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When the dim presence of the awful Night
Cla-p , in it, - jew•cll'd anus the *lumbering earth,
Alone I sit beside the lowly light
That It ke dream-fire flicket iron my hearth,
With time joy -waling volume in my hind—
A peopled planet, opulent and grand.
It may he Shakespeare, with his endless train
Of sceptred thoughts, a glorious progeny
Borne on the whiriWind of his mighty drain
Through vision• land, forever far and free,
His great mind beaming tht ought these phantom erowdi,
Like evcuing sun from out a wealth of clouds.
It mny be 'Minor,. on MS sempli wing%;
Soaring to height of grandeur yet untrodi
New deep where horrid shapes of darkness cling,
Now lost in splendor nt The feet of Cod;
Girt with the terror of avenging skies,
Or wrapt in dreams of Infirm Paradise.
It may be spencer, with his misty shades,
Where forms of beauty wondrous tales rehearse,
Withbreezy VlBlO.ll, and with cool arcades
Opening forever in hi± antique verse;
Ti may-be. Chaucer, with hi. dritik divine,
111± Tabard old, and Pilgr;ms twenty-nine.
Perchance 7 linger With the mighty Three
Of glorious Greece, that morning land of song,
Who bared the feahul front of Tragedy.,
And soared to fame on pillions broad and strong;
Or watch beneath the Trojan ramparts proud
The dim gatlit•ring like a thunder-cloud.
No rust of time can =idly Quixeife's moil,
fit wonted rest his lance securely lies;
Stiff is the faithful Saneho clout and hale,
Forever wide hit wonder•sericken eyes;
And Bo•innnre, bore and spectral steed,
Still throws gaunt frhad ws o'er their every deed
Still can I robe me in the old delights
Of Caliph spleniid, and of Genii grim,
The star-wealth of Arabia's thousand nights,
Shilling till every other light grows dim;
Wander away in broad, voluptuous hinds,
fly streams of silver, and through golden sands;
r 3 WI hear the storm of Camoens burst and swell,
Din seas of vengeance raging wild and wide;
Or wander by the glimmering fires of bell -
With dreaming Dante and his spirit guide;
Loiter in Petrareh , n green. melodious grove,
Or hang with TusQo wer bi n hopeless love.
What then to me 14 all your sparkling dance,
IVine purpled banquet, or vain Fashion's blaze, -
Thus roaming through the realms of rich Romance,
Old Bookworld, and its wealth of royal days,
Forever wtth Owe brave and briniant ones
That fin Time's channel like a stream of suns?
My Lady's Last Dance
A DR6gBIVC•]IdID'B !STORY
Our house was one of the finest on the
avenue, and of all the ladies in the land,
there was not a-fairer,- or a kinder, or a
better, than the mistress of our household.
The Stanleys were looked up to in the block,
and we of the basement took good care to
sustain the dignity of the family. There
were no children in the'house—every one
else was rejoiced thereat; r, on the contrary,
felt it as n deprivation, for I had always
been used to children, and loved them.
=1
Mr. Stanlegs time was passed entirely at
the bank, in Wall street, and at the club.—
They had been married, I think, three years,
and I entered my lady's service about a year
after that happy event. She was twenty
four—he sixty. I believe every one con
side..-ed it a very excellent match.
The household was a large one for a small
family. Let me see—there were Mary, and
Clotilde, end myself, up . stairs; and then
there were the chamber-maids, the laundry
maids, the cook; the butler, the page. the
groom and the coachman, besides Mr. and
Mrs. Stanley; there were sevent con, I think,
altogether.
