|Newspaper Title||The Bendigo Independent (Vic. : 1891 - 1918)|
|Trove Title||The Devil's Own. An Australian Story|
THE DEVIL'S OWN.
CHAPTER IX. (continued).
AN AUSTRALIAN STORY BY MRS.RIGHMOND HONTY (ALL RIGHTH, RESERVED
"Oh, my darling my darling" said her lover he clasped her in his arms and [?] They were watching the gulls as Footsteps roused them from
their ‘heavenly dream,<ttllfog them to terra 'firth,a. It wa% by onb - of the Stewards, laden with a twy of Idricli^lntfo'ofVoting looking oystori aud brown breaa and .bnttpr.j ; . “ Miss Vera; your.e ,uut insists on your eating.some of ; . used to bo so, fond of them, my’ rfatjjr*\ said tfio maid, kindly. V : , ' " V ' ' „ “ Thant I ' you, Mathers, lea v& ' them there," said .V) ,ro,. not turning her bond ; from her very earnest investigation of tho galls. . , . “ Mim /avnspur’s compliments, sir, and she hryou’ll do justice to her. choice of '.aneb, she has added h small bottle of /onmpngne, hoping it.will torhpb.you to cab sir," said slie steward. “ My compliments:, oii.d thanks to Miss Vavasour-r-put it down, Coiling any where ahpufc,” said Mr. Annelaye, tak ang a hurried look at’ ihe steward still folding the tray in mid air. Tho steward had taken at a glance the whole aspect of affairs oh dcok just then.' with the natural precocity and shrewd ness people, particularly servants, are generally gifted 1 with on ! t&e subject of lovers. , Collins did not put his tray Mown* anywhere, according to his instructions. He acted more wisely. Dragging forward a dropsical looking family toV- table near, he made a clean s weep of its avalanche of literature belonging to the owner of the table, and then and, thdr;o set to work in laying'the table, placing the combined lunches in friendly proximity to each other, lingering to put a finishing touch hero and there in true waiterish style, as if preparing for a matter of fact fas tidious couple lunching at the Critcron or Metropole, finally making his - exit, leaving the happy couple to, their united study of ornithology. *Twas a lazy day. Every one lingered over lunch in the cool dining rooms of the Kashmir. Punkahs were ,going energetically, freshing up the little breeze to bo felt. • The passengers were too lazy to do anything but play with their knives and forks, as the term is, or j sit still and talk or listen. • Miss Vara- i sour was the first to make a move, anxious to know the fate of the oysters. Ascending the deck stairs she 1 took a good look round, then stood for a mo ment, and seeing ; no one, nor any re* mains of lunch, not so inuoh as an empty plate or tho' skeleton of a champagne bottle, she quickly descended again to her cabin in search of her niece, only to reappear soon after on deck; very much puzzled as she looked about everywhere : in vain. Nothing mob her view except Df. Bangles - very-conspicuous green gig umbrella (ns it was termed) spread out in full sail,-ns it were, staring her in the face, and apparently fixed slanting ways by some ingonipus contrivance 1 to achair. ' ’ - ’ ’ j; - ; “A moat conspicuous object," said the lady, as slm-snuntered towards* ifc, mc-roly giving a passing look at the interior, and fully expecting to find it * tenantless, as she well knew its owner, Dr: Bangles, ] who rejoiced in the loquacity of a parrot or a Frenchman, was at that very moment talking nineteen" to the dozbn in the saloon, r oh the subject of Why man had never been gifted with a tail, and other startling theories, to the great edification of a few kindred souls who were sipping whisky and' lemonade ns they listened. Mibs Vavasour started back os if she bad been shot oV had received concussion of the bram r at-thq mot her view. Therbi ?'under 'the uinbrella, was her pretty, demure, little niece comfort ably, to all appearance; seated closo along side somebody else in masculine attire. Their very- chairs looked on intimate terras with eaiih other,-to which tho ging ham tent had been fixed by a strap " to keep the north'wind-off,” said one of the culprits next day: though, strange; to suy, the cap(ain r s dnd'other Tog bodkS' stated the wind to be be due south at the time tho gig aff-dr wins put up. Aunt two patients had evidently made a hearty meal, for nothing was to bo seen on the robust looking table but empty plates. Still, more to the - astonishment of the spectator; the inmates of- the im promptu tent looked perfectly happy— were actually laughing and