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THE GARDENING WORLD 
January 25, 1896. 
EILEY DEflflE. 
By Evelyn C. Griffiths. 
(All rights reserved.) 
CHAPTER VII. 
Eiley Leaves The Manor. 
Lord Bewdley’s handsome face looked unusually 
stern one evening as he stood in the large music room 
watching the sunset out of one of the long French 
windows. 
He was undoubtedly a fine man ; tall, very tall, 
being over six feet; broad-shouldered and well made ; 
black hair inclined to curl; the face clean-shaven, 
forehead high, eyes dark and piercing ; lips rather 
thin, and at the time referred to firmly compressed 
and determined-looking. 
"Is it done purposely?" he soliloquised. “I 
begin to think it must be. Every day for the last 
fortnight I have tried to get an opportunity of speak¬ 
ing to her and have not succeeded. Lady Bewdley 
has taken to keeping her upstairs so much that I 
very rarely see her; and on the three occasions 
when I did ste her for a few minutes, just as I was 
about to speak Hortense made her appearance and 
took her away upon some pretext or other. I begin 
to think Lady Bewdley has set that Frenchwoman to 
spy upon me. Her ladyship had better be careful 
what she is doing, if she wishes to remain in my 
favour. Eiley leaves the Manor next week, so speak 
to her I must. It does not seem likely that I shall 
have an opportunity to day. To-morrow I am 
obliged to go to London, so it must be the next day. 
I could write to her—but no, I prefer to speak. 
How I long to hear her say that she loves me; to 
take her in my arms and tell her how devotedly I 
love her ! If she does not love me ! Ah, the thought 
is unbearable; besides, did I not see her pick up the 
Rose-bud that fell from my coat and hide it in her 
pocket ? Then the sweet blush that suffused herface 
when she thought that I had seen the action! Ah, 
well; a few days will decide my fate." 
The sun went down and Lord Bewdley still looked 
out of the window. The stern expression had left 
his face, as he thought of Eiley and a very gentle 
look had come into his dark eyes. He was awakened 
from his reverie by hearing a few chords lightly 
played on a piano at the end of the room. Turning 
round to ascertain who was there, what was his 
surprise and pleasure to see the object of his 
thoughts. Eiley had evidently not noticed him in 
the dim light, for she commenced singing in a clear, 
sweet, though not very strong voice, the old, old 
song, “ Home Sweet Home.” Lord Bewdley had 
stepped forward with the intention of making his 
presence known, but, when he heard her begin the 
song, stood still waiting until it was ended. As she 
got towards the close of the first verse, the soft voice 
trembled at the words—"there is no place like 
home." Eiley buried her face in her hands and 
sobbed as though her heart would break. 
" Miss Deane," a voice said gently. 
Eiley started up, and seeing Lord Bewdley 
standing beside her, tried hard to compose herself 
and to hide her tears. 
" I thought I was alone," she faltered. 
“ Do not go away," he said as she turned to leave 
the room. “ Sit down here for a little while ; I want 
to talk to you. I so rarely see you now, you must 
not begrudge me a few minutes. Why were you 
crying ? Are you not happy at the Manor ?” 
"Oh yes, indeed," cried Eiley. "I have been 
very, very happy ; but the old song seemed to bring 
back to me my home and my sick father. I miss 
them so much, more than you can imagine : you do 
not know what it is to be without a home or a friend 
in the world. " 
"Perhaps I know more about it than you think,” 
he replied, softly. "I have no home either." 
Eiley looked at him in surprise as she said, "I 
thought the Manor was your home ? It belongs to 
you, does it not ?” 
“ Yes," he said ; “ It belongs to me but it has long 
since ceased to be my home. I very rarely come 
here—in fact only if Lady Bewdley is ill and the 
doctor sends for me " 
“ You surprise me,” Eiley said. " This is such a 
beautiful old house, and the park is quite too lovely. 
I should have thought anyone must be happy here." 
"Ah, do not misunderstand me," cried Lord 
Bewdley. “ I am sincerely attached to the old 
place ; my happiest days have been spent here ; but 
home is not a home unless it contains someone who 
loves you; so when my mother died fifteen years 
ago, I could no longer look upon the Manor as my 
home.” 
" But your father,” suggested Eiley. 
" My father,” repeated Lord Bewdley, a cold, 
hard look coming into his face. "My father married 
the present Lady Bewdley within twelve months. 
I then went abroad, seeing that my presence was 
irksome to both of them; more especially to my 
father s wife. About six months after their marriage 
he made a will leaving her everything he possessed, 
absolutely : he had the power of doing so." 
" But-- ,” began Eiley. 