We got along very well up stairs, with
the exception of a jealous quarrel now and
then. between Clotilde and Mary. They
were both good-looking, and more like or
naments to the establishment than of any
real service. I remember one night we had
given a great party, and after the supper,
the champagne. and good things having re
ceived their usual attention, I was sitting in
the ladies' dressing-room - reading, when hap
pening to look up, I saw, to my horror, the
reflection in the ghiss from the opposite room
of young Dick Dasheels, who lived over the
way—a very handsome fellow he was, too—
in the very net of kissing Mary. Just at
this peculiar jueture, at the most tender
moment, who should appear upon the scene
but Clotilde! I think . I never saw such a
scene. They were all aware of my being
' in the adjoining room. and as I was looked
upon as being a little blue, each felt partic
ularly anxious to keep such matters from
me. however, it was too much for Clotilde
—her French blood could not stand stich
perfidy as that—for only the moment pre
vious, on the stairs, young Dasheels had
sworn eternal devotion, on the strength of I
which he had received the same favor; and
now, while her kiss was still - warm upon his
lips, he had wasted it upon a rival! A mo
ment the passion of her nature overcame
her, and seizing a sword-cane belonging to
tine of the guests, which We, with our usual
curiosity, had been admiring and inspecting,
she drew the blade and charged at the faith
less deceiver. There was nothing left for
poor Dick but flight, and dodging the dead
ly weapon, he doubled upon his assailant,
and with railroad speed dashed through the
door and down stairs. Clotilde soon sub
sided, and Mary had vanished in thin air.
As for me, I never turned my head; but a
half hour later, happening to pass the par
lor door. I saw Dick Dasheels dancing the
schottishe with little Kitty Magruder,
daughter of old Peter Magruder, President
of the Lendnothing Bank, to whom report
said he was then engaged, and which has
since turned out to he true. I believe Clo
VOEtTlj.
;From "An the Year Round."
Book World.
gtirttiroto.
''NO ENTERTAINMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING."
COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 25, 1860.
tilde is now the dressing maid of Mrs.
Dasheels. I can tell yon, people don't know
the half that's going on in the world, espe
cially in the basement and up stairs.
But I em forgetting all about my story.
We were to have a grea.t. party—somebody
or other, I forget Fhb, had come over .froni
England, about some bonds, and it had been
settled in 'Wall street that Mr. Stanley
should give him a reception. My lady had
net been well for many weeks; what with
operas and theatres and parties rind late
breakfasti, she had got to feel that her deli
cate organization could not stand the usage
to which she was subjecting it. Besides a
singular melancholy seemed to have fastened
upon her. I had thought for a long time
that she throw herself in the way of all this
activity and excitement more to drown some
hidden sorrow—some unhappy memory—
than froin any real fondness for such scenes.
It was about seven o'clock in the evening
—the gas Lind just been lit in the parlor,
and Clotilde had come up to announce a vis
itor whose ring we had just heard—my lady
sat in her boudoir, and I was dressing her
long luxuriant hair, while Mary, kneeling
at her feat, was lacing her slender slipper.
Clotilde, who had dressed for the evening,
entered the room bearing a silver' salver, on
which rested some envelopes and cards.
"Here are some more regrets and the card
of a gentleman waiting in the parlor," she
said, extending the waiter towards Mrs.
Stanley.
My lady took the regrets one by one
from the salver, read them and then returned
them to Clotilde, then she took up the card.
I could not help observing the name,
written with a bold, free hand in pencil,
Edward Huntington; but I was not prepared
for the strange agitation which thrilled
through the frame of Mrs. Stanley, and for
a moment seemed to deprive her of all
power.
After a few minutes she recovered her
composure. and turning to Clotilde said,
while her face was deadly pale and her
voice tremulous— "Tell the gentleman that
we entertain our friends to-night, that Mrs.
Stanley is making her toilet, but that she
will be most happy to see Mr. Huntington
later in the evening."
Shortly after we heard the front door close,
and knewthat he had departed.
"Did he say he would return?" asked
Mrs. Stanley, as Clotilde entered the room.
"He said that it would give him great
plea3tzre to pay his respects to Mrs. Stanley
before he departed again on a long journey.
and that late in the evening, as ho had oth
er engagements to fll in the meantime, he
should avail himself of the lady's kind per
mission." .
-Clotilde was very exact in repeating mes
sages, and often followed not only the words
but the very tone and manner of the person
giving them.
At half-past eight Mrs. Stanley descend
ed to the reception room, and the carriages
began to arrive. At nine the band com
menced playing in the conservatory, and at
half-past nine the great English banker
made his appearance, and was introduced to
the most prominantpersons present. At ten
dancing coamenced, and the great English
banker claimed - my lady's hand. Nary had
charge of the dressing-room, and Clotilde
was flirting somewhere with Dick Dasheels;
and I, as a-privileged character, had taken
up my stand in the conservatory, to watch
the dancing.
