The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1849-06-06
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EMMA DUDLEY'S SECRET,
BY CLARA MORTON.
CHAPTER III.

BY CLARA NORTON. "
CHAPTER Ill.,
"Now speak to me again!-we loved so we'll
We loued-oh! STILL know that still W @ loye!"
Mrs. HEMANs.
! After Cecil Dudley left the house, the me.
mory of Emma's looks So haunted him, that he
could not rest, and he turned his stems to his
dwelling, trying to stihe the thought that he
had been unnece ssarily harsh towards her.
He went directly to her rom, and tapped gent
~ at the door. There was no answer Clasp
ing the silver knob, he turned it gently. She
was not there: The doors of the wardrobe
were open, but it was empty. On the dressing
bureau his quick eye espcd the letters--he
broke the seals. but they gave no clue to her
destination. Wild with grief, he threw him.
self upon her bed, and. sobbed liks a child.--
Keen us was his modification, it was as moth.
ing in comparison with the remorse which that
one upbraiding sentence caused him: He had
been to blanche had expected too much of
one so young--so peited and admired. Him
self sick of the folly and heartessness of the
world, he had expected her to renounce it be-.
fore single pleasure had palled. Bitterly did
he lament his short-slgh ,edness for he saw the
very course he had taken was calculated to
wcan her from him and to foster deception, but
he had discovered it too late! Then came
thoughts of the worlds sneer--he should be
pointed out as "that Mr.. Dudley, 1chosc ,cifc
ran aaray fl ON him." and perhaps some would
even dare to breathe injurious reports respect.
ing her character. Maddcned with the thought,
he rushed wildly from the house, and hasten
ed to Mr.. Ellis, his wife's father.
Scarcely less great was the agony Of the pa.
rent, but it came with such stunning weight
that for time it stupefed him. Mrs. Ellis
went Immediately round to her daughters
house, while Mr.. Ellis and Mr.. Dudley visited
all the depots of the different lines, but found
nothing which could guide them in determin-
ing which she had taken. After day of cease
less and useless toll, Mr.. Ellis returned with
the nearly heart-broken Cecil, to his desolate
dwelling.
Mr.. Dudley entered his wifc's chamber This
time he took up the miniature and opened the
case. The cleaning eyes looked rcproachf full.
ly upon him, and with cry Of agony he sunk
upon the floor.
Mr.. Ellis imm edately went for their family
physician, leaving his wife with Cecil When
they returned he was bled, but he awoke de-
lirious.
'Those eyes!--thosc eyes!' lie would scream
take them away!'
Then again he would talk long and earnest.
ly, pleading for givcness-telling how devo.
teddy he had loved--how madly he had wor.
shipped, but the one alone whose voice had
Y,
even moro intensely than himself, for her rca.
son was not dethroned. The excitement which
had SO buoycd her up the night previous to her
departure, forsook her Immediately after she
left the house. She then felt that all she held
dear in life was buried to her. She wondered
at her pride, and onged to throw hersefat his
feet, and plead plead for forgiveness. But she
had gone too far; she could not return.
After she reached New York. she ordered
hor horr to NO TO- Div,
or boat, which lay side by side with the one
she was on
That doesn't go up the river tonight, Miss;
but that one further along goes in few hours;
shall put your baggage on2' said the porter
she had addressed. Mrs Dudley bowed her
head and followed him. She entered the ele.
CANT saloon Of the Knickerbocker, and taking
u berth, laid down and tried to sleep, but there
seemed to be no rest for her. Hours she la y
motionless, with the damask curtains drawn
closely around her, her open eyes fixed upon
the one little window, and her head throbbing
with intense pain At supper time she drank
the cup Of tea which the unusually kind and
thoughtful chambermaid had brought her, and
this acted as a quictus upon her excited nerves,
and she slept!
1t was morning when she awoke amidst the
hustle and confusion of stoppage at city
wharf She had intended TO have stopped at
some small country town, and, disappointed,
she turned to the chambermaid-
Does the boat 60 no further?' she said.
No, we have reached Albany; but she goes
back to the city to-day
Mrs. Dudley arose, gave her baggage into
the care of the first hack driver who spoke to
her, and followed.
TO what hotel shall drive, Miss?' he said
1T is of no consequ en- ce--any,' she replied
The carriagc at length stopped in front of an
Unlocking, dirty, thirdrate house, and Mrs.
Dudley felt repus nance to enterit. A stage
was directly in front Of the door, and she ask
ed where it was going.
To Springfield, Mss was the reply.
She ordered her baggage to be put on, and
took seat in the stage, which already held
several passengers. She was pale and exhaust
ed, and matronly looking lady upon the back
seat insisted upon her taking place beside
her. Emma leaned back in one corner Of the
coach. Weary and desolate she did indeed
look. The remaining passengers were gen.
tleman, young girl about fourteen, and an
elder brother ofthc last. Mrs. Dudley CLEANED
from the conversation of these two, that they
were returning to school, utter vacation of
four weeks, and that the elderly lady was the
principal female teacher. Emmas dropping
eyes became more expressive as she heard her
remark to the young girl, whom she called
Helen, that she would BIZ disa pponted in not
finding her old music teacher.
| why, has mis- Atwood been getting mar.
ried? inquired the girl, in sorrowful tone.
mo, but she is so ill that her physician gives
no hopes Of her recovery They talked long
while about her many virtues, and at length
Emma interrupted them by timidly asking if
they had as yet procured a substitute.
I'VE have not, the lady answered; do YOU
know Of any one suitable?'
Il was on my way answered Emma, TO
find employment as teacher in music, and as
l am alone. 1 should find much relief in being
able to engage myself with you Her voice
was tremulous as she paused, and they noticed
her agitation.
why, this is very Fortunate remark ed the
lady. in kindly tone Of voice; have YOU been
accustomed to tcach?-you look very Young
mo, have never taught replied Emma
crushing back her tears, and striving to check
the convu. sive motion which was almost chok.
ing her: sa5..g 49, .a.a o.. gil.
| well. you can at isast stop at Glenwood
with US, and if you like the place. We shall nc
doubt agree in other matters
Emma made no reply, but she looked hel
thanks, and the kind hearted lady saw that hef
heart was full-so full that she dared not trust
her voice. After few moments of silence,
unbroken save by Emma's half stifed signs,
the ladv AGAIN smoke s-a .-s,,n..at.- rs.. =