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THE RURAL WEW-YORKER. 
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—take euro or yourself, Madam Pauline. No, you 
need not turn your great eyes on me with that pa¬ 
thetic look—don’t you think t hat, I have eyes as 
well as other people ? Yes, mamma, is ltyou?’> 
In answer to a tap at the door. 
** 1 am come Indoors, dear.” 
“ Yes, mamma, m follow In a moment. Where 
Is my Biblo?” said Elsie, looking about her. 
“ So,” kissing her cousin, “ farewell for the pres¬ 
ent; and, Pauline,” In her ear, “ there Is an ohl 
song that runs— 
Look well to tliyKoii, and t:ike care of thyself. 
For there 'm nobody care* lor thee. 
For ‘ nobody' read ‘ Homebody,' my dear.” 
Tuesday dawned, Tuesday broke Into a gra¬ 
cious, glorious summer noontide, Tuesday drew 
towards night. 
fn the little room, with flushed cheeks and 
shining eyes, Pauline Is braiding her brown hair ; 
In t he vast untidy wilderness below, Elsie stealth¬ 
ily crimps her golden locks. Tom, In t he white 
attic above them ail, resolves with Infinite satis¬ 
faction on t he absolute necessity of a second 
shave. He slugs as he Is dressing: Ills heart Is 
light, for his cousin has been more than usually 
gentle with him all day. Not a word has passed 
among all three as as to any expected arrival. 
They have all assisted at the decorations, vis¬ 
ited the barn, and inspected the supper-table. 
Now they have retired to make their toilets, for 
the lanterns are being lit, and It is long since the 
first, guests made their appearance. 
“ They’re come 1” Old Davie was nodding Ids 
head In at the drawing-room door, his breath 
short with excitement. They’re come ! The men 
are come 1” 
“ Which men, Davie ?” 
“ The men—the men from the yacht.” (He pro¬ 
nounced the work exactly as It Is written.) “ Will 
I put them In the barn with the rest, or take them 
In my room 7” 
“ Which shall he do 7 Pauline, say." Lady 
Calvcrley was apt to depend upon her niece. 
“ Is it not time for all of us to go r That would 
make It. right, either way,” suggested Pauline, 
“ Eh ! which does her leddyshtp say ?” cried the 
old man, who was deaf and troubled with many 
cares. “ They are waiting down by a’ this time,” 
“Ask thorn to go In,” replied his mistress, with 
dignity. “ We are coining now ourselves, Davie.” 
“ Ye mun wait- till the folks are in. The car¬ 
pel’s no doun yet. Eh, my leddy, ye mun wait,,” 
for she was advancing. “ There’s a carpet for t he 
halll length o’ t.he road, an’ whae’s It for but yer- 
sel, an’ the doctor v” 
“ Wo did not, need a carpet, surely. It, is Quite 
dry to-n l glit,.” 
“Ye man hae ycr carpet,” resolutely rejoined 
Davie. “ It’s nae consistent that ye should be 
walkin’ wl’oot a carpet this time o’ the night.” 
“ So much trouble,” murmured she, giving way, 
however. 
“ Let them tak the trouble. Oo, ye may laucli,” 
muttered the old mau, olfended at, the merriment 
he saw on every side; “ but when there’s nae- 
body but mo, and a’ the folkR to seo to, an’ this 
an’ that, lt’swccl tLiero’s some — a.v, — ay-” 
mumbling all the way he went, as he trotted down 
the passage. 
“ Noblesse obliyv, Aunt Ella," said Tom, gaily. 
“ And he has not been long at any rate,” added 
the doctor, as Davie, returning, Hung open the 
door with an air of Ignoring the previous conten¬ 
tion, and announced magnificently, “ The people 
are waitin’ your pleasure, my leddy.” 