The house was so constructed that two of
the drawing-room windows or ailed into the
conservatory, above which was a balcony,
where the band was placed, the whole being
only separated from the parlor by heavy da
mask curtains sweeping to the floor. Thus
standing in the
,recess of the farthest win
dow, by drawing the curtains a little ono
side, I could y the whole scene withrut
being observed.
There were crowds of pretty and heath'-
, ful women in the room, but to me none
seemed half as fair as the mistress of the
mansion. Perhaps my affection for her .had
some effect upon my judgement; but I
thought as I saw her lead off so
. gracefully
with the great English banker—he danced
well, too—in the Trarsovienne, that I had
never beheld so lovely, dignified and grace
ful a woman. She looked more lovely, it
seemed, to me, this evening than ever before
but there was a•pallor on her cheek, and an
intensity of expression in her eyes, which
gave me uneasiness.
•It tves half-past ten. I bad observetiMrs.
Stanley for a full hour, glancing snore and
more anxiously toward the main ball door.
At length the great bell pealed again, and
shortly after I noticed a stranger of remark
able presence enter the room. Then it was
I saw what grief congealed my lady's heart.
I understood it all. She was standing near
the 'library' door, surrounded by a gioup
of the good-natured adorers who ' really
worshipped as much as they could
any one. Suddenly I saw her place her
band upon her heart, and turning round
gave a - quick, almost agonizing look toward
the stranger, and sink into a chair, while a
marble look of composure stole over her
features.
"Great God! Mrs. Stanley is faint!" cried
Tighe Macauley; "fetch her some water
somebody."
"Are you ill, Mrs. Stanley?" exclaimed
Diok Dashesls, straightway darting after the
water, and returning almost instantly with
Clotilde and a pitcher of ice-water.
"I pray you, gentlemen, forbear," said
my lady; "I am quite ' recovered, quite
'relit"
I knew her too well, and the cnuie of her
malady, to press my poor services, so:I has
tened back to my retreat, for . I had also'
come to aid, and again took up my position
behind the curtains.
I now acailed myself of the first oppor
tunity to scrutinize the stranger, who had
gradually made his way toward our part of
the room.
Mr. Huntington, for lie Ifelt it was, could.
not hare been then more than thirty-two or
thirty-three years of age. - He was • some
what above the medium height,.Of a Com
plexion inclined to be fair, but burnid by
, •
tropical suns. He wore Ins beard and
moustache long, and his dark rringectia eye
flashed out from under his broad, high brow
with a strange fire. His eyes possesied
that peculiar character of expression which
made one feel their power from a great dis
tance. They , were not so very large, but
were finely set, and reflected a great soul.
Mrs. Stanley had risen to her feet, and
stood conversing with the great: English
banker, when Mr. Huntington approached.
His manner betrayed the most perfect
composure, and his salutation was the most
graceful one I ever witnessed. With a low
bow be approached, and took my lady's
offered hand, and they were near enough
for me to hear his words, as in a low tone
he said:
"It gives me pleasure to meet Mrs. Stan
ley with such happy surroundings, and to
find that the years since I had the gratifica
tion of meeting her have dealt with her so
kindly."
"We are glad to see you again Mr. Hunt
ington; let me present you to my husband—
I wonder where he is?"
"Who are you . looking for?" asked Tighe
Macauley.
"My husband, Mr. Stanley."
"Oh! he's playing euchre in the card-room.
I saw him there not five minutes ago."
At this moment the band struck up a
polka, and every ono rushed for partners,
and I saw my lady leaning on Mr. Hunting
ton's' arm, making her way toward the
card-room.
The apartment usually called the card
room opened out of the library, and adjoin
ed the conservatory, and from where I was,
looking through the trees and foliage, by
standing on a bench I could see into it.
I saw my lady 'drag Mr. Huntington up
to her husband, and heard Mr. Stanley's
hearty "d lad to see you!" as, without rising.
he turned and extended his band when his
lady presented the new guest. He then went
on with his game. It went to my heart to see
the look on her face, as she stood with one
hand leaning on her husband's chair.
"Won't you take my hand? won't you cut
in?" asked several, rising.
"No; I thank you; I am n poor player,"
she said, with a tone of much sadness.
"She can't play a bit—not a bit," added
Mr. Stanley; "come, dear, you had better go
and dance."