Lord Bewdley smiled. " How is it the Manor 
belongs to me ? Is that what you were going to ask ? 
I will tell you. Hearing from Weston, the old butler 
—who was much attached to me and wrote once a 
month, sending me the local news—that my father's 
health was failing, I wrote to the latter asking him 
if he would like me to return to England. In reply I 
received a very short note, curtly written, simply- 
saying that he would much prefer me to remain 
abroad. From Weston’s letters I did not anticipate 
anything serious, as he merely said that the old man 
seemed to be getting weak; so I was greatly 
surprised and shocked one evening to receive a 
telegram telling me to return at once if I wished to 
see my father alive.” Lord Bewdley hesitated for a 
moment in his narrative, an expression of pain 
passing over his face. " I arrived too late ; the old 
man had been dead twenty-four hours. I was told 
that the day before his death he appeared to take a 
sudden dislike to Lady Bewdley, and for no apparent 
reason ; she had been most devoted to him, attending 
to his wants with her own hands, but during the last 
few hours of his life he would take nothing from her, 
and became so excited when she approached him 
that the doctor found it necessary to forbid her 
entering the room. The day he died he sent for his 
lawyer and altered his will, leaving everything to 
me, absolutely ; entirely omitting Lady Bewdley’s 
name. He continually asked to see me; but 
unfortunately, as I told you, I arrived too late, 
although I had travelled with all possible speed. 
I could not help feeling that he had been unjust to 
his wife in not leaving her anything, and that is the 
reason I allow her to remain at the Manor and make 
her an allowance which enables her to keep up her 
position as my father's widow. That brings me 
back to the point from which I started-” 
" What was your father like? ” asked Eiley. She 
had turned very pale during the latter part of his 
narration, and asked the question in a low, unnatural 
voice. 
" With the exception of being an inch taller," Lord 
Bewdley replied, “ I am his exact likeness.” 
Eiley made no remark; there was a frightened 
look in her face, and she played nervously with her 
fingers. The light was dim, so this passed unnoticed 
by Lord Bewdley. 
"I hope the Manor will be a home to me again 
shortly," he said, in a low voice, after a piuse. 
" Lady Bewdley has been telling me that she would 
like to live in London for a time ; so I am thinking of 
letting her go to my house in Grosvenor Square. In 
that case—” he bent towards Eiley as he spoke—" I 
should want another mistress for the Manor; one 
who would make it home to me by loving me, Eiley ” 
—he took her trembling hand into his warm clasp — 
“ Eiley, look up, darling. Tell me, will you-" 
The sentence was never finished, for at this moment 
Hortense, who had entered the room unobserved, 
suddenly made her appearance in front of the lovers, 
saying, in a slow, measured tone, " Her ladyship 
wants Miss Deane at once. She is ill." 
(To be continued.) 
Questions add AnsmeRS 
*„* Will our friends who send us newspapers be so good 
as to mark the paragraphs or articles they wish us to see 
We shall be greatly obliged by their so doing. 
Names of Plants.— R. F. & S. : i, Ruscus 
aculeatus ; 2, Eugenia apiculata; 3, Freylinia 
cestroides; 4. Pistacia Lentiscus; 5, Arisarum 
vulgare.— C. H. Hales Oncidium Warscewiczii. 
Sunk Stove and Raised Vinery. — Pipes : The 
cause of the defective circulation is that which you 
state—namely, that the pipes which heat the stove 
are 2 ft. lower than those which heat the vinery from 
the same boiler. Hot water is always lighter than 
cold, and rises to the higher^level. It was a mistake 
in the beginning to lay the pipes of the stove so 
low, no matter how small the house is, seeing that 
you want to get a higher temperature in it. We 
think, however, that if you would raise the pipes at 
the far end of the stove until they are about 2 in. 
above the level of the vinery pipes it would make a 
material difference, even if the improvement was not 
completely satisfactory. The vinery, we believe, 
would get the start even then, if you start with cold 
water in all the pipes. To get rid of the mass of 
cold water lying dead, as it were, in the bottom of 
the stove, it would be advisable to shut off the water 
from the vinery till the pipes in the far end of the 
stove get fairly warm. Then you might further 
regulate the heat by turning the water in the vinery- 
only half on. We should be pleased to hear what 
success you get by this arrangement. 
Commercial Fruit Culture.— Wcolton : Both of 
the prize essays on this subject were published in 
The Journal of the Royal Horticultural Society. 
Vol. XIX., Part 2. This part may be obtained at 
the offices of the society in question, 117, Victoria 
Street, London, S.W. Price (to non-fellows) 5s. 
