i i WArt : '".-rut: .AMi.fr . VOL. XIII. BLOOMFIELD, TUESDAY, fJ A.NXJA.TlY 2H, 1B7J). NO. C. Hi If : 5i mum&sMmMi& pip. iw VS THE TIMES. An Iudopenunl Family Newspaper, IB PUBLISH OlVHRtTUBBDATBT F. MORTIMER & CO. SUllSOltll'l'ION l'Htl'Ki (W1TI1IN TUB (XWMTT.) One Year 1 21 Sli Month 75 (out or ins COUNTT.) One Year, (PoiraM Inoltidpcl) 11 fit HI Months, (Postage Included) H!i Invariably In Advance I r Advertising rates furniBhed upon appli cation. KorTint Di.ooMnm.n Timm. SNOW-FLAKES. -.llles-af-the-vallcy of the skloB, In throngs that seem unending, The enow-flakes are descending, Hoveling, filling the air with a wide-spread, white surprise. Winter is a dark and dismal wight, A tyrant, too, to many, And welcome scarce to any, Tet for what child of the Tear are thero flow ers more fraught with light T Spring about her feet strews wind-flowers fair, And Bummer brings red roses i Blue aetors Fall discloses But for bleak Winter bloom these when the woods and meads are bare. II. Lllles-of-the-valley of the skies, Perfumelees, fresh, unwrlnkled, By angel-hands are sprinkled Over the bosom of earth that all cold and corpse-like lies. Like the daughter of the grieving Jew, For her there has been weeping, But she's not dead, but sleeping, Whom as In winding-sheet gently these llll wrap from view. Though the day a dim death-chamber seems, And all Is bushed around her, Tet 'tis but sleep has bound her Pulse the life in her veins, and her soul Is soothed with dreams. III. Lllles-of-tbe-vallcy of the skies, Without yau care would cumber The earth e'en In her slumber, But the toft pall of your pureness the peace of hyeaven supplies. Streams will soon for Joy about her loap, Birds sing, bee hum, and splendor Of countless bloom attend her, Vanish these sptrit-Uke lilies, and end her wintry sleep. Then when vernal flower again I view, So tender and so fragrant Then will my Fancy vagrant Wander with Memory back In a May-day dream of you. W. I 8U0BMAKBH. STOLEN FROM THE GRAVE, on The Doctor's Wife. CONTINUED. "I DON'T SEE HER." renlles Mr. Charles Wilson ; and with very good reason, for he has not removed his -eyes from Hose and Clarence. Miss Lily Raymond glanced into his face, saw the direction of his eyes, and pouted her red-under lip. The young man had been detailed to show her through the rooms, and he had gone no further with her than to this post of ob servation, where for the last hour or more he had stood as if clued to the cor ner of the cabinet against which he leaned, and had not once looked at the lady on his arm. And yet Miss Lily Raymond was well worth looking at. A pretty blonde she was,with a bright,airy manner, half-childlike, half-coquettish, and wholly charming. She had now been at Doctor Thayer's nearly two months, and bad seen Mr. Wilson every day ; yet this, she thought, with vexa tion, was alt the impression she had made. At length Mrs. Burkhardt felt herself released from her duties, and, turning to take Doctor Thayer's offered arm, she beckoned to Clarence. " Take Rose to see the rooms," said she. But Rose, 'with pretty willfulness, shook her head at him, and put her hand In the doctor's dlnengnRed arm. She hnd begun to see Hint she could do as she plensed. "Very well," Mrs. Burkhardt said, smiling to hide her anger. " I will find another escort, withdrawing her hand. Rose drew bark, blushing. " I will go with Clarence," she said. " Was it very Improper in me, Clarence, to Inko the doctor's arm in thnt way " she whispered, in much distress. " Certainly not. You cannot do any thing very wrong," was the gallant re- ply; "but In a company like this, one lady Is considered enough for one gen tleman. Whom nre you looking for, Rose V" " Oil, it Is no mutter," said Rose, blushing again. She had been looking back to where Charles Wilson stood, still looking after her, trying to hide the pallor of his face under an appearance of gnyety. Her es cort glanced buck, and shut his teeth close together. " Charley and that pretty Miss Ray mond are certainly very much occupied with each other," ho remarked care lessly. " It would be a good match," he went on. "Charles Is a capital fellow, and of course you can recommend your fulr friend." " What has become of the doctor and Mrs. Coolldge V" asked Rose abruptly, stopping to look back a they stepped out on the veranda. " Mrs. Coolldge Is talking with Mrs. General Sumniervllle, about her babies, I'll be bound ; and Doctor Thayer and ray mamma have just disappeared in the direction of the pink boudoir. I wish I could ask you something In con fidence, Cousin Rose," he said, as ab ruptly as she had spoken. " So you can." , "People are talking a little about the doctor and my mother, and I can't find out anything by her. Do you know anything V Do you think they are going