She still lingered near him, and leaned
over his chair, but said not a word. She
:turned irresolutely several times, and at last
she took Mr. Huntington's arm, and they
went out through the conservatory door.—
They approached the parlor window; only
some orange trees and grape vines seperated
them from me; they were quite near. They
had been talking as they came up the con
servatory, and now they paused by the win
dow.
"Stny ono moment, Isabelle," he said.—
"Since yoo have spoken of the past, I may
surely be permitted to add a single word—
now hear me. When, five years ego, walk
ing on Brooklyn Heights, the last night
that you and I aver met until this, I plight
ed to you my troth,' and took your maiden
word that you would he true, did you think
the words I then spoke came only from the
lips, or that the lore of Edward Huntington
was a thing to be idly esteemed? Did you
believe that I loved as boys lore, with
lore which a new face would change? Or
what thought you of me, Isabel, that I have
been treated thus? I ask with no desire to
do •y.ur soul harm, or to disturb in the
slightest degree the unruffled current of
your present destiny. Believe me, I hays
no such motive. I would simply solve a
problem which has troubled me much—per
haps grieved me—and which your former
relationship has left unriddled both in my
heart and brain."
"Edward Huntington, I must not listen to
you—lot me go in!" bat she made no.move•
ment, and stood as before, with her arm
resting on his, beside a vase of heliotrope,
whose rich fragrance melted all the air.
"Nay, stay," he said, "the world seldom
sees so rare a meeting, and I would add' to
my little knowledge, if I could, the key to
the lessons which my love to you has taught
me. But, all jesting apart, Isabelle—fur
give me that I call you by the dear old
name; it will be only for this evening, never
again—l have suffered much, very much,
since we parted. I heard from you only
once. I was lying sick—dying, they said—
with the yellow fever, in Panama. They
brought letters to my room from the mail
which had just arrived. My friend, - with in
tuitive delicacy, selected the epistle which
he thought would prove most welcome to
my poor sick heart, and held it op before
my eyes. I recognized your writing, and
grew strong. It seemed as though by the
strength of my will I triumphed over my
sickness, and the fond words which I read
in this, the only letter I ever received from
you, added to my daily hopes, and I re
covered. Ton must have thought me mod
from the litters Olen wrote, for' y love
.„ .
seemed to grow 'stronger and` stronger with
every new throb of returning life."
"Edivord, did yeu,write to me then?"
The voice of "iny mistress was very lOW
and tremulous as she asked the !question,
and I remarked that her face was asliyinie.
I had made"several efforts to attract Mrs.
Stanley's attention., and'io 'make her aware
of my presence,:until I had imperCeptibly
become so interested in the — conversation
that I had'a natitial desire to learn the
quel; besiides;Ttrulklored my mistress and
thought that 'she inighesome'day""leed nmy
humble friendship; perhaps in this very
matter, so I was silent, and they went on
conversing in low-and very sad tones.
"Isabelle, can it be possible," he rejoin
ed, "that you did not receive the letters
which I wrote you from Panaa?" •
"Never 'a single letter."
"Not one?"
"Edward, I never heard from you &Om
the day ire parted until to-eight. I thought
you dead." • •
-"Great God!' Great God!" was all he said,
and then they were silent for a long time.
At length he i•esumed; but now his voice
hnd lost all the bitterness which it 'had be
fore.
"Now, Isabelle, I can -understand it. - I
can absolve you from all blame. I see it
all—all! Oh! had I but known all• this, to
what better accent might I have turned my
lifel I took up a paper one day in Sari
Francisco, and BIM your marriage. - It near
ly killed me. I was sick, delirious, for
many weeks. Men sneer at an affection
which can thus shatter all of the strength
and mind of their own sex; they call it weak
ness; but when a strong, calm man; is
stricken down with such sorrow, it is ter
rible, terrible. No one knew the cause,
but all my- plans and aims in _life seemed
hopeless, fruitless. I broke up mybusiuess
and went away. I said, time and travel
will overcome this, and I must recover my
manhood. I went to China, to India, to
Peru, to Chili; to Brazil. IVheraver I
went, although I did not court-or care for
her favors, fortune seemed to smile upon me.