Errata. —On p. 306, in the eighteenth and nine¬ 
teenth lines from the top of the first column for 
■■ was formerly a well-kept and handsomely furnished 
private establishment,’’ read "was formerly without 
buildings of any form and was really a grass field ." 
In line thirty-three from the top of the same column, 
for " Earl Canning ’’ read “ L Canning. 
Best Varieties of Nuts. — G. L.: The best 
varieties for a private or any other garden are 
Kentish Cob, Webb's Prize Cob, Merveille de 
Bollwiller, Atlas Cob, and Prolific Filbert. There 
are many varieties in cultivation, but for size and 
heavy bearing the above can hardly be beaten by 
any others yet in commerce. They may be grown 
as standards or bushes, and kept well thinned out 
every year to encourage the size and general fineness 
of the fruits. 
Names of Fruits, — J. G. : 1, Apples—King of the 
Pippins; 2, Dutch Codlin ; 3, Cellini : 4, Alfriston ; 
5. not recognised. 
Communications Received. — }. Spriggs — 
G. F. W.—C. H. Hales.—John Sim.—Norwoodense. 
—W. Tolling.—A. Hope.—C. H —W J. Godfrey.— 
J. G. Pettinger.—W. H.—D. B.—A C—Geo. 
Fulton.—H. Williams.—Toby.—F. W. B.—C. O — 
Walter Cook.—M. Carlisle.—Canny—S. B—P. M. 
—Swansea, F. Arton. 
TRADE CATALOGUES RECEIVED- 
Arthur Robinson, F.R.H.S., ia, Bishopsgate 
Street Without, London, E.C.—Spring Catalogue of 
Garden Seeds. 
Fotheringham & King, Corn Exchange, 
Dumfries.—Seed List. 
Carters, The Queen's Seedsmen, 237, 238 and 
97, High Holborn, London.—Good Things for the 
Garden. Vegetables, Flowers and Lawns. 
Thomas Sibbald, Market Place, Bishop Auck¬ 
land.—Descriptive Catalogue. 
W P. Laird & Sinclair, Dundee and Cupar, 
Fife.—Catalogue of Vegetable and Flower Seeds. 
H. J. Jones, Ryecroft Nursery, Hither Green, 
Lewisham.—New Chrysanthemums for 1896. 
W. Wells, Earlswood Nurseries, Redhill, Surrey. 
—Special List of Chrysanthemums. 
Daniels Bros , Seed Growers and Nurserymen, 
Norwich.—Illustrated Guide for Spring, 1896. 
Vilmorin-Andrieux & Co., 4, Quai de la Megis- 
serie, Paris.—General Catalogue of Seeds, Straw¬ 
berries, Flowering Bulbs, &c. ; also Supplement to 
the Catalogues—List of Novelties 
Fisher, Son, & Sibray, Royal Nurseries, Hands- 
worth, near Sheffield.—Catalogue of Vegetable and 
Flower Seeds, and Horticultural Requisites. 
Henry John Gasson, Government Contractor, 
Rye, Sussex —Tents suitable for Gardens, Cricket, 
or Camping-out Purposes. 
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LONDON SEED TRADE. 
Jan. 21 st, 1896. 
Messrs Hurst & Son, 152, Houndsditch, and 39, 
Seed Market, Mark Lane, report English Red 
Clover continues in full supply, and meets a small 
demand White Clover easier. Alsike and T refoil 
steady. Ryegrasses neglected. 
CONTENTS. 
PAGE 
Amateurs, hints for.336 
American Gardening.33+ 
Begonia Veitchii..340 
Begonia Woodmanii .341 
Begonias at Kew.341 
Bouvardia Propagation.339 
Dundee Horticultural Asso 
ciation. 335 
Eiley Deane (a serial tale)...342 
Exeter, the Royal Nur¬ 
series . 337 
Gardeners' Royal Benevo¬ 
lent Institution .340 
Gardening Miscellany .341 
Horticultural Exete- .333 
Lebanon Cedar, the decid¬ 
uous . .. 34 1 
Norwich and Norfolk Hor¬ 
ticultural Society.335 
PAGE 
Orchid Notes and Glean¬ 
ings . 33 s 
Plant Houses, the . 33 s 
Pompon Chrysanthemums 341 
Potatos in the north . 334 
Raasay Weather Report .. 34 > 
Royal Horticultural Society334 
Royal Horticultural Society 
of Ireland . 335 
Scottish Horticultural 
Association . ...335 
Siberian Crab, the .34t 
Torquay Gardeners' Asso¬ 
ciation . 335 
Ulster Horticultural 
Society. 335 
Vegetable Calendar . 339 
Woolton Gardeners' 
Mutual Improvement 
Society . 335 
