Volume Ii Part 32 (1/2)
”It was only yesterday, Elinor,” added the new Mrs. Hubbard, ”that Black Bess, who made the cake you are eating, told me when she brought it home, that she hoped soon to make your own wedding-cake.”
”She has had the promise of it ever since I was five years old,”
said Elinor,
”Is it possible that Black Bess is still living and baking?” said Harry. ”I can remember her gingerbread, as long as I can recollect anything. I once overheard some Longbridge ladies declare, that they could tell Black Bess's cake as far as they could see it; which struck me as something very wonderful.”
”She seems to be a person of great importance,” said Mrs.
Creighton; ”I shall hope soon to make her acquaintance. My dear Miss Elinor, I wish you would bear in mind that your wedding-cake has been ordered these dozen years. I am afraid you forget how many of us are interested in it, as well as Black Bess.”
”Our notable housekeepers you know, tell us that wedding-cake will bear keeping half-a-century,” said Elinor, smiling.
”That is after the ceremony I am sure, not before,” said Mrs.
Creighton.
Elinor seemed at last annoyed by these persevering allusions, and several persons left the group. Hazlehurst took a seat by Miss Patsey; he was anxious to show her that her brother-in-law's behaviour, had in no manner changed his regard for herself and her family.
”Where is Charlie,” he asked.
”He has gone off to Lake Champlain now. I hope you and Charlie will both soon get tired of travelling about, Mr. Hazlehurst; you ought to stay at home with your friends.”
”But I don't seem to have any home; Charlie and I are both by nature, home-bred, home-staying youths, but we seem fated to wander about. How is he coming on with his pictures?--has he nearly done his work on the lakes?”
”Yes, I believe so; he has promised to come to Longbridge next month, for the rest of the summer. He has been distressed, quite as much as the rest of us, Mr. Hazlehurst, by these difficulties--”
”Do not speak of them, Miss Patsey; it is a bad business; but one which will never interfere between me and my old friends, I trust.”
Miss Patsey looked her thanks, her mortification, and her sympathy, but said nothing more.
The carriage which was to convey the bride and groom to the steamboat, soon drove to the door; and taking leave of their friends, the happy couple set off. They turned back, however, before they were out of sight, as Mrs. Hubbard wished to change the travelling-shawl she had first selected for another. Mr.
Wyllys, Elinor, and Harry accompanied them to the boat; and they all three agreed, that the groom had not yet been guilty of napping; although Hazlehurst declared, that as the seats on deck were cool and shady, he had little doubt that he would be dozing before the boat was out of sight.
Those who feel the same anxiety for the welfare of the children, during their mother's absence, which weighed upon the mind of Miss Agnes, will be glad to hear that they were all three carried to Wyllys-Roof, under the charge of an experienced nurse. And it must be confessed, that it was long since little George, a riotous child, some seven years old, had been kept under such steady, but kind discipline, as that under which he lived, during this visit to his grandfather.
Mr. Ellsworth and Harry pa.s.sed the morning at Longbridge, engaged with their legal affairs; and in the evening Hazlehurst left Wyllys-Roof for Philadelphia; and Mrs. Stanley accompanied him, on her way to Greatwood.
CHAPTER XV. {x.x.xVIII}
”------- But by the stealth Of our own vanity, we're left so poor.”
HABINGTON.
{William Habington (English poet and dramatist, 1605-1664), ”Castara” I.20-21}
Now that Harry had left the house, Mrs. Creighton's attention was chiefly given to Mr. Wyllys; although she had as usual, smiles, both arch and sweet, sayings, both piquant and agreeable, for each and all of the gentlemen from Broadlawn, who were frequent visiters at Wyllys-Roof. Mr. Stryker, indeed, was there half the time. It was evident that the lady was extremely interested in Hazlehurst's difficulties; she was constant in her inquiries as to the progress of affairs, and listened anxiously to the many different prognostics as to the result. Miss Agnes remarked indeed, one day, when Mr. Ellsworth thought he had succeeded in obtaining an all-important clue, in tracing the previous career of Harry's opponent, that his sister seemed much elated--she sent an extremely amiable message to Hazlehurst in her brother's letter. It afterwards appeared, however, on farther inquiry, that this very point turned out entirely in favour of the sailor, actually proving that nine years previously he had sailed in one of the Havre packets, under the name of William Stanley. Mrs.
Creighton that evening expressed her good wishes for Harry, in a much calmer tone, before a roomfull {sic} of company.
”Ladies, have you no sympathizing message for Hazlehurst?”
inquired Mr. Ellsworth, as he folded a letter he had been writing.