At length fate east me again upon my na
tive shore. I went away poor, with a
young heart full of -high aims and bright
hopes, with the consciousness of possessing
the love of a true heart, and with the de
termination to bring back honor, and fume,
and riches; with which to crown it forever
as my own. I came back rich, with a heart
and mind tried and chastened by experien
ces which rarely fall to human kind, with
no one to lore" as a great heart can love, and
with nothing to bind me to any spot on
earth. I canto as a stranger to my native
land, unknown and caring not to be known,
glad that there were some Sew relatives
with whom I might share the bounty which
fortune had given me; and that was done,•
- determined to so you once, only once,.and
then go away, never to return. This was
my intention, and now I see more than over
the propriety and necessity of fulfilling it.
I shall always feel, however, better recon
ciled to my Ate, since I learn that you were
more worthy of my years of devotion than
I have hitherto thought you."
"Edward, this is very, very sad. I can
not, must not say what II would. I have
duties which I may forget, and which any
regret of mine would seem, to render zno
fnithless to. I would not area ask to see
you again. We each must go our separate
ways, and God's will be done."
"Isabelle, I bow to what is'inivitable, but
I go from you a wiser and a better man--
Our absence may be remarked; let us enter
—forgive - me—good bye," and he leaned
over and imprinted a . kiss upon her fore
head. At this moment
_Tighe Macauley
and Dick Dashiels were heard inquiring fur
Mrs. Stanley, and both declaring that they
Were entitled to her hind in the German.—
Theyreached the conservatory just as Mr.
'Huntington drew aside the curtain to en
ter.'
saps Dick Dasheels, "I didn't
mean to spoil tt,ilirtation, but am I not en
titled to the German with you, Mrs. Stnn
ley?"
"By .no manner of means; my dear lady,
did you not agree to lead the German with
me?" broke in Tighe lilicainleyt.
"Really, gentlemen," my 'lady replied, "I
am not equal to the German, and if I have
made any engagement I cannot toll with
which it was."
"It was with me," shouts Tighe Macau
ley.
"By. no rammer of means; I had that hon
or," shouts Dick Dashes]..
I noticed that my lady looked very pale,
and was much surprised when she said:
"Gentlemen, to settle the difficulty you
must get other partners, and I will dance
with my old friend,:kfr. Huntington, if you
will permit me."
"That will answer:" all exclaimed.—
"Lead oft," "lead off"—"room fur the Ger
man;" "room for the German!" and the
music struck up, and• Mr. Huntington and
my lady led the dance. The music was
electrifying and with some forty or fifty
couples upon the floor, the dance was by
far the moat brilliant of the evening. Mr.
Stanley came in from the card-room with
the English banker; they stood near the
conservatory window.
"Your wife is a splendid looking woman,"
the latter said; "she would grace a court.—
Who is that gentlemin (lancing with heri—
They dance well."
"Oh, aka" replied Mr. Stanley, "my wife
$1 . ,50 PEII:72"LIC IN ADVANCE; *2,00 IP NOT IN ADVANCE
isratiier a fine-looltiaz woman.' 'That
,gen
tlematj hem—let me see, I forget hii name
—he is an old ilnrne, I belie've, of my
wife's."
As he uttered , these words, I noticed my
lady, who was passing him with her part,
ner that instant in the dance, faker and
stop, and although Mr. Ifuntington support
ed,
her with, hisarm !wound her waist, she
sank gradually to the floor pressing both
hands upon her heart ,and gasping for
breath. •
In nu instant Mr. Huntington picked her
up in hiS arms as he would a child, and
ordering in a qnick, determined voice for
some one to summon a physician, he bore
her up stairs and placed her upon her bed;
I hurried on tefore and showed him the
way.
The doctors soon arrived and the room
was eleared, for everybody had crowded up
stairs, , zny lady being very much beloved.—
Mr. Huntington had been chafing her bands,
and Clotilde and I had been endeavoring to
bring the circulation to her feet. I felt ,
them growing colder and colder, and
my head, saw that a very Salm expres
sion, as much as to say there was no hope,
dwelt upon the doctor's face. My lady
never spoke again. Mr. Huntington stood
beside the bed, and only the great veins
swelling upon his forehead, and his clench
ed teeth and suppressed breathing, told of
his terrible an ,, uish Otherviise be was
very calm.
