Hillsdale Whig standard. (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1846-1851, 1851-03-04

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that the rooms were being quietly prepared
for more cherished occupant. This sup
position was confirmed. when, curiosity
prompting me TO examine the work table,
saw. exquisi,ely nlaid in cyphel on the in
side OF the lid, the word 'Msueue.'
All this white. the Silhouette remained
! obstinately invisible. For few Sundays
she continued TO go to church, but so thick.
IL veiled that sight Of bei face was impos-
sible. Still he followed; but refrained from
speaking. The time had not come. he
would not offer his rough but honest hand
while yet without home 10 which he could
lead her ~
Poor Bevil had soon TO live on not only 10
silent, but in sighiless despair; the little
black profile ceased to appear not only be-
hind her snowy ransparencies, but bodily
IN Sundays E.ar ihie t;s,,e Devils iut teI
ligent, but sad and thoughtful features struck
me with pity; could not but see that he
was stalking his hopes--his very existence
on cast, which might turn up deadly
blank.
On one occasion, my hopes revived for
him. Ii was towards the close of lovely
summers day. The wheness Of the gos
samer curtains made them dazzle in the sun.
The figure in black approached; and alter q
hesitstlne interval appeared 10 distinct out
line close behind the gauze. All this while.
The sharp cuts Of Bevifs chIse we're audible
in busy succession under me. The Sihou.
eue's eyes only. appeared Just above the
short curtain, darting long, dev0nriug gaze
upon the loiler; they We're red; handker-
chief was pressed closely to her face. The
chisel goes 90 chipping away, without one
in,ermission. would give a quarters sti-
pend if Bevil would only be Idle for see.
ond. and look up; for as the gazer strains her
eyes upon him, tears pour out Of them. and
sparkle in the sun like falling diamonds.--
Presently she sinks into chair. as if over.
come with grief; and disappears. With this
anguish, whatever its immediate cause, I
felt certain that Bevil was connected
Surely this mystery is not impenerrsble,
! will Unravel IT, Accordingly next morn
ing took our opposite peighbors out ofthe
regular order of my visits. criIed, and ques.
toned the woman who rented The house.
learnt that the girls name was Manelte.-
She was an orphan; her father. French
teacher. had died recently in hospital.
Her embroidery was fetched and carried TO
and from the warehouse by my lntotmant,s
husband. Her industry was extraordinary,
and she earned comfortable subsistence
] asked to see her, but was told she admitted
no person whatever into her room. or fla;e,
especially. she concealed her face. with au
apparent dread ofbeing recognized by stran-
gers.
My inquiries, therefore. darkeued rather
than cleared np the mystery. As left the
house. ! observed that my landlord had been
watching. He looked wistfully into my face
as ] passed him on The doorstep, and an
swered his silenl appeal by desiring him to
follow me 20 my room.
very shou conversation proved that all
my observations and deductions had been
correctly made. lie owned everything. Il
was painful TO see fine. muscular, hand
some man, suii'use1 with the shame-honest
shame though II was---ire mblng with the
weakness we only expect Gom Young impuI
sive girls | reasoned with him. showed
him the full risk he ran in naluriog so pef-
lect an ideal out Of mere image; for TO
him Manete was nothing more pointed
out The utter uselessness Of his self imposed
penance. She might be all he thought her:
she might be everything the reverse. How
could he know withour some acquaintance
ship! IL would he madness 10 give isshly
pledge OF marimopy without some proba-
ion
10 the end he promised 10 rry and see
Maneue the following day; and, descending
TO his shop. worked away harder than ever.
Even now see Bevil as, next morning he
stood at the door opposite. His lips quiver;
but his brow expresses firm but anxious
purpose. The woman who admits him tells
him something which surprises and disap.
points him. Manette, for he first time for
a month. had gone out. The next day was
Sunday, and the lover abstdned from intru.
ding himself. On the Monday he had as
ltue success. Ia the evening he consulted
me as 10 what be had better do. Should be
write!
advised him by no means to commit
himself; and offered. If he would wait. I
woud use the influence OF my cloth to OBJ
taio an interview Tor him. When the morn
ing came, Bevil desired TO accompany me.
lie would, he said go himself; but would
feel comfoued aud fortified by the sanction
of my presence.
Accordingly we sailed forth across the
road at noon the next morning. Iwould
not wait 10 hear the answer of the landIady:
but, pushing by the driver Of spring cart
that had just stopped at The house. went
straight up 10 MaDeue's door Bevil follow.
ed. knocked; no answer Not a sound
within. | knocked ag in, and quietly called
her by name. UIter silence. then tried
the door; it yielded, aud we entered.
The picture Of neatness and prettiness
which had drawn as existing behind those
dainty muslin curtains was not realized. Ii
was indeed reversed. The room was IN the
greatest confusion, and uuteosnted. ,Why
you see. Sir said the woman Of the house
who bad nshered the carter up behind us,
Madam selle went away the first hing yes
terday morning. She sold her bits of things
TO the broker (you'll have to get the sofa bed
out OF the window, Mr.. Bracket.) and never
give us no notice 10 a regular way (nos
mind the walls with them .aucepaos, } least
ways not wesk's; but my husband never
went for to charge her, poor thing. Tor she
paid as punclual as The Monday morning
cum-sllays.'
Has she left her present addressr I ask.