Forth they sallied: Lady Culverly in her com¬ 
fortable black velvet, with an eye to tUc draughts, 
and the 'airy nature or tho ball-room; Pauline 
and Elsie In their white frocks and woolen wrap¬ 
pers; Dr. Macleay and young La Sarto In their 
chilly, cold-giving evening suits, which they hud 
not been allowed to evade., even for once. 
“Be us you always are; a is best." Tom’s 
aunt, had replied In answer to his pltlous appeal; 
and the doctor, with Uls usual good-humored 
“ Well, well,” had given In at once. Tom must 
perforce give In likewise. 
“ Now, Elsie ! " He claimed the right to stand 
up with Ills cousin. 
“ You know 1 promised to dance the first with 
Mr. Blundell.” 
“ Blundell 1 ” as If It were quite a new Idea, 
* Be is not coming, depend upon It. lie never 
meant to come ; it was all smoke about Uls being 
back In time. Twenty to one he sends for the 
Juanita to Oban. Come.” 
She hesitated. , 
“ You need not wait for Mm! ” cried Tom, con- ( 
temptuously; “ you must begin, the people are ; 
all looking at us. If he comes, there Is Pau- I 
line.” 
She suffered herself to be: persuaded—she could i 
not help It. j 
Then began the scene forecast by Dr. Macleay, ; 
The shouting, the stamping, life digging of heels s 
Into the rafters; the full llow or a Highland reel . 
was at Its hlght, though the dancing lmd not yet < 
assumed the daring, Joyous, out-and-out charac¬ 
ter which would follow later In the evening, £ 
when there was a movement of curiosity' at the 
lower end of the ball-room, and a tall stranger t 
walked quietly up one side to the corner where i 
the hostess and her party were assembled. t 
“You did not wait for me," said a voice In t 
Elsie’s car. s 
She was standing still, on tho outskirts of the l 
reel a Thultohm, whilst Tom and a swarthy 
young shepherd strangled each other lu the mid- s 
die; and had seen him come. 
“You should have been here in time,” retorted j 
Miss Coquette, throwing back the golden bead, a 
.with all its wavy rouleaux ; " t could not keep j 
the people waiting." r 
“ Not five minutes ? And I have walked twenty | i 
miles to bo here to-night.” I , 
»u <• you cannot, be fit for dancing, then. Go and 
3 - sit by mamma. Pauline ts not danclDg, either,” 
3 s she added, significantly. 
Then her turn came again. 
All the lookers-on had collected round this set, 
and Tom was the hero of the moment. 
H “ Yalsh, yalsh—a pretty lad a weel-fanrcd lad. 
r - An' goot at the danshln. Ay, ay ferry goot at 
* the danshln. An he’ll be for Miss Allshlo, wull 
^ he no ? I’m blioor I An he'll be for the shoot!n 
an’ the feeshuu, an’ whatever else. An’ thunder's 
the English laldie, sister to him—that’ll be her 
shentteman, la It no? An' a prltty mau. too. 
Deed ay. What for no? Tougalt, my man, Is 
- there nae word o’ the Tallsker 7 ” 
i The “Tallsker,”indeed, was singularly long In 
making Its appearance, and eventually It leaked 
I out that none was to he forthcoming till supper. 
; This was a new t hing at Gourlonch, where tho 
lady’s hospitality had hitherto been exercised en- 
s tlrely through her ractotum, Dougald, and there 
hud been whiskey In abundance. 
I On this night my lady, with decision, gave her 
i orders that It should circulate more sparingly, 
“They seem very merry,” observed Blundell, 
[ who stood by Pauline’s side, looking on the scene 
with an aspect inappropriately stern ; “ wonder¬ 
fully merry, considering what a world we live in. 
Some people would go dancing to their graves, j 
■ believe," j. 
i “ Tills Is surely an innocent, enough amuse¬ 
ment,” replied she, In some surprise, “ These 
good people enjoy themselves thoroughly after a 
very harmless fashion. And I must say I prefer 
It as a spectacle to What one meets with In our 
modern ball-rooms.” 
