Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-08-01
VOL. V.

i"Se hno~ PfStuio WHICH taoeu On MS waxing
sense was the scene on the crowded race
course, with all its exasperating accessories-
the merciless exultation Of the triumphant ad-
versary-the pbes and laughter of his compan-
ions-,he hoctings Of the mob-to be again ne
Peaied with fantastic exaggeration in the
dreams which troubled and perplexed his brok.
en- sleep. No wonder that the demons Of Re
venge and Hate, BY whom he was thus goaded
should have withered BY their poisonous breath
the hateful life which God had given-have
blasted with premature old age body rocked
with curses to unblessed repoee, 1t seemed,
by his after-confessions, that he really loved
Elizabeth Gainsford with all the energy of his
violent, moody nature, and that her image,
fresh, lus,rous, radiant as in the dawn of life,
increasingly haunted his imagination with Wis
ions of tenderness and beauty, lost to him, as
he believed, through the wiles, the calumnies,
and violence Of his detested, successful rival.
p The matronly person who, few days after
the Christmas following Hornby's arrival a,
Pool, was conversing with her husband in the
parlor of Grange farmhouse, scarcely realized
the air-drawn image which dwelt in the memo
~ of the unforgiving, unforgetting man. Mrs.
Burton was at this time comely dame. whose
enabonPcim contour, however indicative of flor.
i'd health and serenity of temper, exhibited lit
tie of the airy elegance and grace said to have
distinguished the girlhood of Elizabeth Gains
ford. Her soft brown eyes were gentle and
kind as ever. but the brilliant lights of youth
no longer sparkled in their quiet depths, and
time had not only 'thinned her flowing hair
necessitating caps-but had brushed the roses
from her cheeks, and swept away, with his
scared hand, the pale lilies from the furtive
coverts whence they had glanced in tremulous
beauty, in life's sweet prime vet for all that,
and great deal more. Mrs. Burton. have nc
manner of doubt, looked charmngly in the
bright fire blaze which CLEANED in chequered
light and shade upon the walls, pictures. cur
tains of the room. and the green leaves and
scarlet berries of the Christmas holly with
which it was profusely decorated Three of
her children-the eldest, Elizabeth, resusci-
tation of her own youth-were by her side.
and opposite sal her husband, whose frank,
hearty countenance seemed 10 sparkle with
careless mirth.
'Hornby will be here presently Elizabeth,
said he. What disappointment awaits the
rascally curmudgeon! His uncle was a prince
to him.
Disappointment, Henry to receive four
hundred pounds he did not expect,'
'Ay, truly, dame. Lawyer Symond's S son,
Frank, fine, good-hearted young fellow as
ever stepped i'll shoeleather- Lizzie, girl,
if that candle were nearer your face it would
light without a match
Nonsense, father
Very likely. Frank Symonds, was say
ing, believes, and so does his father. that Horn
by would rejoice at an opportunity of returning
with interest the smart score marked upon
his back Extraordinarily years ago
1T was ihoughtless, cruel act, Henry re-
joined his wife, 'and the less said of it the bet
ter. hope the fright We have had will induce
you TO practice better economy than hereto
fore, SO that, instead of allowing two wears in
terest to accumulate upon us, we may gradual
ly reduce the mortgage
That we will, dear, depend upon it. We
shall be pushed little at first; Kirkshaw,
who lent me the two hundred and fifty, can on
ly spare it for month; but no doubt the bank
will do a bill for part of it by that time But
sufficient for the day is the evil thereof Here
is the money for Hornby at all events; and
here at last comes the shrivelled anatomy
hear his horse. Fanny, light the candles.
If Mrs. Burton had consciously entertained
the self-fattering notion that the still unwedded
bachelor who had unsuccessfnlly woed her
nearly quarter ola century before, still re-
tanned feeling of regretful tenderness for her,
she must have been grievously surprised by the
cold, unrecognizing glance which Hornby
threw on her as he entered, and curtly replied
to her civil greeting. That was notthe image
stamped upon his heart and brain. But when
her eldest daughter approached the lights to
place paper and pens upon the table, the flash
ing glance and white quivering lip of the grave
visitor revealed the tempest of emotion which
for an instant shook him. He quickly sup
pressed all outward manifestation of feeling.
and in dry, business tone demanded if Mr.
Burton was ready to pay the interest of the
mortgage.
Yes, thank God, replied Burton, Il am
here is the money in notes of the Governor and
Company Of the Bank of England. Count
them,'
hornby bent down over the notes, shading
his face with his hand, as if more accurately
to examine them, and the glance of bafled
rage which swept across his features was not
observed.
They are quite right he said, rising from
his chair, 'and here is your receipt
VERY good. And now, Hornby, let us
have glass of wine together for the sake Of
old time. Well, well, you need not look 50
fierce about it. Let bygones be byeones, |
say. Oh, if you riH go-go in Gods name
Good night y
Good night
'Baffied-foiledr muttered Hornby as he
rode homeward. Where could he get the
money. Borrowed it, doubtless but of whom!
Well, Patience-patience. shall grip thee
yet, Henry Burton,' And the possessed mar