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Chapter NumberXX.-(Continued.)
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Full Date1892-02-20
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Newspaper TitleQueanbeyan Age (NSW : 1867 - 1904)
Trove TitleFor Cora's Sake
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FOR CORA'S SAKE. OCAPTura X.:-(Cottinued.) 'What are you about here, Clarence ? What are you going to do? ' Take my seat in the cririagef of course, sir, ' answered tshe ,young man~it th a surprised look. ' You are goinig to do nothing of the sort. I don't chose to have the horses overtasked. in this manner.. I myself ;with -Fabian} and my coachman, to'say nothig of Mrs' Rock harrt, are weight enough for one pair of horii, and you can't come in here.' ';Where's Sylvan ?' . '.0n the box seat beside the driver. ' Really,'.demanded.the ýron?King, in a sarch~tic tone.; 'How many more .o you desiiie,to be drawn by oneitpair.of horses Tell. Bylvan to come down off that.' ' Buit, sir, there is nob a single conveyance of aiy description : at .the, station, urged Clarence. ", - i S'Ilideed. And pray what do you call your own two pairs of sturdy legs, are they not'"s'tong enough:to convey eyou from, here. to North End, where you can, get the hotel ".hack 'but as' you' have'come, you' must-'walk back." Has Sylvan got off his perch yet?. :Ah, yes; 1 see. Well, tell the coachlihnr to. Idrive.:f rst to the North End Hotel. ~A?nddu? you., two long-legged calves . walk after "it. If the back should be still out when we get there,. you -can' stay at the hotel until, it cotnli / in:. Onathe way home Mr. Clarence iiiquir'd' 'of hit nephew when he expected to receive, his commission and where he expedted -to o' H7o can I tell you. I must wait for, a vacancy, I suppose, and then be sent toi:the Devil:s Iy Peak or Fort Jumping Off Place or some. such other pleasant postlof duty on the. onfines of terra incognita. B'ut the farther off, the stranger and the savager it is, , the b1etter I shall like it for nmy, own `sake, Sbut itwill be rough oni Clt)ra,'said the youth. S. .[it you dob not dieeam. "f takiiig . Cora' out "tiere ? exclaihued Clarehoe, in pained S but I do: She. : insists on going where I :lgo.' S'ie is bent. onpsbeing a volun., tary, :,iunsalaried" inissioiiaryc .and 'school the: Indians just because I?ile died a iartyred minister and teacher'hi6ong them.' ' Shq is liad I' exolaimied Mr: .Cliiic. '": ' . Shalias had enough to make her mad, but she '.'is sane enough on this subject, I can S:tell yot,' Uncle Clarence., She is tl1ir"mbst; level-lierided young' woman that I'know, and the planri.f life that she his lailM ou t for heri se sslf: is .the 'b?st course she could" possibly S pursue~tundrter lihe circuinstances.. She is' very miserable hiere.: This plan ;ill give. her themost coinplertechange of scenein ' -the mobst. interesting occupation.:?. 'vwill. cure. her of her melancholy and absorption in her' roubled past, anid when she shall be" cured she inml' y return' to her friehiind herbe or ; .l; m- i v nmeet with sonme fine fellow out there who imay nmake lier. forget the dead and leve oIl' her weeds.- That is what',I. S"hpe f£4, 'Uncle Clateiee.-....',' A nd' ifor the ros. :f their?,alk theyy, trudgeid on in sileticei or with.;butfew words passedl etween thorn.. :.: 'liiti eevensing , .i?he ?'Sylvan and Cora' found themselves together for a Rlockkkold I~use, tlie youth said ; ' Coriai Rothsay, the: sooner I-: get my: ode.. lrs itid you and I ':deptirtfor Scalping, Creek`or Perdition Peak, or whereverI amt to be shovelled off- to, the better, rmy'dear.'. ' Wil,. t do you think of it il noir, Sylvati? * she inquired, " ' 1' thlitk, Co?r, that while we do stay here - 'it ltriie Ch?ristian?ichaity' to be, ve?ry will a,,hiire herr anyI more, I think. : :ii" , inquired Cora, in, surprise. Oh ; oi dri'dt see her face.;,She .had her inask veil, db you call'it:?--abown,j so iou :couldn' But, oh, my conscience:!: how she:is chianged in these last six weeks:,; 1She is. not abioomning rose any more. • She is a '. snubbed trainpleil oti,: crushed, and wilted Early "the next" morning,' after a hasty breakfast, Mr. Rockhari'entered`' his cari' :age to ,?ivie to the ?wdorks:. :.Young, Mrs. 'Rockhar~t, under the plea of fatigue from.. Aeir long(journey, retired to herown room. Coia said to her brother :: " Sylvin, I wish you would order the little carriagoiand take nme, to the Banks; to ,see' Violet.'.' In about tifteen minutes the two were Sseated .i theo little open landau, that had been of the late Mrs. Itockharrt to her' granddaughter, and one that the, latter alwtays used when driving out in tlihd country ground Rockhold during the summer. They .rove on through the woods for about ·firee miles, when they came to a point where another road wound' up the mountatin side, tlhrough heavy woods, aind r~ o t.brlought tlm to a beautiful plateau, oni Swhich stood the hIndsotne house of [Mr.' .. Fahiant ~ockharrt, in the midst of its grdv.s, flower gfrdens, arbors, orchards and con