chatting merrily together -as 'She peeped in. 1 The worthy Misa Vavasour looked and looked again, rubbing hoc eyes in doabt ns to being in her right senses-br - in a - dream; but no, there they were-—-the 'secret was out—the old, old story. She bad guessed it long ago, so she fancied as she joined in their laugh, and the maltf portion n! the camp sprang up and offered Tier his chair, audaciously then made' a rush for another, which he brd'ught • back in triumph, knowing that being" tall it would be' impossible to open bis case, and explain bis cause, if he were heads above the rest. -So having-- installed lAunt Dorothy in the most comfortable bamboo, he took his Seat beside her courageously. "Miss Temple bos promised to be mine, 1 some day" (sly dog, ho said some day to avoid the sudden shock of the mention of a parting, and' to make tho separation, as it were, a far off affair in the future), «aid the swain; "and youareon'my side, ereyon -notl - You know you premised To bo a friend tbrongh life, Miss > Vavasour,” bo added, coaxingly-strokirig Softly Aunt Dorothy's thin white hand- she had' rested on the arm of the chair. ' 1 “ Cupboard love,” she' said playfully, withdrawing her hand; v " cupboard love; my dear boy.” , "Ah, that just “I have not half thattkdd-yoh l 'f6r such «jolly lunch. Do you- 'know; I’- ' gobbled U P everything oxc'ephthe-Jeinons/' " "And the.broad,' and butter,”' put in Vera merrily. " And X nearly finished < the cham- P a gne, drinking to a reckless degree/’ said Herbert. ? >: ’. ! t "When I spoke of cupboard lovo I did sot allude to lunch, nor in - fact' to aoy thing about eating * dr’ drinking; but a subject of much' -more- importance,” said Mias Vavasour seriously." "However, time enough; time enough? Lot me think' *ell over it. This !a look'-befpro: you leap age—an ago of; the bond, hot of ' tho heart, "We have,'passed ? the rtge of chivalry and romance,; of disinterested marriages and lovc-siok maideop.” “Ob, no,.no,”.from'both sides/ . , Of lovo matches?” pnd Gretna Green weddings, Ah! ( those good pld, times. When a woman"Whs both/ loved and reverenced—and jdvdd tor hcrscl t alone/ “ Ah! how I wish wc’ times ‘gain," said the table, with a sigh. , •. 1 . “ Yes,” w an ngd pf steam V| S i’:- ' vj;•- -
and penon; and, a? a rule, gold out-, love ” (‘no, no>.up; don’t say that,’ •froira both .sides in the umbrella), ,“jo young .popple, don’t /ask;., mo,/ anything more till I have had time to consider tho fully.”' c '] . r J • -Ain'd sip the subject nearest their heart* wasj put , aside fotva tim?, ah A d qther itppici chosen, as they sat, pn, porfeptiy happy and contented, all . alone in thoir &ory>. for no onpi had. ventured on .deck .that hot nfternppp, indeed,, tho; d-ick ;jyas almost deserted!' .Where is bliss ’bis. folly, to bo wise; and it had never ,entered ?thpir heads that ,chpy were spending a plpasant afternoon under-false pretences, dr! in other woydp, by. the aid °f j the. .goods,.and chattels of other ; passengers. 1 / . ?oy ‘ had not Dr s Bangles wajked round the deck three times, tak ; flying look at his. pwp. property and Ife anterior, ip surprise. . “ ft is"So.unlike the usually sedate and quiet deportment of Miss Vavasour, and. . thc fihy anil timid disposition of the little girl. (Ho always called \1 isa Vavasour’s /rfieoo the However, its, no mine. I leave gossip to the womankind,” said the doctor, as he .look a hw6 squint,, tho tails of. his puggaree, flying about like the fans, of a windmill, and. catching tho sharp eyes of Miss , Vavosour. “ AhJ-there’s Dr. .Bapglps,” said .she, J*J®Pi n g up And confronting tho solid looking mxlico, and. remembering sud denly that he was the owner of. thoir grebh tent. . • . “ I am sure you must have been look ing, for your umbrella, doctor, ihough it is here as large as life. Hot my fault I assure you. These young people are to blame for running off with it. We will .take it down at once.” “ My dear madam, you’ll do nothing of the kind, I was admiring the look of coolness and contentment you appeared to have—quite an Agapemono,” said the doctor waggishly. Ah, yea; just tho idea, doctor—the abode of love—just the very thing. For • we are all in love. Miss Dorothy is in love with your big umbrella, and I am in love with Miss Dorothy,/ and Miss Temple is in love with everybody and everything, even to sea gulls and flying jfish. (> ls it not so Miss Temple?” said Mr. Annolaye, rather surprised