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leave their liberty to themselves. I would her example would teach others, the Company's servants, to trust their masters. She may be as lucky as a calling duck; and therefore try her."
The expression that he had received Mrs. Hudson's desires from herself appears to mean that she had written, upon finding the Surat factors obstinate, as she had not left Surat at that date.
The Mogul having turned aside to Cambay, “to gaze upon the unfamiliar ocean,” Roe now made a forced march to reach Ahmedabad in the middle of I)ecember. Soon after he again wrote the Surat factors, showing Towerson's arrival there, his own growing indignation with Towerson's pretensions, and his dislike of the State which he maintained :
"I perceive by some here a resi)lution in Captain Towerson to go to the southward, to which I never can nor will consent; neither take notice of it, until it be moved, but by provision give you my reasons: particularly for him, he pretended to the Company no purpose but to come to Suratt, only to visit his wife's friends, not to trade, but those things he had, pretended for gifts and presents, and to that end signed them a deed with his wife, which they have sent me, to urge him with, if I see him take any course perjudicial to them or begin any new which he had not licence for nor acquainted them with; with this they have given me caution to have an eye on his courses and actions, which were a very blind one if I should not see the disadvantage of his passing so great a stock through all the Company's commodities and ports. A general reason against him is the clause in the letter written to you where they declare that kind of private trade more prejudicial to
them than a bare return for England; and that I know it is, for Martin, Christian, and many others are an example. Neither see how the Company can give such liberty to him, and so restrain me and all their servants, whose deserts will equal any captain or woman. Perhaps they thought her greatness (Mrs. Towerson) could do them some pleasure; if so, they mistake their friends; it is well if she return as she came. What courtesy I can do him I will, such as I can answer with my discretion and no more. He is here arrived with many servants, a trumpt (trumpeter) and more show than I use. If I may stead him I am glad, but I think it had been fitter to have kept the Company's servants about their own business, for I known not when he will return, nor what his presence here will produce.”
Steel, with the ladies under his care and the artificers as a guard, reached Ahmedabad soon after the middle of February, 1618. A day or two before their arrival, Roe wrote to the factors: "The woemen are almost arrived at court, but I hope I shall depart this towne before, the King goeing out suddenly, which makes mee now take r:y leave.” On the same day he wrote a letter to the Company in London, from which the following abstract is niade:
"Towerson and his wife find poor reception; her friends are poor and mean, and weary of them; he came with hopes of gocd diamonds; is sorry for him and his little vanity, and has used his best advise to persuade his return; he pretends the Company's licence for private trade. Evils of granting this favor; it makes all their servants grudge. Mrs. Hudson claims the like for her proportion, but has also denied her. Is the same to man and woman.”
MY GRANDFATHER'S STORY
By JAMES RAYMOND PERRY
REMEMBER Grandfather Alden, and soul as Belle! But the next time notwithstanding he died when I you see a woman whose beauty attracts
was a very little girl. He had a and holds you more than any you have noble face, for all the world like the seen for a good six months, think of face of one of those beautiful New Belle! It will not be like her, of England poets. He was a poet him course,- for God made only one like self, though, of course, not famous like ler—but it will be nearer like her than those others. Grandmother Alden was any woman you have seen before for much younger that grandfather, six months. though she lived but a year or two "A bachelor of forty rhapsodizing after he died. She had a very sweet over a girl of twenty!" That is what face, and anyone could see that she you say. And you add, "Probably she must have been a beauty in her young is really plain, only he doesn't know womanhood. Indeed, she was a beauty it." But that would be a mistake. to the last. They have both been dead However, it doesn't matter whether a score of years, and I am sure neither you think Belle is beautiful or not. would mind now if they knew I were Charlie Hunter is twenty-two, and publishing the manuscript bearing the a handsome, wholesome young fellow. title of "Playmates," which I found He and Belle must have known each not long ago among grandfather's other for at least five years. And for papers. I do not suppose he intended the past two years I think the parents it for publication when he wrote it, of both the young people, as well as but wrote it for the mere pleasure of the intimate friends of the two famiwriting, as one will when his heart is lies—myself included-have looked full and overflowing. This is it: forward to their marriage as not only
To make a good beginning I must possible, but probable. begin the story with Belle. Belle Hath Not only would there be no objecaway is a daughter of my dear friends, tions raised to the marriage of Belle Mr. and Mrs. Atherton Hathaway. I and Charlie, when they should become have been a friend of the family for old enough, but on the contrary, the ciose on to two decades. I trotted prospect of their union was agreeable belle on my knee when she was a baby, to their respective parents and friends. inade paper dolls for her when she was It was thought they would make a a little girl, helped her with her lessons very happy couple, and it was certain when she was a Miss at school, and they would make a very handsome one. once or twice have taken her to the If no match ensued it would surely be theatre since she became a young lady; the fault of no one but the young for Belle is almost twenty now.