It wits a double, two-storied house, of brown stoie, with a fiine green background of woodeld mountain, and a front,view of the river bel'ow the mountains 'beyond.: There were bay. windows at each end and piazzas along thew?,hole front. I s'the carriage drew up before the door, Yilet. was discovered walking up and down the front porch. She looked very fragile, but v'ery pretty with her slight graceful hufirn in a' morning dress of white muslin, with blue i'rbbons at her throat and in her pale gold hair. She camne down to meet her visitors. S ;Oh, 'I am so glad you have come, Cora and'Syldiin.l' she said, throwing her arms around the young lady and kissing hr " heartily, and -then giving her hand and oP" r ing her cheek for a greeting from the -yo'ng man..oung SI' featyou must be lonely hliee, Violet,' said Cor.-. - SAiwfully lonesomeio after ,'iabian has gone ' wayin the morning, ' Co,. It would be such a charity in you tr, come and stay with mte fouria while. Cotnra in now and we will talk obout it,' said;the little lady, as she led the w~ay badk to thithouse. ' Sylvan,' she continued, as they paused fer a moment on the porch, 'Send your L + •

coachiman around *to tie stable to put up your carriage. You and Cora will spend the day with me at the very least.' 'Just as.Core pleases; ask her,' said the young man, with a glance toward his sister. 'Yes,' she answered. 'You are a love !' exclaimed Violet as she led the way into the hall and thence:into a plaesant morning rooni. Cora laid off her bonnet and sank into an easy chair by the front, window. '*Nov,ias soon as yon are well rested, IT 'wish to show you both over the house and grounds. Such a charming house, Co(ia. Such beautiful grounds, Sylvan,' exclaimi-d "the:proudlittle mistress - ,.The brother dii? s'sier spent..very pleas ant day at Violet Banks, and when in the evening they would have taken leave, the young' wife pleaded with them to stay all night. In the midst of this discussion Mr. Fabian. ockharf6:i cii?:hom6enfsim ?brthWEiia8 ; ý As .li ent'ed thie'parl9iir.he lital his bWood Violet attt^ her petition ." e gr eeted them all, kissed his wife, kissed Corea, and shook hands with Sylvan. `o.??Tw, let rie settle this iiatter ' he said, good hsumouredly, as ie threv'himself into a large arm chair. 'First tell me, Core, what is the - obstacle to your spending the nighht with us?7 Only. that .I dicdsot.announce, even this visit to the family at Rockhold:"'. ? Do you owe any special obligation to do .-.' It is not ·a ques ion of obligation, but of courtesy. I'h6d o4tainly be remniss ?in politeness to leareta h l Iu fo a. two days'

