Hillsdale Whig standard. (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1846-1851, 1851-07-01
Result of an hour.
Rr MADAME DE ST REMY.

glorious June sun was shining on the
noble trees of Ormsted Park. The lovely
river which swept past seemed one sheet of
gold. Late rains had rendered the grass
more green. the air more pure. The birds
sung cheerilv, the insect tribes glittered and
buzzed-all nature seemed glad and as If in
harmony. Signs of festal preparation were
profusely scattered round. Tents and mar
quees were pitched in various directions
a temporary pagoda was erect and workmen
hastened hither and thither with looks OF a
lacrity, which told they shared the general
gladness.
The all important coming of ago for the
heir of Ormsted was at hand. George R!V-
ers would be twenty one that day after my
story opens, and that same day his twin SIS
ter, Katherine, was to unite her fate with
ueirhboring Baronet whose character, fami-
Iy and fortune, seemed all suited to those OF
his bride.
For this double festival, the above arrange
monts were making, not with the less alacn-
ty, that the buttery preparations were known
TO include an entertainment for the whole
neighborng village.
Before the house, grooms were pacing
beautiful Spanish Jennet, and two Arabians.
few minutes after. George, Kate and the
lover. Sir Philip Devereux, issued from the
house, equipped for ride.
How lovely she is, thought the mother, as
leaning from her drawing room window she
watched her daughter, accompanied by her
brother and afianced husband, joyously gal
looping across the Park. and as loving as love
ly, how drea-y | shall be without her. Mrs.
Rivers sighed as she spoke, for the approach
ing separation weighed on her mind. She
loved, she was proud of her son. but the
daughter was tenderer tie. The sigh was
however soon chased by smile. Katherine
approaching marriage promised to be both
happy and brilliant; could any mothers
heart remain sad with such a prospect
Smiles and sighs were Doth soon dispersed
by the business of the day, for as Mrs. Ki
vers left the window, her maid entered to say
several trunks had arrived with bridal finery
from London, and the lady repaired to hei
dressing room to examine and criticlse.
Nearly two hours passed; the room wa'
surrounded with all those airy elegsncie
which deck the bridal Of fashionable beau
ty. Mrs. Rivers was examining some splen
did pearls and brillants new set for the oc
casion, when her attention was reused bl
hurried steps and agitated whisperings in th
passage. Hastily opening tho door, she wa
gently pushed back by an old and attacheC
servant A deep groan met her ear.
MY child my Kate! what has happened
cried the agonized mother.
Thrown from her horse, madam, but TAX
heart, she looks worse than she is, the Doc
tor will be here directly.
Mrs. Rivers broke for him and reaches
Kate's room just as her unfortunate brother
laid her on the bed.
Covered with blood. from a large woun
in the head, her right arm crushed to a shape
less mass, the poor girl lay senseless. Tn
mother and brother hung over her in speech
less agony, too much terrified to interfer
with the house-keeper's efforts for revivin
her. At length, wheels were heard, and
moment after, Sir Philip accompanied by III
village doctor and young but celebrate
1Ioudon Surgeon, accidentally with him eI
tered. Mrs. Rivers. unable to speak, clun
90 her son. while the Surgeons examine
the wounds. Afew minutes sufficed to CIV
hopes of life. but the arm must go, amputi
lion alono left any chance Of recovery. b
this timo, Kate had revived and understand
ing what must follow, entreatcd the old Su
goon to remove hor mother; but fhis trit
friend had supported Mrs. Rivers throug
'oc many scenes Of sorrow TO attempt IT, }