to be married V" " I never dreamed of such a thing V" cried Rose starting away from him. "It would be shameful I She is years and years older." " I quite agree with you," said the young man. " I was afraid of it once ; but I feel easier now, since mother is so much less rich. I always thought he would like the place here." They went down Into the gardens, that were Bcenesof enchantment. The foliage had turned with autumn tints, and In the lights seemed to be trees of red and golden flame; the very spirit of starlight, odors, love and beauty, breathed in the strains of muslo that seemed to pierce the air, so penetraring was their sweetness. Lights were clus tered here and there among the groves, and groups and pairs glided like shad ows through the garden paths. The up per terraces were In Jull light from the house, and nearly as crowded as the saloons, the costumes and faces far more picturesqe, since the light, coming only from one side, gave room for shade, and for many a brilliant effect on jewels, feathers and silks. "I don't see how anything on earth can be so beautiful I" exclaimed Rose, clasping her hands. That night Mrs. Burkhardt took leave of her friends with great emphasis. She was about going to Europe for a time, perhaps for years ; and this was proba bly her last meeting with them before starting. Rose was to take possession of the hall in a week. "It will he so large aud lonesome," said Rose pitifully, as they rode home. " Won't you change houses with me, Doctor Thayer, or come and live with me?" It was rather a silent party that drove home to the cottage that night of Mrs. Burkhardt'H reception. Scarcely a word was said till the quiet good-night with which they parted. Mrs. Coolldge was tired, and went directly up-stairs, and Lily, divided between pique and a pain sharper than pique, silently followed her, but lingering a little on the way. Doctor Thayer took off his light gloves, put on an extra, wrap, and stepped out to see a patient near by. The man could scarcely live through the night, and he had promised to look in a moment on his way home from the party. 44 I cannot think of sleep," Rose said, hesitutlng on the threskhold of the )iar- lor. "I am too much excited; and, be sides the night In so fine. Are you sleepy, Charles V" Leaning over the balusters, Lily Itay moud heard the question, arid the. young man's impassioned reply, "I don't care ever to sleep again 1" and starting back went Into her chamber and banged the door after her. "Why, Charles!" Rose exclaimed ; " What Is the matter 1"' "I should be a fool were I to tell you!" he answered, almost rudely ; ami you would be angry with me." She stood In the doorway a moment longer, hesitating, the light of a single lamp that hung from tho celling shin ing softly over her fair, wistful face, looking toward her companion, who had turned his buck, and wus leaning from the open window. The blue-hooded mantle she wore dropped downward from her shoulders, her dress lay out in rich, snowy folds on the carpet. The Btrictness of her training and her nat ural Umldlty inclined her to leave him ; but the recollection of that time so long ago when he hud taken pity on her, and been the only one in the wide world who loved her, and forgot hlmselt in loving, prevented her going. She went slowly toward him, aud after standing a moment near the window where he was, seated herself on a sofa that stood Just behind him. " I am not likely to be angry with you for telling me anything, when I ask you to tell it," she said gently. "I don't want to urge you indelicately; but it troubles me to see you unhappy, and I would gladly do anything to comfort you, If I could." It was impossible to resist those ear nest, affectionate tones. The young man turned from the window and seat ed himself beside her, after asking per mission. She looked kindly at him, and waited to hear his explanation. Our poor simple Rose was not on the lookout for lovers, and every new one was a surprise to her. She had not been brought up to think of such things; she was not able to distinguish between affection and a jealous, exclusive love; she had never in her life read a novel, nor heard a love-story. Now, the most site expected was to hear thut Lily had In some way displeased or disappointed Charles. She was soon undeceived. " Oh,hush! hush !" she cried, putting her hand up to stop him. " You ought not to speak so to me. You know that I am almost a nun ; and if I were not, it would make no difference. And my money makes no difference either. If I wanted any one to to think a great deal of me, and my money were in the way, I would give It all up." She spoke hastily, almost angrily. It was an offence to her to be so approach ed, so sp .ken to. She regarded herself as one set apart, sacred