether she stood on her head or her heeis. For, places being found luwerdown for her parents, she was escorted and placed directly under the mistletoe—next to two vacant chairs at the head of the table, facing the whole com- pany. She could do nothing but blush, and secretly look round for the butler.

At length a door opened and the rector, actually the rector ! advanced, leading by the hand—0O heavens Dolly !—Samuei, and pronounced in a pulpit sone; ~* My chris- tian friends, let me present tv you the new Squire of the manor, Mr. Samue! Free- man.” The shock was so great that every one preserved a profuad silence, except one

jnan who sneezed, but afterwards apologis-

ed. Doily was so frightened that she thought she would have fainted and fallen under the table. ‘he general astonish- ment suddenly broke into a hubbub of

Grangehouse gate. Mrs. Bundles, the housekeeper, who was sold with the furni- | ture, contirmed the rumor, and added that | the new squire was coming down to give! a Christmas feast in which all the neigh-| bours were to share. Everybody rejiiced | and thought it was very kind of Squire’ Commission. Then what an outburst of clean starching and putting of hair in pa- pers, and trying over hali-forgotten sveps |

vk Wels arid Guntra dyudes, and making uy

congratulation, while the new squire and the rector slid into the two vacant seats and the latter said grace. The dinner was proceeded with, but so upset was dear Dolly that she does not remember to this day what she ate, except an odious-looking ae a oe that the new equire oid Der was snufilers, or tru ss a 3 word to that aa. Perens

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