Mr. Stanley 'carne up and took her hand;
she smiled faintly, and seemed to recognize
him. He wept like a child. Then she
turned her eyes toward Mr. HUntington
and never took them away, but gazed stead
ily into his until 'the great curtain was
drawn between him and all the earth to her.
We stood very still many minutes, and
then Mr. Huntington leaned over very soft
ly end imprinted a kiss upon her forehead,
and then he went down stairs—we never
saw him again.
Beauty at Billiards:
There is `a s lady in this case
For three days she bad sat Opposite to me
at the table of the -pleasantest - of White
Mountain resorts, (otcourse I give no hint
as to which atat is—tastes differ,) and I had
gradually become enthralled. Her beauty was
dazzling, and her name Tarlingford. For the
first 'of these items I was indebted to my
own intelligence; for the second to the hotel
register, which also informed me that she
was from New York.
I, too, had come from New York; a coin:
cidenco too startling to be calmly overlooked.
Our acquaintance began oddljr. One
morning, at breakfast, I was musing over a
hard-boiled egg, and wondering whether . I
could perforate her affections with anything
like the success which had followed my fork
as it penetrated the shell before me, when I
felt a timid touch upon my toe, thrilling me
from end to end like a telegraph wire when
the insulation is perfect. I looked up and
detected a pink flush making, its way brow
ward on the lovely countenance across the
table.
"I beg your pardon," raid 1, with much
concern.
"It was my fault, sit; excuse me," said
she, permitting the deep flush to deepen ro
sily.
"Shall I pass you the buttered toast?"
said I.
"Muffins, if you please," said sbC, and eo
sweetly that I was blinded to the absence
of sugar, in my second cup of coiner
I was confused by this incident. Many
men would bate concealed their disquietude
by an ntrectation of sudden appetite, or by
bullying the waiter, or by abrupt departure
froth the scone. I did neither. I felt I had
a right to be .confused, and I gloried in it.
Vary soon Miss Tarlingford withdrew, and
I experienced an aching void within, which
chops and fritters had no power to replen
ish.
I opened a chambermaid's heart with a
half-dollar, and the treasures of. her knowl
edge were revealed to me. The beauty and
her party were to remain a fortnight.—
Among her companions there were no males,
except a youthful irresponsibility. End
tennist
• Later in the morning I heard the tinkling
of -the parlor pianoforte. Music has sooth
ing charms for me, though I have not a
savage breast. I drew near, and found Miss
Tarlingford trifling with the keys, those
keys which lock together so many chains of
human sympathy. She rose, and gave - out
demonstrations of impending disappearance.
I interposed:
"Pray continue. lam famished for mu
sic and came especially to listen."
"It is hardly worth While."
"How can you say sof It is I who know
'beet what Inised."
"I will play for pia, then."
And she did. This wa■ wonderful.—
Usually, a long and painful straggle m
ovies feminine acquiesence, on snob occa
sions. Repeated refusals declarations of in
capacity, partial consent vouchsafed and
then waywardly withdrawn, pouting!, bend
tossing!, feeble murmurs of disinclination,
and final reluctant yielding, form the fash
ionable order of proceeding. The charm of
it all is, that the original intention is the
same as the ultimate action. Whale?, then
this folly? Having been Many times wretch
edly bored by this sort of thing, , I was
correspondingly gladdened by the contrast.
Miss Tarliagford played well, and I said
so.
[WHOLE NUMBER 1,540.
"Pretty well;" she answered frankly
"but not-so well as I could wish."
Shock number two. •It is customary it
good society for tolerable performers to dis
avow all praises, - (secretly. yearning • for
more,) and to assail -with invective their
own artistic accomplishments. - Here-was a
young lady who played well, and had- the
hardihood to acknowledge, it. This rather
took away my breath, and a vacuum began
to come under my waistcoat. -
For three blissful days .111iss Tarlingford
and I were seldom separated. Her sister,
a pole, sedate maiden, of amiable appear
ance, and her brother, a small, rude• boy,
of intrusive habits and unguarded speech.
I consented to undergo, for the conventional
necessity. To the mother of the trarlingfords
additional respect seemed due, and was ac
corded.
