The Arkansas banner., 1849-10-30
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The BaPeaet's Story,

The Barsaets Story. Inc following story related to me by oic friend. an Irish barOnet, and, far my memory serves, wiil give it to you In his own words: About four months after my marriage, U was my won't, each morning after bfeakEast Co stroll shoal my gardens aud fields. ns,iI. perhaps. o'clock, al which hour l Fetufaed home to enjoy my wife ( society; and when the weather permitted, we oc- casi0nalIy took waIk or ride.
 One moraing, feeling myself not quite well retarned much earlier thau usual, about ii o'clock aad went into the house by Ihc back en rance; as neither knocking nor ringing announced my arrival, my wife was not awaFe of my return. sought her first ia tine drawing room, but not finding her there. proceeded to her bedroom, and, whilst passing through nay dressing-room 10 t, l was surprised by sudden rush 10 the bedroom door, which nsta atty bolted within. distinctly heard low whispering, and, as thought hurried recediDE step; }et, altogether, not kept wait ing more than few seconds. My wifs's maid opened the door. when to my great perplexity, | beheid my wife's usually pale face saffnsed with crimson hiashes. l also detected her maueuvriag .a comb through her hair, to hide, as 1 instantly suspected, her blushes from me, her disOrdered eREls- Nas
 What |. the meaning of all thi,f' thoaght I; .it is strange the maid, too, looks confused and frightened"
 My wife did not hasten to meet me with her usual sahny welcome; thers not one smile to greet At length, recovering herseii littie, she, with hesitating manner, said--" We'll, love, how goes inc farm7"
 But was grieved, for the first time in my life felt that was no, welcome. l felt that something was going on that was not to know, so merely saying, 'l will tell you when we meet in the drawing rOom," l abruptly quilted her.
 Not Knowing whither was going, or why snf tered so sudden, frightful revolution of feeling hurried down stairs, rushed through the hall, the lawn and plnnged into the fir path that leads to sequestered part of the grounds; nor did siscken my pace until l fully a mile from the house, when threw my self upon the green bank by the side of the Fver the most miserable of men. l, who, one half hour before. the hsppi- est of men, now, uaaceoantabiy, anu.terably wretched
 Pride had, atthe moment, prevented my asking sh explanation; that, thought ought to have been given aBsonght; aud determined not to ask Lady
 - why my visit was evidently uuwelcome.
 But heneefo,th, resolved 10 keep a watch upon her. A thousand cruel thoughts crowded upon me, now that discovered there was something which my wife concealed from me; she, whom thought so artless, 90 free from all duplicty.
 At this period had attained nay thirtieth year Lady - was only two years younger than my self hut, from her sweet and girish style of beauty. and gay, happy manner, no one would suppose her more than twenty. She had been edncsted on the continent. knew that, soon sfler leaving school, she had received matrimonial prcposais-lf she had net been actually engaged to a gentleman-before quitting Paris Hitherto, this circumstance had never gven the slightest uaessiness; but now my thoughts involuntarily reverted 10 it; haunted me day and night.
 Between my wlfe and her maid there was an un- usual intimacy owing, understood, to the ls;ter being, what is called, old follower of the family This woman was one of the taIIest | ever saw, and large in proportion; her face was handsome, the features strongly defined, her eyes large, in- tensely dark and penetrating; her long rignglets looked false; in appearance you would have said that she nearer fifty than forty. This person. with Ter erect figure. was. taksn sltogesher, whai many would pronounce very 6ne woman, but somewhat masculine.
 Having described my wife's maid how shall tell you of the horrible suspicion which seized upon my imsgnatIO02
 thought, perchance, this maid-was-her fer eign lover in disguise!
 And yet did not, could not believe t. though the fruitful idea never absenied itself from my brain. To hint such thought to my beautiful Agnes my beloved wife, couid never briag myself. I strove, rather, to banish the idea from my mind az a suggestion of Satan.
 From that day l became much changed, both in the outward and inward man My happiness was gone, my naturally light and cheerful manner gave place 10 irritabity and gloom. Time flew on; days and weeks passed without any particular until one morning, having arranged to accompany gentleman in the netghoorhood on a hshing ex- cursion, informed Agnes that should not return until evening, whea I would bring my friend to dinner. Immediately after break fast, started in dog cart. We had not proceeded more than four | miles when, in turning corner O. the road. boy who shooting spafrows, fired SO near the horse head that he took fright and dashed oil al furious gailop, nor stopped until we were upset into ditch We were compelled to give up our day excursion and, leaving the groom take care of the bruised horse. my friend and walked smartIy home by short cut, and entered the house, after conducting my friend into the drawing-room. hastened up through my dressing room. l found the door wa. l again bolted, and l disiictly heard my wife say with faitering voice, !" He is returHed; we arr 1 discoyered.' The scales fell from my eyes; hat no longer any doubt; my worst fears were realized | Oh, the agony of the moment l staggered back
 few paces. my head reeled, my heart felt barsting and had we'll nigh fallen to the ground, when frenzy of despair aud rage siezcd me, l made ou'
 rush st the door, and roared far instant admliance 1 Agnes opened the door and stood trembling befor | me; her attendant flew to the farthest end of tn, apartment. dashed my wife aside, shouting. ''thi moment quit my house." and darting across th' 1 room, seized my rival by tine throat, laundering 1 forth, confess all or this instant you die." 1 There was a moments pause; oh, the agony o that moment.
 1 Pale as a corpse. Agnes stood irausfxed with hor TOT, gazing breathIessly upon the ,ableea befOr her, whilst. in snifocating accents, my victim sob bed out, ' Oh sir, sir. the fife is in m poor body, have nothing 10 confess. hut-that
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