visit without giving any notice of my iiitP .n: tion,' she answered. ' Oh, I see. Well, T can fix all that ~l; u wiill:holltremain to dinner., Afterd": r iou 1 will not be too la nte four Sylva'ti ;to..'tke nr . sure-footed cob and ride back to, Rocklio and explain to the .family., that' Cor C i is to remain here overnikijt, 'and that myself take her homne to-mo rýw evening if she should wish to go. ... - 'What'do you say, Coiri ?s niiuire!l the young man. 'Iaccept Uncle Fa 'H uiat's ofLer aiud vwill remain here for thpe .p?r i't;I. t I young ia(ly. 'Like the iensib' 6'.: .ý; : exclaimerl Mr. woman that you are,'t Hialfnn hon !i'ter the fodur stc dowtt to dinner in or e of i'the prettiest libttle dlting The . t ever, wits seen. T .i Sylvan returnied to Rockhol It l e- three h e.lft behind?sat on tlihe frnt porch tlli a,'lelhourG j ,. . But the ne xt morning they mneb at' ai'eirly breakfast, fo r ?l.,Fahbian hid to o to lh'oe: works. :.i' llttl)?; Cora rem ained with Violet, who tbok her into a more interioc corfidence, and exilibiitid with equal pride and delight, sundry 4'taint3y little garr xienits of line cambric and linen rilchly tril nmed with lace or embroidery,- all the work of her own lingeis. i 'They tell me, Corn, that I could buy all these tih sings as cheap and as good ,Iscan. make thiem. But I do take so muclf" pleasut . in making them with my, own. hands ' Cot . iUsed her tenderly for-all reply.

Then the little lady began to ask questions about her new stepm.Ither. 'You know, Corn, that I could not ask you while Sylvan was with usI. cJItjvas such. a strange marriage, with such a disparity of years. I saw her once, 'by chance. She looked a perfect Hebe.' Corn smiled. Then Violet wanted t' know Whiat Corae thought of the marriage. Cora said she thoughb it concerned only the parties in question;,and only time could tell how it would turn out: In the evening Fabian came home and. stopped this ionfidential talk i '-..He-entreated Corn to remminr for the-night but:;she refused. , Soon after dinner Mr. Fiabian ordered the landau to be at the door. He drove Cura doin the wooded.hill to the.roadibblow. -' 'It is not altogether for pleasure that I pressed you to stay till to-night, . Col'a, although'.ydur presence gav?i -great pleasure to my,wife and self. I wished to hive a ,private talk ,ith you'. .Core, you ought not to stay at .Rockhold., :You shoild come to us,' said Mr. Fabian, as they bowled along the wooded road .between Ithe hills andi th'e banks of ther.iver. ':Why .? inquired the lady. He did not answer at once, ibui, drove. slowly on as if to gain time for thought- iAt length, however, he said.: . . i ' I think that a home withl;'Vole6 and my self at the Banks ?,il be{ much more congenial to you than one w ith yourigiand father and his. new wife at Rockhold. 'But, my" `dear tUncle , Fabian, under. present circumstances my grandfather is my

natural protector and Rookholddmy proper home until my brother has one to offer me.'Y :, Cora,' you:'~ ne nob 'fi;lk % itli me. 'I know how. you feel''abou `'"staying at R·ookhold, andi ailso why you feel as you do; thbighi I do not see by what agency or in tui tion you could have gained the knowledge ,y.du nee~m to'posseisa ' av : i '-.Unclo Fabian,'V-IT 'hav e o'ý positive knowledge of any cause why I should shrink from 'continuing in.tmye natural home. I hat;ve only suspicions, Which perhaps' you could,cleat up or coilrtn', if you would he, ftrank with moe. He driove .on slowly ,in silence without answering lier. She continued : 'I·1I wvrote to you were int Europe ,informing you, tliiat Mrs. Stillwatetr liad been invited by my graiidfather'tb come to Itoick. hold to remain as long as should be convenient I to liorself:' lYou never ireplied to iny letteri.' I n.voe ago t'sh'eli a letater, Corn. It mtnhI .have been lost.among others that miscarried among6 lth'Cot;' li6hital mails wlhen they we're folloiing ,mi froth oie office to another; ui3t,ivem if I: liad teceivedl such a letter, it could hav?a made nd diflfrence. I could ibt have prevented. Mrs. Stillwator's visit, nor :the event thrt, resulted' frbin the visit.' i. !Shouldl you ha'a pre vite:d tditl visit or tlhe'mnarriage that followed if 'i' :c6uld have d(one so?' - 'Most certainly I should.' 'For the sainm reason that yoi wbuld have donde s o-b?ecause of i'tst total .unfitness, But, Corn, my dear, I repeat that 'ou :`hve not been' frank with med You are hiding something from me.'

