The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1850-05-23

on her bosom while she bathed her temples will
! Cologne.
"No, not all support is lost to you, my child
| Your mother still remains, Louise"
ooh. nv mother but this that you tell me
this that you tell me Ii is too horrible to b
true! but you, you tell it to me! You, who's
word is truth And to doubt your word, my
mother, would be blasphemy"
"Do not sink under this, Louise Your
mother remains to you, my child! You have
suffered cruel cruel wrong, but do not die un
der itn
"Alas Louis! The lost angel himself was no,
more beautiful, more treacherous than LOUIS
Lay me down, mother; ] am weak All over
cannot sit up Lay me down. mother Mrs
Armstrong supported her to one OF the whlte
dmty covered settees, laid her on IT, sat by her,
famed her, bathed her forehead with cologne,
and talked 10 her in a soothing and suboued
tone. Seeing that even with the aid OF these ell
forts she did not revive, Mrs. Armstrong touched
the bell and summoned Kate to bring cordiai.
When Louise swallowed that little falnt color
came back into her cheeks, and she looked up.
Then Mrs. Armstrong said to her, in order not
to lose an inch of ground
"Do you know that | have been to the Isle
of Rays this morning, my daughter 2"
" No, my mother, did not"
"Yes, my child | went there again | went
there to have justice rendered my child
"Justice, Alasl mother, if Louis does not
love me, and loves Susan Somerville, he cannot
help it and there is an end. Nothing can be
done, aud nothing remains to me but--to d'eJ -
"My Door Louise like heart-sick child as you
are! That is not the justice | spoke of. You
know that you were TO have been the mistress OF
that house, Louise, and that you are not that
your former governess is elevated to that dig
nityn
dShe is welcome to it. mother! do not care
about it, OH if you knew how little care for
such distinction, how much loved Brighty-how
willing was that she should take the burden
with the dignity off my shoulders. All now
care for nothing, nothing"
"But cart for you, Louise! |, your mother
feel interested in your welfare. And | say
Louise, that you have been cheated out Of your
affections and your rank, both
"For the latter do not care. Let us talk M
longer of the former, mothero
"Let me conclude, my dear, and then we will
be silent forever upon the subject"
eyes. Silence darkness! quietude death
that is what want, mother p
"Louise, when went this morning to the lsl'
of Rays, was met with refusal defancep
ALAS, motherw
"That affected reconciliation, Louise, was al
piece Of wicked hypocrisy. As soon as de
handed justice for my daughter, was met will
| insult that obliged me TO leave the house"
"Oh mother, do not know what justice W
want / want peace. My very heart is dying il
my bosom, add my mind wanders-wanders-
wanders ~ she groaned, turning her head fror
side to side, uneasy.
"Bs at rest, Louise! Remain with your mother
who loves you | do not hstter and cajole m
child it is true for my affection is as digni6ed a
it is disnterested and enduring"
"There is no doubt about yom affection, a
least, my motherp
"Then you will content yourself to RENAL
with me, Louise ~
ALAS where else should 60, mother? BAG
to nest of -; and yet do love them Brightly
the General, and dearest Louis. And thoug
they should betray me thousand times, canno
help loving them STILL loving them fondly."
TO BE CONTINUED.