“ I never go to balls.” 
“Hark to Blundell! ” whispered Tom to Uls 
cousin, as the lust, words reached their ear In the 
sudden lull caused by the cessation of the music, 
“ He Is coming it strong, Is he not 7 He thinks 
that will take with Pauline, you know. 1 daresay 
he never goes to balls; and why ? Because they 
used to be too soft tor him, and now he is too soft 
for them." 
“ You never go ui balls! ” said Miss La Sarte, In 
answer to the last remark. 
Then she paused for two reasons. 
Khe waa no ball-goer lierseir, but a sudden re¬ 
pugnance seized her to naming what might, ap¬ 
pear to be a coincidence of opinion; also she did 
not now kuow what to say. 
“I am here to-night against my will,” contin¬ 
ued he. “ Life Is loo great, a matter to be spent 
In Jigging about like Idiots or mad people.” 
“This is hardly a question of spending lives, Is 
It 7 ” 
“I see you are bent on defending It. at all haz¬ 
ards. 1 am sorry to disagree with you, bul I 
though) In a matter of this sort you would have 
been on my side.” 
“ Is it the dancing itself you dislike, or the 
gathering together for any amusement 7 ” 
“ Either—both. Every one here would be bet¬ 
ter at home.” 
Bhe almost laughed In his face. “ Pray don’t 
say so to my klud aunt—she would be quite dis¬ 
tressed. I am very sorry you are not enjoying 
yourself; but, since you are here, you must try 
to bear with ns for a little.” 
Ho recovered lilmself. 
“What a bear I am! Miss La Barte, you must 
let me alone when I am in a temper like this. 
Could you not see 1 was only trying to make my¬ 
self disagreeable 7 Yea. you could, you must 
have seen It; and you would not allow yourself 
to be provoked ; you are too gentle, too merciful, i 
But one thing you have done, you have made me 1 
ashamed of myseir. Pray forget, If you can, the 
nonsense r have been talking.” 
She was about to reply, but, some one else ) 
claimed her attention. 
It was an ancient dame, Inquiring, with pro- j 
found respect, “ Wull ye no be danshln yersel, 
young laldie 7 ” f 
"lama bad hand at It, Nelly.” 1 
“Olch.fie! It Is yersel that sayes It. It Is not i 
that neither.” r 
“ No one would care to have rne for a partner." c 
“ Deed ay wad they then ! Deed wad they too! 1 
It, Is Tougal would bo the prood man-" 
“ Com « with me,” said Blundell, hastily; 1 
“ that Is, if you will. You shall forgive me thus," j 
“And you and I will stand opposite to them, o 
Elsie,” cried Tom. * 
“ Oh, no Indeed 1 ItlsDougald’sturnnow; he r 
Is already rather out of countenance because I 
did not begin with him—” t 
—“ Oh, never mind him, the next will do—” be- v 
gan Tom. c 
“ Your cousin Is right,,” Interposed an angry, n 
interfering voice, “ Why should you wish to n 
keep her from amusing horself ? Miss La Sarto ft 
and 1 need no ris-a-vis; we are quite willing to n 
sit, down again. In fact you would rather, would 
you not 7 ” turning to her with an “ / would rath¬ 
er ” written In his face, h 
She meekly acquiesced, and they retreated as h 
spasmodically as thoy had advanced. r< 
“So you’ve hung lire, have you?” said Tom, 
cornlDg back with a rosy-cheeked, straight-backed rr 
matron whom ho had selected. “And Elsie’s off 
too! Never mind, Mrs. M’Oorquodale, we will 
take our places here, and some one else will be u 
sure to come. Here you, lloctor, there’s no one d 
here. That's right. Now we’re ready.” oi 
“ Tom Is lu great force," said his friend, ob- p; 
serving him narrowly. 