people themselves. The course for love I am tempted to describe Belle to to run in was wide and smooth, and you, but, upon reflection, do not think if it didn't run in it, and run smoothly, I will. The description could not fail it would seem to indicate that the love to be a failure. Words cannot picture wasn't true love,--that is, if there is flesh and blood-say nothing of soul! any truth to the old adage. There may And if they could, they couldn't picture not be. such a combination of flesh and blood As far as Charlie Hunter was con
cerned, there seemed to be no doubt wits about him must have seen that about his love being true enough. He Belle valued my opinion highly. He was devotion itself to Belle. I don't should have known for Belle never know that I ought to say his affection sought to disguise it—that she held for her struck me as dog-like, for “dog- me and my opinion in quite as high like" is scarcely applicable to Charlie esteem as the person and opinion of under any circumstances; but so far any old friend of the family. Her as faithfulness is concerned, his affec- father and mother used to try to get tion seemed as true' as that of a faith- her to call me “uncle," but she said, ful dog. It was not until you came to “No. I wasn't her uncle." She Belle that the uncertainties of this love wanted to call me John, just as they affair began to appear. That she liked did. I was her playmate and it was Charlie was plain enough to any of us; proper to call me John, just as they but whether it was merely a friendly did. It would be absurd to call her regard, a sort of sisterly liking, or playmate "uncle." That was the conwhether it was something stronger and clusion she reached at the age of six, deeper, was not so clear. Belle isn't . and she has adhered to it ever since, a girl who wears her heart on her Thus I have always been John to her, sleeve, or for that matter in any place and am to this day. So you can readily where its maidenly beatings are ex. see that, under the circumstances, it posed to profane eyes. She keeps it would be very foolish for a lover of nested deep in her bosom, and if now Belle to affront Belle's old friend John. and then there have been flutterings- If I may put it that way, I was the one and what maiden's heart of twenty has courtier at Belle's court whose favor escaped them?-no eye has seen them should have first been sought by any So none of us knew whether Belle seeker after the heart of the Queen. loved Charlie or not. I sometimes I was the minister whose words were thought, perhaps she did not know certain to have most weight with her. herself. If she did not love him I The fact that Hadley Brooks failed to thought she could easily learn to. It recognize this indicates to my mind seemed to me that Charlie was just the that after all he was a rather dull sort of fellow to win a young girl's young man. heart.
So that remark of Mr. Brooks about Another young man, Hadley Brooks. poets—Belle didn't hear it, or she had paid Belle some attention, and would probably have dismissed the Belle, if she had not smiled upon him, young man then and there-might very at least had not frowned. Brooks was easily have proved to him a costly an excellent enough fellow, for all that I blunder. Charlie Hunter was different. can say. I know of absolutely nothing He has always treated me with apparagainst him. And yet I don't like him. ent deference. I am not so pessimisI don't know whether it was the re- tic-if I am a bachelor-as to suppose mark he made one day, in my presence, he has been other than sincere in this about poets - not a complimentary regard. He saw that Belle liked her remark, exactly—that awakened this old friend and playmate, and, perhaps, dislike, or not. I think not, for, unless it didn't occur to him to dislike anyI am mistaken, I had conceived a dis- thing that Belle liked. Certainly he like for him before that. It is quite has seemed to like me, and I am quite possible that remark deepened and con- sincere in saying that I have always firmed the feeling. But however that liked him. may be, that fact remains that I dis So if it came to Belle's making a like him. And if he really cared for choice between Charlie Hunter and Belle and wanted to win her affections, Hadley Brooks, you can see easily he could not have been a very good enough in whose favor my inplotter for a maiden's heart. And I fluence would be cast. And more than will tell you why. Any lover with his once, lately, I had feared she was inclin
ing towards Brooks. But as I have tation and passed on, I thought to mysaid, the heart so deeply nested in her self: “You lucky dog, if you knew wiat bosom made it hard for even so close I am going to do for you the first and jealous an observer as myself to be chance I get, you would not only give certain towards whom her affections me that cheery smile, but you would inclined.
pause and wring my hand as well.” Now the future happiness of Belle lay I don't know but I sighed softly once very near to my heart, as you can easily or twice after meeting Charlie. I'm imagine from what I have already told afraid I envied the young fellow his you. No real uncle, or father for that happiness. matter, could be more deeply interested Belle was at home. “Papa and in the welfare and happiness of a niece mama have gone out to make a call,” or daughter, than I was in Belle's. I she said. “I'm so glad you've come. believed honestly enough that she I've been thinking what a stupid evenwould be happier with Charlie Hunter ing was before me, and wondering than with Hadley Brooks, and when, what I should do. But now we'll have as it seemed to me, she began to show a nice time together." more interest in Brooks and a little “But what will you do with a prosy less in Charlie, I became frightened. old fellow like me, Belle?" I asked. And it was this that determined me to "You're not prosy,” she said, laughtake a hand in the matter and use what ing. “You are poesy—Is there any influence I could command in favor such word?” of Charlie. This favor to Charlie- "I hope so," I said, “but whether inestimable, should my efforts prove there is or not, don't you know there successful-was to be done without is no one .so prosy as a bachelor of his knowledge. I could picture to my- forty who writes verses?" self the gratitude he would feel when “What have you written lately? I he learned that my influence had been want you to recite it to me at once!”. used in his hehalf. Never by word she said, with some of the old childish or act had he expressed the hope that imperiousness in her tone and manner I would intercede for him, but I knew that had always struck me as delicious. that he would be overjoyed if I would. In these later years it had betrayed
Though I liked the young fellow well itself with less frequency. enough on his own account to hope “I believe I haven't written anythat I should be successful, I will not thing lately, Belle," I said. “I'm not pretend that it was at all on his account sure, but I'm gradually getting over that I did it. It was done entirely on the disease. Some day I may be comBelle's, and because I believed her pletely cured!" happiness was thereby being promoted. “Disease!" exclaimed Belle. "I only
This decision to interfere in behalf of wish 'twas contagious and I could Charlie was reached several days ago, catch it!" but it was not until last evening that Belle has always been foolishly fond the opportunity I was looking for of the little nothings I have written in arrived.