at .his own impudence. - " Yes,” said Ver-*, ampsed at her lover’s eloquence. “ Doctor Bangles dp come; to our afternoon tea.. . I’ve coaxed some hob cakes out of the cook for bur feast; delicious tea cakes made from a splendid recipe of Aunt Dorothy’s.” a Thanks, my dear young lady; but I | promised to finish a very interesting : argument bn the question as' to whether ; frogs have souls..with! Mr. .Pepper,” said the doctor, as he took leave, ’touching his well puggareod hat, military fashion, for his head gear was too limp a con- I straction to allow of being taken off with a flourish. “ Aunty, dear, do you think I was very forward or bold to day,” said Vera I that night as she made a full confossioa of that clay's love affair. “ It was all so j sudden his telling me of his love. I ntfver . dreamed of it, bat then X don’t think we have ever been alone together for two minutes since wo met. Oh, how glad ho looked when I didn’t say ‘No. ” “You didn’t,” rfaid Miss Dorothy, in - surprise tip her 1 bead from under the clothes, whore she bad. hidden it from^tho glare of J the lamp. ' “ No, why should I? Aunty, I love loro him so.” Well, ray dear; you couldn’t be bold or forward if you tried; but, oh, the ab surdity of it. It took my brbath away to see' you both sitting together like Darby and Joan, shockingly matter of fact and unromahtic, though there Is nothing to be ashamed of in love—good' honest, genuine love; and he is rather a nico fellow. Bat get to bed, get to bed, child. Good night,” and Aunt Dorothy turned her face'from the light, shut her eyes/ and was soon asleep. But sleep was impossible to Vera,’ who first took a long look at herself in the glass, and questioned with herself if she really was beautiful; as ho had said she was, then she shook her head as if in doubt, and finally folding her bauds over’ her head, she thought for a long until (he lamp wont out suddenly, leav ing her in the dark to undress tho best way"she could. ! CHAPTER X. . ' ; * advice. “Almost all women will give a sympathising boating to men who are in love. Bo they' ever (so old they crow young again in that conversation, and renew thoir own early time.’’ ' TiIAOEBBAY. , The following ntorning w'as rather a momentous one for the lovers, for Miss I Vavasour bad promised before giving her . consent, to Have a good talk with Mr. , Aniielaye, and dtk him in plain language if he had a fortune, deserving the hand of her! niece, Miss Vera Temple. “ Aunty, darling, don’t* bo too severe,” said Vera, vidth almoat tears in her. eyes;. “ I Iby© him so; ; X hope' ho-is nof rich/ for he (might not have me.” “ All n of which’ istoolish talk, my 1 child, ”< said Aunt Dorothy, straightening her best cap which she had donned for tho interview, u by way of looking more dignified and charming,” said Vera, as she went on deck to wait patiently, if 1 it were possible, till the was over; which she rather dreaded the to be or not to be of tho momentous ques tion. . ? ? She could do nothing but pace ’the deck wearily, for they seemed so .long coming. , “ Ain’t you getting tired of the voyage, Miss Temple,” said Mrs Oarruthers, an American lady, who, r with her husband, was_ sitting on deck, and had, hiotioed Vera’s anxious and pale face ,as she passed them. “No; I like the soa,” said Vera blush- j ing. , , *‘Ah, but then you ain’t sea sick. You are like my husband. ’ Tho Ournol is a ra)e brute with his appetite, ’when ,1 am most prostrate, and j declare he is getting that enormous, you know you are (looking at him), I shall have to get corsets for you next;” said the lanfciolody. “All, rigHfr, r ray dear; only let them be. spiobnbilUj,” /said- the hnrly s burly Colonel,' laughing and looking at Vera. ‘‘Don’t you ever get married, Miss Temple. Matrimony is a gigantic fraud,” said hie. . ' “Now, ain't that rude? But I reckon wo .shall Soon te ; ‘ nearing the other side o! the ! pond; and they say folks on board generally get tired bf : each other. Em man - uoi/'db you remember our voyage from Santiago; and that bid Mrs. Fuzzbob, wb used tp caU her, /because (to Vera) she .always used tblVavo Her s false; curls fixed; fqf her bonnet which/; / to, see hanging tip,,, TuTW cabin, /ihitf used !tpEako/a knudklobp'no of ; mu(- tbn bjit of her pdokeb 'and- look, at it tinder ;thb moon and .kiss?. X (fch6;/bono), becjiuse 1 it wijs. the She and her husband had; oat pa together; ahd whata rpw. VtHbWj. was;., .on hoajrd.