from all earthly ties, only now for a season mingling in wordly gayetles. But when she saw Charles Wilson's head droop, and a deathly paleness overspread his face, her heart relented. " I am sorry to pain you, Charles," she said, in a faltering voice. "I like you very much, and I shall never forget how kind you were to me when I was a little friendless girl." Lily Raymond, sitting at her window up-stairs, beard a step in the entry be low, heard the outer door open and shut, and in a moment more saw Charles Wil son stride down through the garden. Instantly she divined the trouble. In deed, she had expected it. Looking after him, she saw that after walking to and fro in that part of the garden fur thest from the house, he threw himself upon the ground, and lay there with his face hidden in his hands. She had be gun by being angry. "Good enough for him!" she had muttered, when he first went out. "He might have known that she wouldn't have him!" But when she saw him ly ing there, her anger died away. " I cannot bear It!" she said, at length. "I must go to him, if he hates me for it. Poor fellow ! he can't help it if he does love her." Looking from the side window that commanded a view of that part of the grounds, Rose had been standing with her hands clasped to her breast, watch, ing the young man, wondering, in dis tress, what she ought to do, wishing Doctor Thayer would come, half of a mind to chII Mrs. Coolldge. She heard Lily's step on the stairs, saw her glide past the window and down the garden path, saw Charles start to his feet at her approach. The two stood a moment, then Rose saw that while Charles hid his face In his hands and lenned against the trunk of a tree, Lily stood beside him, and after a moment touched his arm with her hand. "Dear little Lily! she will comfort hlin," she sold, with a sigh of rellef,and went lir.uk to her sofa. The lute moon had arisen, and shone in over her, flinging its beams in a sil very mantle over thut pure brow and white-r jbed form. Rose got up and ex tinguished the lamp, then sat down again and gazed thoughtfully out into the night. " I wonder why I feel so unhappy r" she murmured. " I felt so before Charles spoke. It must be because I am doing wrong. I haven't sold my pray ers to-night. Oh, mea " Rising Instantly, she knelt before her sofa in tho moonlight, and,bleRslng her self, folded her hands, and, lifting her pale and spiritual face, went softly and solemnly through with her neglected devotions. Ho Intent was she that she scarcely was aware of the soft opening and closing of the front door, or of the step that went sbrough the entry. But when sho rose from her knees, she saw Doctor Thayer standing In the door of his study, his form outlined against the window behind him. "Oh, I thought it was Charles," she said, as he came forward. " I happened to remember that I hadn't said my prayers to-night, and so I said them right away, lest I should get sleepy." "Are you sleepy V" he asked. "Oh, no, I am wide awake. I think that my first party has excited me. I shall not be able to sleep to-night, and I don't want to try." Doctor Thayer seated himself on the sofa she had left, and presently she took a seat there also. She fancied that he had motioned her to. For a minute he sat looking thoughtfully out into the moonlighted night, seeming to have for gotten Rose; but just as she was getting a little uneasy, and thinking that per haps he wanted to be alone, he turned his face toward her. " How beautiful he la," wus herein, voluntary thought. And, indeed, that fine high-bred face did look beautiful In the softening light that shone over it, and with the added charm of the faint smile that stirred his lips as he looked at her. " I have been mentally traveling back ten years," he said, "and I have been thinking that I should like to ask you something about your experience at that time, if the subject will not be painful to you. In all the gossip and wondering that has been made over your history, you and I have never mentioned it to each other. There was no need we should. There Is no need now, except to gratify a professional cu rioslty of mine. Would you rather not speak of that strange Illness of yours V Rose leaned back in her corner of the sofa,and rested her head upon her hand, shading her eyes; but her forehead shone pure in the light, and the small rlngless hand looked as though carved from ivory. " I remember so little!" she murmur ed, in an agitated voice ; "and yet, all that I knew ten years ago, I know now. My sickness was full of terror. I can recollect that the moment I was left alone, strange little men and women, with ugly faces, used to crowd my room, and seem to threaten me. Mrs. Warren was not, certainly, very tender; but I dreaded to have her leave