And indeed tho gaiety arid good-hurnor of the s< 
young leader of the revels won the hearts of all ol 
around him. Easy without being familiar, genial m 
yet not jocose, his genuine and hearty abandon¬ 
ment to the pleasures or the evening placed him U 
In a light so favorublB that Lady Calvcrley was li 
proud of ner nephew, Pauline of her brother. 
Klsle, infected with a like spirit, flitted hither 
and thither, all smiles, sparkles, and animation. 
She and Tom by their united exertions left no 
one unattended to, and the good humor and ad¬ 
miration of the company rose to a climax when 
the pair of blithe young creatures hand In hand 
came gaily bounding down the middle, amidst 
two long lines of faces awaiting their turn In the 
old-fashioned country-dauco. 
“Now then, up there, look alive! Begin a set, J 
you people In tho middle! That’s right, A lister! 
Blundell, passionately. “ How could your cousin 
allow It! Pray forgive me this unintentional an¬ 
noyance,” taking her hand; “such audacity—” 
“It was not his fault. He was told to do It.” 
“ Told ! Who told him?” 
“ Tom did from me.” 
“ From you 7 It was a great mistake. Tom 
should have known better—he should not have 
done it,” 
“lieshould, if 1 told him.” 
Her heart was swelling proudly, but she would 
come along! Now, Elsie! Polly, what are you not hear the absent, condemned. At the moment, 
abnut v Why don’t, you and Blundell have a turn? i In her confusion of spirits she fully believed that 
Its the best run In the world !” the Irtou «™.ir . . 
Thus prompted, there was no escape for the 
recusants. 
Hitherto, although Miss La Sarte had danced, 
he had not been her partner ; he had been lean¬ 
ing with folded arms against the wall, silently 
looking on. He had now to ask her inclinations, 
, and as they were not antagonistic, places were 
found for them. 
“Mr. Blundell does DOt. help half bo much as I 
thought he would,” whispered Klsle to her cousin. 
, “ I* there anything the matter with him 7” 
j “Not In the least. We were having rather a 
sober conversation J ust now, perhaps that Is it.” 
“Ob. Is that Jt 7 But you might keep your 
sober conversations for another time; we want, 
every one now to help In making It pass off well.” 
“ You and Tom are doing that.” 
•• Tom Is a host In himself, ” said Elsie. “ Torn, 
I am praising yon. Y'ou are behaving admirably. 
I don’t know really what we should have done 
without you. I only wish other people would do 
their part* equally well,” she added, distinctly. 
“Miss Calvcrley thinks we are shirking our 
duties," said Blundell to his partner. 
“ Not Pauline.” Klsle looked up at him with 
fearless eyes. “But ldo think you might exert 
yourself to be a little more generally agree¬ 
able.” 
“Ought I? What must 1 do? Y r ou sent me 
away yourself, and told me I was not lit for danc¬ 
ing." 
“ You might go about among the people, and 
talk to them.” 
“But i am not to dance?" 
“No one would expect you to be very much ln- 
clUied to jump about after a twenty-mile walk.” 
“Have you walked so far, to-day 7” said Pau¬ 
line. ne had not told her. 
Blundell laughed. “ I am not quite such a poor 
creature as that comes to. My walk was only a 
good preparation. It is you who have stopped 
my evolutions,” to Klsle. “It was you who laid 
the embargo on me, which prevented my showing 
off this evening, r might have been twirling and 
pirouetting In the midst of us admiring a circle as 
gathered rouud Ilcctor Just now, if you had not 
commanded me U> forbear.” 
“ YOU are wonderfully plausible. Pray, whon 
may we expect to see you begin ? I shall be one 
of tbe admiring circle or spectators.” 
“ You still will not trust mev” 
“How trust you ?" 
“ Yon will not dance with me ?” 
“JMsIe /” It was Tom, with a stamp of the foot 
In his voice, and hands stretched out for hers. 
Before she could answer she was whirled away. 