when young Spicer-; told her it wasn’t j: inubtoii bone; at-all. Oh, my! shall l ever ’ forgot it. ; What quoeir .folks wo. haveJ ' metJxh our lives to be surov ') 3p|p . you know the Ournel’s remedy of sea aiokuees, Temple ?” ' „” . ' . ! - | J ' JV ' I : '“lNo^.’BM& : M!6'Tdm’i)iei,'V' ' ' i ; . “ Wall, ii’s.ft glass ofaeawater stirred up with a red herring.” ? “ Or a fat pidooof pork polled up and down your throat; a per£<jcb; : ou<?^ M l'said the ColonoL “rihofffora squash. Do you like squashes or coc.ktafls,’ Miss Temple? I’ll bring- you a squash, its .first rate.”, .: : J : ' .• Vera declined .and proceeded on her walk. She had hot long to ivait, for soon after Herbert Annelay o came bounding up the stops and joined her. .... “ 16 is all right* ,my darlings ; Mies Vavasour is a brick, I always thought so. I will i tell you all. in tKe music rOO’m. I cannot talk here... Th-it dread ful old blue-nosed Yankee, is wn tohing us, andshe is auch a lallcer ifc w : Jl,be all over:the ship. Wo- must invent some ,little plan to elude the Argus eyes of some of the gossips, lam unit ashamed, but I don’t like you to Do watched, darling.” .“.Whore ia- aunty ?” said, Vora ner vously, looking proudly at l*or lover, but itliinking of her aunt. , “ She has gone to hor tooth, darling. Don’t go yet, or if you uiust, copio to the music room after, t will waft. for you , there. I shall go and put Mrs. Yankoedoodlo off the scent. Don’t be long, my own true love; my own true love,” Herbert Anholaye hod not been a. very popular or sociable passenger during the voyage—too reserved from the first. He made very few friends, having refused all overtures and offers to join in the amuse ments on deck and, in (he-saloon. - - The captain bad been one of the favored few with! whom Annelnye had been intimate, and they both had one hobby .in common —the love of music, of which Annelayc never tired, -and being a thorough musician, many an hoar had lie beguiled at the piano in a small room near the captain’s cabin. “ Belonging to the cap tain,” said the passengers, speaking of the room, and the skipper, rather encouraged than, contradictedjthis supposition, object ing, with bis love for good music, to have scales and exorcises, polkas and qua drilles, .strummed just clqse to his cars when perhaps ho had turned in for his quantum of rest. This quiet room the lovers, with Miss- Vavasour, had ; appro priated for th*-ir, own private use and benefit, with the full approbation of the captdin, who was lot into his friend’s secret, and here would they spend many hours (having dressed . early) night after night, sometimes chaperoned by Miss Vavasour, though, as a rule, she rather objected to dressing two hours before the evening meal; so they generally had the’ room to-themselves and: away from the’’ passenger-world’s gaze; and hero some times Miss-Dorothy would join them in the twilight and sit quietly and listen to Mozart and Mendelsohn, well executed to her heart’s content, for she wus also a lojef of music like her niece. 3hat eve-: nmg Vera had found her aunt after that, .much dreaded interview, looking sad and traces.of tears on the kind face Vera tried her best to cheer the kind soul. “ Oh, Vera, my own little one, must I give you; up already. - ,We have -been all in all to one, another,” 'said Aunt Dorothy, bolding Vera to. her heart “No, aunty; we,must never part. We will dome and; live with you dearest, or you must come and Jive; with us, which ever will bo the nicest for you. Herbert will duly bo too glad. Ho is so fond of you. I used to get quite jealous.” i “Ah! no-love; Xi like-to see .young couples start in i life in a home of their own,; with only tbemaolves and their loves to think of. But you are so young, Vera—a mere child; and yet .with all my firm persuasion, begging, and at la-it coaxing and pleading, Mr. Annelayo would not consent to wait a year, unless you particularly wished it ho said. He was very firm about it. I think,, my love,: he has great decision of character. Some would call it obstinacy, but I like a man to hata on opinion of his own. He has told me everything except one little secret^'which I was not curious about, after \ ho told me it was only con-* corning himself and nothing to do with any one. Ho has promised to toll you ‘some |doy, when you wish it. Ho will be very well off, being an only son. In the meantime he has his mother’s money '.