me at night Doctor Marsden was kind, I think, Once he put his hand on my head, and said, 'Poor child!' But through it all was the thought that if you, or Charles, or Mrs. Coolidge, would come to me, all would be well. Of course I was dellr ious all the time. At last, one night, I heard the doctor say to Mrs. Warren that I was going to die. It filled me me with terror, and I began to scream In my delirium, it seemed to me that they wanted to kill me; and I tried to get out of bed, and run away. I sup. pose I did run across the room, and fall. I had a sensation which even now it chills me recall. It was as though I Wert; fall inc. falllns In ilnrlcnMB. and ! with a sickening horror iu my heart, falling till it seemed as though 1 should fall forever; and then I went out like a flame. The next I knew was a sensa tion of cold, and of being bound so that 1 could not move. I heard sounds, and longed to spenk, and open my eyes; but could not. Then I thought that some one was carrying me. But It was all so dim that tho effort to recall itls like try ing to catch motes In the beam. Then some one else took me, aud laid me on a hard bed, and I felt as though a strong light was shining over me. I could see tho glow of It, though my eyes were shut. I felt quite happy, and believed that I was in heaven. Home one took my hand, and I thought that my moth er had come to meet me. I lay there, and drew that light and warmth to my- ' self, and woke slowly to a new life. It was as though I had been in some terri ble place, and a friend my mother, or some one else had led me out of It, and now all was safe. I opened my eyes, . and saw a face bending over me!" Rose started suddenly forward from her corner of the sofa, and Impulsively held out both her hands. "O my friend ! my friend !" she cried passionately, "it was you who saved my life. Do not forsake me, nor send me away from you!" A flush swept over the doctor's face, at the suddenness of her appeal. He clasped the two trembling hands, and looked earnestly Into the tearful face. " My dear, I never dreamed of desert ing you," he said ; "and as for sending you from me, you will only go to your own, and I hope to see you often. In deed, dear, I am as unwilling to spare' you as you are to go. I shall be lonely here." "Could you not go to the Hall, and live with me, and Mrs. Coolidge, and Lily'" asked Rose, softly touching with her delicate finger-tips one of the hands that had held hers, and that still rested on the sofa between them. As she spoke, she leaned slightly to ward him, then drew back timidly, withdrawing her fingers from his hand. Kind as he was, he was so dignified and unresponsive that .she half feared him. Doctor Thayer breathed quickly, and his eyes scintillated, as he looked at her one instant in silence. This girl was too utterly ignorant. He must put a stop to such solicitations, and, cruel as it seemed, give her a lesson in respect for the world's opinion. " I could live there only as your hus band, Rose," he said, and in the effort to speak calmly his voice sounded cold. " It is not usual for gentlemen no older than I to become the guests of young ladles. The world wonld consider it very improper." She looked at him one instant, with her beautiful eyes dilating with surprise, then a crimson blush rushed over her face, burning like a flame her pallid whiteness, a blush of mlnglod pain and shame. For the first time, the thought came into her mind that she had been bold and indelicate, that she had offend ed and disgusted him, and that there was something shocking In her express ing her affection, and her willingness to love him. That, then, was what his coldness had meant! She sat over whelmed with humiliation. Could It be that he would think she meant to ask him to marry her V The thought took her to her feet as though she had receiv ed a galvanic shock. " You must pardon my childish igno rance," she stammered, half turning away, and not looking at him. And there was a ring of pride, almost of an ger, In her voice. "You know I have had no chance to learn such things." She was going away, but he detained her. " My dear Rose," he said, with sor rowful tenderness, "do not leave me so. Do you think that I an) blaming you? or that I am ungrateful for your affec tion t I only said this to you to save you the necessity of hearing It from somebody else." "She shrank away from him, with drawing the haud he had taken. " You make me think myself mean and unmanly !" he exclalmrd. " Have I Insulted your" 44 No," said Rose, with a drooping head; 44 but you have made me think of things I never thought of before." She glided away from him, aud hur ried up to her room. Doctor Thayer her husband! The thought made her faint.
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