Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1848-10-07

this Wild region, with It's eternal pine for
ests, Its frowning, overhanging cra5s, its
4, paths of darkness and terror. But little
had been wanting to render her desperate,
and she was now ready TO rush out into the
) storm to follow her husband, no matter at
, what peril, Turning to glance at the clock
: she raised her eye glass, the only article OF
value carried about her person, and as the
diamond initials wrought upon its golden
case glittered in the blaze, the Younger of
the men leaned eagerly forward, and in his
look she feada horrible confirmation of her
suspicious. Just then a vehicle stopped
before the house, the hounds without re-
commenced their yelpng, a hasty step
sounded upon the piazza, and Tyrrel en-
tered.
When her senses again returned she found
herself upon bed in the adjacent chamber
while her husband was bending over bath
ing her temples The gentlenss of his touch
the unwonted tenderness of his look & man.
ner were inexpressibly soothing, and she
closed her eyes, willing to indulge for a
few moments longer IN sensations so rare
and exquisite. But the remembrance of
the dangers surrounding them aroused her.
10 spring to her feet, and, cinging to his
arm, tell the history of those hours of mi
sery she had passed during his absence,
was but the work of few minutes. He
only laughed at her terrors.
An absolute stranger to fear, this agony
was to him incomprehensible. AT first he
endeavored to reason with her, to quiet her
excited nerves by his own resolute calm.
ness, but finding this in vain, his patience
suddenly gave way, and he peremptorily
forbade all mention of the subject. Her
tears which now flowed in torrents, com.
pleted the overthrow of his good humor,
and turning away he proceeded to inspect
the room in which they were destined to
pass the night.
Near opposite doors, both, by the way,
unfurnished with locks, two couches had
been prepared. But the furniture of each
although scrupulously clean, was of the
coarsest texture, and Tyrrel, delicate as the
most refined woman with regard to all that
approachedh his person, surveyed them with
a disgust that knew no bounds. Notwith-
standing her agony Eva could scarcely re-
press laugh as she watched his elaborate
preparations for the night. A napkin ta-
ken from his dressing case was carefully
spread over the pillow, buffalo robe sur
mounted by his lurred cloak and Two or
more box coats covered the counterpane,
ueaus,i., iaseas '4le,s,;G,llr ar,r;all lnA ,y:.l,
dressing gown and slippers, condescended
to throw his elegant limbs upon the rich
heap of sables and velvets, dropping almost
Immediately into the very deepest ofhealth-
iul slumbcrs.
But for Eva, sleep was impossible. Sit
ting. rather than reclining upon the couch
nearest the door opening into the parlor,
she listened breath lessly to every move
ment of those without Still together they
whispered, plotting, so said her busy fears,
most horrible deeds of bloodshed and vio-
lence. At intervals the murmuring sounds
would hush as though they, they, too, lis
tened, and most terrible was that silence,
broken only by the soft breathing of the
sleeper and the loud beating Of her own
throbbing heart.
Two hours had she passed ihus--she glanc-
ed towards the uncurtained window and 81 Y
that faint light trembled in the cast II
must be dawn, and her pulses bounded ri the
thought. But no, the golden hands of her
watch rested upon the hour of twelve, and the
soft light was the glory of a rising moon.
And up rose the lady of the night, parting
with her white hand the drifting clouds.
The stars frightened, and the wind fled until
the rush of its wings sounded only i'll the dis
lance
| AL o,,1il,la fbOen OorrpnurIyrn yOippS.
Now she could distinguish words, almost un-
connected sentences Presently chair was
pushed back, and some one rose there was
step towards the door, and she bounded
from the couch,-a smothered oath, the sound
of retreatng footsteps, and again all was still.
The outer door was now opened, and she
heard several men enter, shaking the snow
from their ovcrcoats and heavy boots They
took seats by the fire and talked, she could
hear them well, of the GOODNESS of the night,
the clear sky, and the north wind that was
drifting the snow in heaps. across the road
$ and hill side Their loud tones, too, sradu-
ally dropped into whispers, and she crouched
> by the door, listening eagerly, but in vain
Half an hour passed, and with limbs cramp
ed by the uneasy posture from which sht
a had not dared to stir, shivering and gidd,
a with lack of rest, she crept back to the
f couch. A drowsiness which even her ter
o rors could not overcome stole over her. The
: sound of voices came less and less disiincil,
It TO her ears the stars 10 which her eyes wer'
It raised, faded softly, and she slept-but rest
e less, uneasy slumber.
? In slumber, she lay by the wayside, on, D
- that frozen road, icy cold and half senseiess
: Already it crept over her, the fatal sleep, tn
,,g sleep of death, and she struggled to shake
i off, but hopelessly A voice murmured a
ir most at her pillow, "at last, at last sh
ID sleeps.n That was no dream.
~ Springing 10 her feet, again she listene'
r fRan ntnd