(she died when ho was born, poor fellow), which; he has promised to settle entirely on you, and the rest ho will investin some safe speculation. I don’t think I shall go into lunch, deary. I have ( a little headache, v If Mathers would bring mo a good cup of tea it would put me quite right.; . - | CHAPTER XI. j DESCRIPTION. “But all descriptions garble'the true' effect; and,! jo I bo had bettor not bb 7 too minute. An otitlino is tho best ; a lively reader’s fancy does the rest.” v : T , , Don Juan. A tjrip to the other end, of the world is an event of such common occurrence in this wealthy, and enterprising ego, and so mubh Ima been written on tlxo subject, that I have not spud my atory out with wearisome account of the voyage of the Kashmir, oihersviso I might have add'd a volume in description of our friend’s peregrinations en route, . How the passengers looked,out almost before day dawn of their cabin . windows or port holes (to be properly nautical), for the hpes in passing, the Gib, ini to the 1 bluo, ( calm Mediterranean, which was neither blue'nor calm—a gale raging in full force, inclusive of 'black skies, rough. seas, qnd passengors.in a state of if not worse, statu 'quo in their, berths—very ill and, very disappointed, with their beou ideal and poetical imagination of Byron’s blue Mediterranean with its. sunny skies; rush, oh toMalta with its formal battlements and thriving lace. and jewellery emporiums; or Port Said whore they passed an hour one night under the glare of gas in its dissipated. looking streets, prowded with an omnium gatherum of many nations and nationalities; sterried by the rattling of the dice and roulette tables, listening for a mouient tp the Gorman, concerts of feminine .performers, all . amusompnls being open to the street; through the un interesting Suez Canal to Suez and the Red Sea; to Porim, with itagravoyard of wrecks, monuments b£ fraud or bad.navi gation; on to Aden '‘where many a passenger blessed fate in passing, that lie had not booh destined’for ,a .rosidonoo at this unihtoreatibgport,and then to warmer climes; and finally “ to the other end of the world,”' ‘ as > T facetious j, passenger ' termed Australia.,, ” : . / Time files too qaiokjy when people;,ore ! hoppy; and if ,thoJ alter pur.fc of, .the - voyage , was: lossexciting.and-amusing ' to Y .o.aiHriends, >it. was. -very ( mupH, ; moro enjoyable under their / own peculiar oir< bumstanecs. There hos never been a voyage, pleasant or unpleasant, hut that, some of the travollors havo boen glad te , to the end of. it, however much they
may wish themselves back- on board shit. | again after a time on shore, for th°ro are always malcontents ini every phase of life wlttraaffoc ? from a chronic state of dis : satisfaction—finding fault with every | thing and .picking everybody to places simply because having paid , their money :shsy) jconsider themselves (privileged to grumble to their heart’s content, and revel in’ their supposed . grievances. There was no exception oh the Kash mir. *.‘So glad we shall soon be there,” said' Mr. Molyneux Smith, with a doleful drawl; ' “ The ‘ worst of these P., and 0., trips, - one has to rub shoulders with such people—such a vulgar/10t... 'lt is* abojminable. The fares-have ! beeu' so re-. duocd a sweep can take a trip.' Just jpok at that awful woman iu green, and follows run after her. Mrs. Lavorton is herjnamp, a widow.” (The said Mrs Layerton, a jolly,little woman was wont' to. tip,back her deck chair, go off at a tangent fashion with laughter and jokes about “ that escaped undertaker with the hose,” ns sho termed Mr. M. Smith, when he appeared in sight.) •*< I fancied we were very fortunate in the passengers,” said Vera. *oo you. think so. Well, you see, I’m very fastidious, can’t bo too particular. I cannot tolerate any bub well, bred people. Vulgar people make me ill, in fact, quite upset me.” Mr, Molyneux Smith’s father hnd.vk.ep* a small public house some miles out of Dubliu. Some of the family emigrating the daughter was fortunate in catching Sir Peter Lager, a knight of high office, iu Qoldsbrough, Molyneux and his.brothers doing the best they could for themselves in the early lucky times. Being a thorough snob ho was disliked by the men, indeed under a cloud for years for being the subject of a disreputable soan'dal, but bad been fished out of the slough'of contempt by bis marriage' with an estimable woman high up in the sphere of respect and popularity. ' It is this class of second rate persons who are the malcontents and specimens of affected vulgarity. Nothing was good enough for him on board, and he was all but sent to Coventry for his rude manner. Miss Vavasour . and her niece were among the very.fow Mr. Smith was civil to. (to be continued.)