After all, It. had been rather pleasant nonsense, 
and or course he had had to make some excuse; 
It was absurd that, he and Pauline should sit 
flirting together tho whole evening; she hoped 
there would be an end to that for tho present, at 
least. 
The country-dance was over, and the Indefatig¬ 
able perrnriners were grouping lor the last reel 
berore supper. 
“ Elsie, you had bettor dance with Bloke. He Is 
Blundell s skipper, rather a swell, and he is stand¬ 
ing there with no one to apeak to. Now, Mr. , 
Blake, Mtss Calverley Is going to take you lor her 
partner this time.” 
•• Me. sir ? I’m, I’m—It’s pertlekler kind of you, i 
sir, and or tho young lady’—” with a bow to each. 1 
“But! ain’t quite right on my legs—horned that 1 
way. Very much obliged Indeed, sir.” And the i 
flattered skipper retreated, thlnklDg vastly higher i 
or the entertainment than ho had done previous- t 
ly. r 
“ You had better take one or them,” counselled i 
Tom. “They are all hanging together like a i 
pack of sheep. Here you,” said he, catching hold 
of our friend Jerry, and thrusting him forward— i 
“you stand up here; and rnlud you do your best, t 
for you have got Miss Calverley for a partner," i 
Jerry, fiery-red to the roots nr bis hulr, and re- ] 
treating Inwardly trora all bLs garments through ( 
very limpness, obeyed; and Tom, bidding his l 
cousin keep the set, open for him, turned away to g 
match together and hustle to their places as many t 
more of the company as had not already paired, T 
and could give no good reason why they should r 
not be joined together. £l 
“ Am I to have the pleasure, at last 7” 1 
Blundell had heard Tom gallantly soliciting the r 
hand of tho blooming village schoolmistress, and r 
had found his way down to the lower end of tho j 
room forthwith. 
“No, Indeed! I am dancing with one of your 
men.” ‘ ,, 
“ With whom?" 1; 
“one or your sailors, Thero!” Indicating the a 
unfortunate Jerry, confronting her with a face so h 
drawn and withered, that, the strongest solution a 
of ul urn poured down Ids throat could alone have r 
produced a like result. o 
“ Jerry,” said his master, quietly, “ go and find r 
some one else. And know your place better an- I 
other time," added he, in a voice that throw yet t 
more alum Into the already stiff potation. n 
“ As If ft, warn’t bad enough already,” muttered li 
the poor lad, as he turned away. “An’1 could A' 
ha’ sworn It was the t’other one too." a 
“How dared the fellow presume!” exclaimed rl 
the Idea Itself, not merely the acquiescence In It, 
had been hors. 
“It was a groat mistake,” repeated Blundell, 
dlotatorlally. “ You ought not to dance with men 
like these." 
Tho hand he held was snatched from his. 
“Excuse me,”said Miss Calverley or Calverley, 
with the air and frown of an empress; “ it is for 
me to judge what 1 ought and what 1 ought not 
to do In mutters like this.” 
And without another word she left him.—[To 
be continued. 
—■ 
[Tmk following letter from our correspondent in 
Bulgaria, it win be seen by the date, has been de¬ 
layed. But as It elaborates news that has been 
mainly outlined by cable, we give It without mod¬ 
ification.— Wak Nbws Editor.] 
OUK CORRESPONDENT IN THE FIELD. 
BffSTOIlt’K, July 4, 1S7T. 
Thr stirring events of the past week are not 
without t heir lesson. You have received my re¬ 
port or the crossing at Blstova. I have now to re¬ 
late what has since transpired, and the part the 
Rubai, played on tho theater of war. I was cast 
for the first engagement, and may truly say, that 
without my assistance, AbPcl Kkmm Puslia would 
now bo cooking Ida simple meal on the Balkan 
ranges. The battle of- will long be remem¬ 
bered as an evidence of Bubal, enterprise. I will 
describe the action from my personal observation. 