'And I repeat, Uncle Fabian, that'I hav e no positive knowledge of any -' 'Yes; so you said before, ' he exclaimed, interrupting her. You have no positive knowledge, but you have ,very ? strorig suspicions founded upon very solid grounds L Now, what are these grounds, my dear. >s am your uncle. You should give me your confidence.' If Mr. Fabian had not put the matter in this way, and if they had not been driving along the dark and overshadowed road wher o the meeting, branches of the trees abo e, iirlmost hid-the light of th'estars, so''thatoily, one or two occasionally gleamed through the. foliage, Cora would have never been able tto ieply to&lheruncle as she did.: ". '-Uncle Fabian, do you rem'-mhnr a certain warm night in Spter~tim some five yearI ago when.we xostopped at the Wirt House in 'On' our *ay home fromra snaida yes, do.' ' My room was closead that night and I could not sleep. A little after midnight I got up and put on my dressing gown, and went into the: adjoinincg room, which; was our private parlour. I sat down in a cool corner in the shade of the curtains: and in the draught of the window.: :I fell asleep, but was soon .'awakened ,by thil sound Toffa daoor openingi f vas t bolut td~ballr`out4 whoenI'rerognised your voice. , The room waspitch dark. ?'I could not see anything`; then I heard the seconid.voice -Mrs. StillwatOr's.' Cora,.wait for the effect of her. words. Mr.,Fabian drove orn slowly in silence.

i sat theire quite still, too much surprised to, speakf or mor e:.Ye ' ..And 'so you' overheard ~tliat i terview,', said Mi. Fabiani, with a dash of anger in his usiialljypleasant"voided. . ' I could not escape. I was amazed, spell bound, too :confused to know whatto do.' ' I g~athered from your words that youan she were eibher secretly married, or secretly engaged to' be married.' "'Thiit, was'your opinion I' '" 'Whoit other opinion could I form 4'You were piroviding her withl' a eliouse anrid iin' income. She was speaking of herself 'as, a, daughter-in-law sure to be acceptable to your father and mother.' * You were wrong, Cora;: I was;never. nlgaged to Mrs. Stiliwator.' 'Then she subsequently refused you. I hiiarl fifom her own lips that you proposed to her iald she 'refused ybu.'. Fabian -shook with laughter.. When he recovored he asked:: .,,'Aid you.believed her : ' d: Id nri k6wiv I waVsin a maze. The womat ains aeontradictary aniid iconsistont, rnd"sidiemed' to live anid move in a ,web. of decjpteion woven by herself,':said Cora; as if ti'ed oftho subject. 'And, 'after, all, she is a very' shallow creature and incapable of great harm. 'Her only art is subtle flattery. You see she has 'Ihuti6tired -the old man with no deeper design than to gain a'luxurionus.home and an auiiple dower. She has gained nothing but a prison, a gaoler, and penal servitude. Yet I do not wish you to. remain in -the same house with her;'

S' Why, Uncle Fabian ! you were the very first- tovuintrodicin °her ,! tvtws ydu who was charged with the duty of finding a nursery go'irnhess' for 'me; and you selected Rose Flowers from ta hist tf applhcants.'. 'I kniow I did, my des. -She seemed to me a lovely,' amiable, attractive girl of seven tiien, not very well educated, yet -quite old enough anid learned enough to undertake the duties of governess to a li:tle l ady of seven summers. She did her duty, and made .herself beloved by:you all, did, she not ?' . ' Yes, indeed.'. ' 'And so, she always has dlone and .always ill" do.:Ail ynd ?et; y dei' ?you must?i'not ?ivrein the.s rme I,ouse with -l:her i.owt even if you dlil live yearsi togetl?her whien h?e was yourr govierness. Areyou linti yenniore prejulicel again,' Trs. Rockharrt t?ian I am i' h I.. no, my deLr; I have no ill-will againstithe woman,,-thou I;ill` notletilmy nieceiive~withl her; or pmy wtteisit her I wish, Uncle Fabian, that you woulcl be' more expjlioit aidh?? tolliRneall you knn iiof, Rose Flowers-or Mrs. Stillwater-before she became Mrs. Rockharrt. 'Have you told mdrill you know of her, Cora, my dear ?'. 'I have said severial times that I. knov nothing, .and:yet-stop , ,: .' i What :' 'Ini dditiorn ,to that. strange -interview that:I. osrh'earid yet did inot 'understand, there was something else ,I sati, buit equally did not understand.. ' Whatwas that I (Tobie aontinmed in ournext.)