rhyme. Many's the jingle with which I frequently spend my evenings at I caught her fancy when she was a the Hathaways, and last evening went child, and to this day she wouldn't there according to custom. On the think Christmas was Christmas unless way I passed the Hunter's door, and my present to her was accompanied by Charlie chanced to be coming out as some little Christmas sentiment that I approached. I wondered if the young I had fashioned into verse. fellow's destination was the same as “Well, Belle, what are we going to mine, but he started off in the opposite do?" I asked. “You are so much of direction. He gave me a cheery “Good a young lady now that I am beginning evening, Mr. Alden !” as we met, and to feel afraid of you. Young ladies after I had returned his pleasant salu- ought to be entertained, but I've for
gotten how-if, indeed, I ever knew.
the moonlit street. I fancied I knew I'm rusty, you see, and I've got to leave of what she was thinking; that she it to you to suggest what we shall do." knew, as well as I, that the dear old
“O, let's just talk to-night, John. I days were ended, that they could not suppose I could let you entertain me go on, that she was a woman now, and by singing to you if I would,” she said, a woman's life was opening before her. with a little laugh, “but I don't believe “And Belle," I went on, with a brave I want to sing—at least, not yet. I attempt at light-heartedness, “in choosthink it will be cosy to have a nice ing your new—'playmate, let us call talk together, don't you?"
him-would you mind listening to a “Indeed I do, Belle. You couldn't few words of advice from your old one. suggest anything that would please me Trust me they will be spoken with better," I replied. Here was the op motives as kind and loving as ever portunity to say what I wanted to
prompted human speech." about Charlie, I reflected. The Before answering Belle changed her thought brought me a curious pang, position, taking her arm from my chair, but I had no idea of wavering in my and clasping both hands about her purpose.
knee. “And I'll tell you what I'm going to “I know that whatever you say will do," she said. “I'm going to turn the be prompted by the kindest motives," lights low, and we are to sit here by she said, in a low voice; but I felt the window in the moonlight.”
sure she would quite as lief not have "The very thing !" I said.
me talk upon the subject. But I would “There! isn't this nice!" she said. not let that deter me. I had made up She had turned the big easy chair my mind to talk to her about Charlie, round so that it faced the window and
and was not to be dissuaded. made me sit down in it, and then she
"I may prove a sad old blunderer, had drawn a hassock alongside and Belle," I went on, “and if I make a seated herself on it, with one arm rest botch of it, and hurt you, you must ing on the arm of the chair. The make up your mind beforehand to formoon was nearly full, and sailing in give me. It will be because I am a clear sky, so that its splendid radi- stupid and don't understand women, ance dimly illuminated the darkened and not because I am unkind."
Belle sat perfectly still, and did not "Now, John, I'm a little bit of a girl take her eyes from the moonlit street. again, and you are my playmate, and “It has seemed to .me, the last few we are resting after a hard day's play. weeks,” I continued, “that you haven't Isn't it so?" she asked.
treated Charlie Hunter as kindly as “Yes, Belle," I answered, lightly you used to.
I stroking her hair.
mistaken, and even if I'm not, you may “Sometimes I wish I could have
have reasons of which I know nothing stayed a little girl always,” she said, that are sufficient to cause a change. softly.
But it seems to me that one man's esti“So do I, Belle, for then we could mate of another ought to be of some always have stayed playmates. But value to a girl who may sometimes now that you have grown up into a have to choose a husband"--Belle beautiful woman, it will have to end, of made a little movement at this, but recourse. You will be getting married sumed her former position and again one of these days"-you see I went at gazed out at the moonlight-"and what the subject courageously and without I would like to say, Belle, is that circumlocution-"and 1-well, I sup Charlie seems to me like a goodpose I shall have to hunt up another hearted, noble young fellow. I believe little playmate," I finished as lightly he would make a kind, devoted and as I could
loving husband. That he is handsome, Belle was silent, gazing out upon you know as well as I. That his pros