Three blissful days of sunshine, meadowy
rambles, forest explorations, the majestic
tranquility of nature spiced• with the •sauce
of flirtation, or something stronger.
times we took our morning happiness .on
foot, sometimes our mid-day cestacy.served
up on horseback, sometimes our evening
rapture in an open wagon at two-forty.. .•
The puerile. Tarlingford, interfering at
first, was summarily crushed. Aspiring to
equestrian distinctions, .be wrought upon.
maternal indulgence, until, not without mis-.
girings, maternal anxiety was stifled, and.
with injunctions that we should hover pro
tectingly near him, he was sent forth, a
thorn in our aides. In half an hour ho war
accidentally remembered, and was found tt.
be nowhere within view; so we pursued our
way, well pleased. Ile had dropped•quietly
ofT, at the first csuter, into a miry slough,
and bad returned sobbingly, covered with,
mortification and mud, to the arms of hie
parent. Keen questioning at dinner was
the result.
"Why did you so neglect him?" demand-.
ed fond mamma, adding reproachfully, "The
child's life might have been sacrificed."
"Mother, we looked for him, and. he was
gone. Why did'nt, he cry out?" • '
"So I did," shouted this youth o
speech; "but you two bad your heads to
gether, laughing and talking like anything,
and could'nt hear •I suppose." (With a
juvenile sneer.)
"Oh, fie, Walter! Nov I think yen jrieni
so frightened that you uould,nokspealt4;
"I shall know better than to intrust.hint
in your cure again," said indignant mam
ma, movie who withdrew a blessed Privilege:
"Don't say that, mother; it would. ..1;0A
punishment toe severe," said the. miseltiev
ous little pale' sister, in tones Or pity, rind
her faco'beeming with mirth.
Everybody laughed and .peace, wea,,re.
stored. -
On the third evening misery came,to me
in an envelope post-marked New YOrki' •
"My DEAR. PIMVIN3—I shall be with you
the night after you roceive this. Engage a
room for me. Ilave you seen
,anything of
a Miss Tarlingford, where you are staying?
You should know her. She is very brilliitot
and accomplished, but is" retiring. I ,am
willing to tell you, but it must go no furth
er, that we arc betrothed. Yours, in i'hur
ry, FRANK LattYA.n."
My heart was. as the mercury of a ther
mometer—which is plunged into ice; but I
preserved an outward composure. Turning
over the pile of letters awaiting owners,
came upon one directed in Lillivan's hand
writing to Miss A. Tarlingford, etc., - etc. • ,
To think that a paltry superseription
should carry such n• wel j ght of tribulation
with it! " .
I thus discovered that my lines had fallen
in pleasant places. • I was Selling in a
preoccupied stream, and bad got milines
entangled. • ,
I avoided tbe- public table and -shrunk
from society. During the whole of the next
-morning I kept aloof from the temptations
of Tarlingford, and took to billiards. ' t i; .4
In the afternoon as I sat gloomily in my
room, with feet protruding fronaThe
and body inclined rearward, the,,,Ariericrin
attitude of despair,) the •piano tinkled. It
was the same melody which lad , attracted
me a few happy days before: Strengthening
myself with a powerful reeolution to extri
cate myselt from the bswitchini inileenee
which had surrounded me, I arove,•andweat
straightway to the parlor. Could'itiii that
a beam of pleasure flashed on Mils
ford's face? or was Is deluded gosling: The
latter suggestion seemed the more. credible,
so I cheerfully adopted it.
"We have missed you, Mr. Plovins." said
the fair enslaver; "I hope you have not been
unwell:"
"rnwell?—ob, no, n 0.."
"Yon have not been near me—us, today."
(reprovingly,) "not even at dinner; and the
Lung were superb."
A sudden hope mounted within me.
"Miss Tarlingford, pray excuse me—your
first name, may I ask what it is?"
"Arabella is my name, and" (whispering)
"you may use it, if you like."
"Oh, hideous horror! and this is, what
they call flirtation," I thought. And the
hope which had risen blazing. like a rocket,
went down fitliginotts, like the stick:
Plorins, I will say you are very:—
very inconstant, to be absent all day, thus."
"Miss Tarlingford, it is not inconstancy
—it is billiards."
"Billiards. I adore tbstaL know
nothing-of billiards; women titreerdo. They
are my jay. Pardon Me," tertik inddea
uprising of tint moral mama "I 'bawl . an en
gagement at the billiard-room, and Ishonld
be there." -
El