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Chapter NumberXXXIV
Chapter TitleLETTERS.
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Full Date1892-04-30
Page Number1
Word Count1088
Last Corrected0000-00-00
Newspaper TitleThe Bendigo Independent (Vic. : 1891 - 1918)
Trove TitleThe Devil's Own. An Australian Story
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To write well Is at once to think well—to feel rightly; and to render properly, it is to have at the same time mind, soul, taste. BUFFON.

“ lb never rains but it poure, and at a time when wo least want it,” said Miss Vavasour, entering tho breakfast room and taking in at a glance the unusually largo pile of letters on-the breakfast table that morning. “ I expect they are mostly begging letters or advertisements,” the o’d lady continued, sorbing tho pyramid and hand ing some to her neio-. “ Here’s Mibel’s invitation, silly creature! Why did sho was'e her r-x pensively fashionable paper on mo, when we nil said we would go to her dinner— here's one from Augusta Delaval, I wonder what sho wants, some thing I am very sure, for letter wri ing is a penanco she told me, and she has to study ,the dictionary the whole lime. I wonder how she minaged such a (for her) long note. Listen —” “ Goldenleigh Court, Goldeoleigh, Sunday. Dearest Do'ty,— Was tho Sasaunah Skate th it lived with you the Susannah Skate that lived with the Pickford Maulcverers, or where was she before sho t .ok your place ? Like a dear old Djttie, excuse my bothering you. Aunt Bob is quite awfully dis tracted at loft in tho lorch by her last cook. Koziah (awful word to spoil without Webster), and goodness knows when we shall see a decent dinner again hen*. Yours till death, Augusta De Vere Victoria Beaool or Delavab P.S.—Squiffy Bob’s pug had two such splendid little pups last week. V\ o are going to call <he prettiest Alexandra Leonore Eugene Grosvemr, the christen ing is to come off) D.V., on Sunday. Squiffy is to wear the darlingest white coat with silver bells upon tho occasion. “ N.B, —Is it r t ally true that that pretty little nio'e of yours is .about to enter the world of bmd-.igo with that counter-jumping lo king baronet. I should forbid the banns if I were you. Do you know he is aided ‘The Devil’s Own/ what for, do tell in- 1 . I rather like the nairfe myself, original and toll ing.” “ As if there could bo two Susannah Skates in the world,” smd Miss Vava sour pettishly, nfior a pause, during which sho had carefully read to herself in slonce tho N.B. part of her friend’s erratic lotte-. “ If Augusta Delaval hud paiil atten tion to her spelli g book instead of tin; konne), it would bi belter for her. Pupi ! well, if any advantage could have b-;on gained by it, Lady Augusta would hive boon lodged in a lumti; asylum lo>g ago,” continued tho old lady, tossing tho note aside in disgust and opening another, wh : ch seemed equally unsatisfactory. “ I only hope, my dear, your corres pondents have lr on blessed with more 1 bruins. I wonder sli* didn’t say sho was going to aak the Queen to stand god mother to »he pug», and pugs too. What is the wo Id coming to?” “ I have also had a i extraordinary letter Aunt Dot,” said her niece gravely. “ I will read it out whilst you have some breakfast dear.” Mrs. Herbert Annoylaye, Brook Si reel, Groivnnor Square. Madam, — We beg to apologise to trouble you, but from information wo have just re ceived, there is every reason to believe that your late husband, Mr. Herbert Anneylayo, was not as ho represented himself, but the son of our late much n spooled client, Sir Launcelot Arrnytige, of Marley, Towers and other pi ices in counties of Kent and Devonshire. Wo should esteem it a favor if you would kindly afford us any assistance in your power to elucidate tho mystery and further tho ends of justice to our late client. Any letters or Information on the sub ject of the so called Mr. Herbert Annoy layo will oblige. Dear Madam, Yours obediently, John Williams. Williams and Oo., Solicitors, High Street, * Wunohestor, Kent.” “Aunt Dot? can it all mean; poor Herbert, would never have gnio under a false name, I will not boliovo it,” said Vera tearfully, j “Perhaps ho didn’t go under a false j name except in the pronunceation,” said ! Miss Vavasour,sententiously/'aml who can dictate about names, do nob they changO' ; veiy often with the fashion, look at BelvoiiTand Levbson and above all Trafal gar; I should 'like to ask an old tar if ho 'remembers the battle of TroflWaar—how h ) would laugh atm rt , and think m > a born idio for daring to niter such a grand old household word, enough to bring Ntlion from his grave to be in the fashion of an imbecile set in sociniy, who ought to know better than such insane teohracalifh'H and misnomens, tho’ I must say Herbert Annoylaye looks uncommonly lilco Herb ert Annyiago, I thought so long ago when I saw him sign tho register poor follow in tho little Albury church. Ho might have had a motive for doing so. I thought •so at (lie time but pub it down lo a young ,man wishing to make raon»y in a distant land unknown to his friends at home, for pridea' 'siike,tliQt was my idea child, noth ing would over make mo tiling poor Herbert Anneylayo changed his name for a bad purpose. Or questionable reason no, no don’t cry, all will soon bo cleared up arid! think myself, those law

yera would not write thus without very strong reasons for so doing. You are rich in letters to-day who is the other from, surely not from more lawyers, the' blue envelope looks very office like does is not?” “Xt is a still more extraordinary letter, read it yourself,” said Vera band ing up a largo blue letter to her Aunt who reads as follows,” Slop Line. Mrs. Anneyluye, Brooke Street. Groavonor Square. Madam, — Having certain docuamon‘8 and valuable papers in my possession containing proofs that the late Me; Herbert Anneylaye, was heir to a title and estate-', I shall'be' happy to deliver up- the said papers to you upon the payment of two thousand pounds, cash being paid into my , hands. I make this offer in strict confidence any betrayal of which will eventuate in the destruction of the said proofs, rather than thfir being handed over to yoj. I remain Madame Yours obediently, - Josnps Skinner.” (TO BKOONTKJOBD.)