New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1847-07-19
CHAPTER XXX.


ALTHOUGH the enchanted house was no more.
and the working world had broken into Il. and was
hammerlng and crashing ant trsmplng and down
stars all day long keeping Diosenes ~ an noes
SAINT parOxy sm Of barking from sunrise % sunset
evidently convinced that his enemy had 60. the
better OF him at last and was then sacking the
premises in triumphant deiiance-there was. At
first. 40 other great change IN the method of Flor
enccs life. At night when the workpeoPle went
away, the house was drcary and deserted again
and Florence, listening 10 their voices echoing
through the hall and staircase as they departed,
pictured % herself the cheerful homes to which
they were returning, and the children who were
waiting for them, and was glad 20 think that they
/ were merry and well pleased 10 90.
She welcomed back the evening silence as an
old friend. but It came now with an altered face
/ and looked more kindly on her. Fresh hope was
/ IN IT, The beautiful lady who had soothed and
caressed her, IN the very room IN which her heart
had been so WIRING was spirit OF promise 70 her
Soft shadows Of the bright lie da~ ming when her
/ fathers affection should be gradually won, and ALL
~ much should be restored, of what she had lost on
/ the dark day when a mothers love had faded with
a mothers last breath on her cheek, moved about
her IN the twilight and were welcome company.
/ Peepng at the rosy children Of her neghbors, It
was a new and precious sensation 10 think that
/ they might soon speak together and know each
/ other when she would not fear. as of old 20 show
herself before them. lest they should be gueyed 10
! see utT IN utr DIhCA dress sitting lilcFt alNut
/ In her thoughts OF her new mother, and in the
/ love and trust overlooking her pure heart toward
! her Florence loved her own dead mother more and
more. She had no fear OF setting up rival IN her
/ breast. The new flower sprang from the deep
/ planted and long cherished root. she knew Every
/ gentle word that had fallen from the lips OF the
beautiful lady sounded % Florence like an echo Of
the voice long hushed and silent. How could she
| love that memory less for living tenderness, when
/ It was her memory OF all parental tenderness and
| love
Florence was, one day, sitting reading in her
room. and thinking of the lady and her promised
visit soon-fOr her book turned on a kindred sub
/ iect-when raising her eyes, she saw her standing
/ in the doorway.
Mamma cried Florence, joyfuly meeting her.
" Come again!
Not mamma yet" returned the lady. with a
serious smile as she encrcled + Florence neck with
her arm.
" But very soon TO be, cried Florence
Very soon now. Florence very soon
Edith bent her head little, so as 10 press the
blooming cheek Of Florence against her own. and
tor some few moments remained thus silent There
was something so very tender IN her manner, that
Florence was even more sensible OF II than on the
first occasion OF their meeting.
She led Florence 10 a chair beside her, and sat
down: Florence looking in her face, quite wonder
ing at its beauty and willingly leaving her hand in
/ hers.
d" Have you been alone, Florence, since / was
/ here lastl
/ .Oh yes 90 smiled Florence, hastily
/ She hesitated and cast down her eyes for her
new mamma was very earnest in her look aud the
/ look was intentIy and thoughtfuly fixed upon her
I face.
/ 'I-I-am used 10 be alone said Florence. Il
I don't mind it at all. Di and pass whole days to
/ gether sometimes Florence might have said,
| whole weeks, and months.
/ .i l. Di VOur maid love i
My do. mamma said Florence laughing
/ Susan is my maid
And these are your rooms said Edith looking
round d" was not shown these rooms the other
day We must have them improved Florence.
They shall be made the prettlest Ia the house
d. III might change them. mamma returned To-
renee there is one up stairs l should like much
better"
Is this not high enough, dear girl asked
Edith, smiling
The other was my brothers room, said Flo.
renee, and Am very fond OF It. would have
spoken 20 papa about Il when came home and
found the w0rkmen here, and every thing changing
/ but
Florence dropped her eyes lest the same look
should make her falter again.
-' but was afraid Il might distress him and
as YOU said YOU would be here again soon Mama.
and are the mistress Of everything, determined 10
take courage and ask you
Edith sat looking az her. and with her brilliant
ewes intent upon her face until Florence raising
her Own, she IN turn, withdrew her gaze, and
turned il on the ground twas then that Florence
| thought how different this lady beauty was from
what she had supposed. She had thought it OF a
proud and lofty Kind yet her manner was so sub
dued and gentle that If she had been OF Florence
own age aud character i scarcely could have in
. vited confidence more.
EXCEPT when constrained and singular reserve
crept over her; and then she seemed but Florence
hardly understood this, though she could not
choose but notice IL, and think about ~ # she
were humbed before Florence, and III at ease
When she had said that she was not her mamma yet,
| and when ( florence had called her the mistress OF
everything there, this change in her was quick aud
I startling and now, while the eyes of Florence
rested on her face she sat as though she would
lave shrunk and hidden from her. rather than as
one about to love and cherish her in right Of such
| near cOnneXi0n.
She gave Florence her ready promise, about her
[ new room and said she would give her directions
/ about il herself She then asked some questions
concerning poor Paul and when they had sat in
conversation for some time, told Florence she had
/ come 70 take her 70 her own home.
We have come % London now my mother and
/ l. said Edith and you shall stay with Us until
/ am married | wish that We should know aud trust
each other, Florence"
3. You are very kind 20 me- said Florence " dear
mamma. How much thank YOU
l. q me say now iil i- AiA- tt- tttI ocsb pppDf
tunity cont nued Edith. looking round 70 see that
they were quite alone, and speaking IN lower
voice. that when am married, and have gone
away for some weeks shall be easier al heart i
YOU will come home here. No matter who invites
YOU 10 stay elsewhere. Come home here. Il IS
better 70 be alone than-whai | wouid say is, she
added checking herself. that know well you are
. best az home dear Florence.
j will come home on the very day mamma
Do So. / rely oa that promise. Vow prepare
10 come with me, dear girl You viii md me down
stairs when you are ready.
Slowly and thoughtfully did Edith wander alone
through the mansion OF which she was so soon 10 be
the adv and rtle heed took she OF al the elegance
snd spiendor II began 10 display. The same In
[ domitabe haughrness Of soul the same proud
scorn expressed in eye and lip the same herce
beauty only tanned By sense Of rs own litIe worth
ana of the little worth Of every thing sro1nf IL
went through the grand saloons and halls mat had
got loose among the shady trees AMI raeea snd
l rent themselves The mimic roses on me a. and
floors were set round with sharp tnorus tHA- tore
her breast in every scrap OF gold 50 dAzzf 70 The
. eve. she saw some hateful atom Of her PatcnAse
/ money the broad high mirrors showed hef al luu
Ienrth. a woman with noble quahty yet dwelling
10 her nature. who was too false 10 her better sell