Having been assured by Ai.rxanpkk that, Tur¬ 
key in Asia was the game the .Russians would 
seek first, I and my retinue were at Krzeroum. I 
had been dining with Mpkutah Pshaw, and on 
returning to the seraglio kindly placed at my dis¬ 
posal temporarily, I found tin- following note In 
cipher: 
Deak Svi.kk:—T he climate Is doing Its work. 
The Russians a rejMnttnr/ m great numbers along 
the entire bank. They are watching my troops 
In the Drobudsha. Rustchuk is low. Glrugevo is 
reduced. I can’t restrain my brave fellows. Wkl- 
dla bounds. Corne.atonce. Fetch a map. 
Yours. Kkrim. 
In twelve hours I was In Constantinople. Rkpif 
F aslm awutted me at the palace. We had t ime' 
only to diink to the cause in the Golden Horn, 
when we took to the water. He explained that 
he was in strolls for money, nud that he felt some 
hesitancy In meeting tho Interest on the loan. I 
gave him a copy or t he Herald. He seemed much 
pleased, and stated that he would at once author¬ 
ize a tax levy to pay lor a year’s subscription. I 
bad hardly left the boat whon I heard the most 
frightful cries. I t urned, and became the silent 
witness to a horrible crime. The minister stood 
in the center or the barge, in his outstretched 
left hand ho grasped the paper, ills right,clutch¬ 
ed a gory clmetar, on which he was ferociously 
Impaling t he heads ol his faithful servants, utter¬ 
ing fiendish cries tho while, and pointing to one 
of those maps. It was a sad, strange sight,. 
l arrived at, the depot just lu time to miss the 
Adiianoplo express, and had to travel the entire 
distance on my face. This mode of progression is 
painful to some, but I’m used to It. In my rapid 
progress, 1 hml no t ime ro note manners and cus¬ 
toms. T fiud, however, that the Christians have 
been grossly misrepresented. Thoy are the 
wealthiest class of i he community. 1 1 Is common 
for tho Basht-Bazouks to “ hang t hem up,” and 
by a system of quartering, they have Increased 
the population fuur-lold. They arc one with the 
Turks in their hatred or tho Russians. It Is com¬ 
mon to hear them say thut “ Bulgarians never 
will he Slavs.” 
At, Adrlanople a civil functionary presented mo 
with an imperial Hal t. This meant something. I 
tried icon, butcould not produce a fit. There were 
no holes for the ears. BUI1,1 must, not be buulkcd. 
I examined the lining, and there found a note 
from Richie, l was to make all haste to Shumla. 
Events waited me alone. I tried to wire a mes¬ 
sage to khrlm, but my attendant explained that 
the telegraph was not lu working order. The 
Doles had pulled up stakes and returned to their 
native land. The best ho could do was to dispatch' 
a Christian, it was done. You will see, by this 
Incident, that the report of Bulgarian honors is 
mere trumpery. The poles gone, the wires down, 
nothing is left but the Christians. They arc dis¬ 
patched In all parts of the empire dally, owing 
purely to the exigencies of the situation. 
I immediately corralled six dozen Ifayhas as 
guides, uud starred tor the Balkans. Arriving 
lat e at night at the loot ol the range, we prepared 
a frugal supper and pushed forward. The guides 
had lost their way, and we marched vainly up 
and down In front Of an Impracticable rock bar¬ 
rier. But t here was no time to tool with t ho facts 
of geography. For a moment I deliberated; then 
reaching into the recesses of my shooting-jacket, 
I found an old pass, when we walked right through 
the mountains without further delay. Not, a mo¬ 
ment was to be lost; but t he gentler Instinct of 
humanity moved ino to give pause as I saw my 
Musselmen prepare forth© evening prayer. Jtwas 
an Impressive sight, and brought up fond memo¬ 
ries of home. It was Thanksgiving turkey! 
