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eyes, assure you he thoughtit very tiresome:
he told me 50 when we were coming. And
then the musicl" pursued JGfsy, 'the noise
that they call musicl Sir Edmund says that he
likes no music except my guitar, or tlnte on
the water; andI like none except your playing
on the organ and singing Handel on q Sunday
evening, or Charles WoOdford's reading Milton,
and bits Of Hamlet
DO you call that musicq" asked Agnes
laughing "And yet" she continued, sit is
most truly So with his rich Pasta like voice, and
his fine sense Of sound; and to you, wb0 do no!
greatly love for its SAKE it is doubtless pleas.
ure much resembling in kind that Of the most
thrilling OF melodies on the noblest Of instru-
ments. myself have such qualification in
hearing that vO ce recite the verses Of Homer or
Sophocles in the original Greek--Charles Wood
fofd's reading is music.
"It's music which neither Of You are likely
to hear again" interrupted Mr.. Molesworth,
advancing suddenly towards them ''for he has
been ungrateful, and have discharged him"
Agnes stood as if petrified. "Ungratefull-
oh, fatherl"
"You cannot have discharged him, to be sure,
papa, " said Jesey, always good natured; "poer
OnafltS, Wnab can ne nave uOne1
"Refused your hand, my child" said the son
cry parent; refused to be my partner and an
.in.lSw, and fallen in love with another ladyl--
What have you to say to him nowi'{
Why, really papa, " replied Jessy, "I'm
much more obliged to him for refusing my
hand, than to you for offering it. like Charles
we'll for cousin, but | should not like such a
husband at all; so if this refusal be the worst
that has happened, there's no great harm done. %
And off the gipsey ran--declaring that she must
put on her habit, for she had promised to ride
with Sir Edmund and his sister, and expected
them every minute.
The father and the favorite daughter remain
ed in the conservatory.
"The heart is untouched, however,, said
Mr.. Molesworth, looking after her with a
smile.
"Untouched by Charles Woodford undoubt-
edly," replied Agnes; "but has he really refused
my sisteri'
"UndOubtedly."
"And does he love anotherf"
"He says he does, and believe him."
"Is he loved again2"
"That he did not say"
"Did he tell the name of the lady2P
"Yes."
do you know heri'
"Yes.''
rs she worthy of himi"
"Most worthy"
Has he any hope Of gaining her affectionsl
Oh, he must he must What woman could
refuse himi"
"He is determined not to try. The lady
"a hon, bo lCvos fs ohpua hin, in ouaru Nvou aud
as much as he has counteracted my wishes, it is
an honorable part of Charles Woodford's con-
duct, that he intends to leave his affections un-
suspected by its object"
Here ensued a short pause IN the dialogue,
during which Agnes appeared trying to occupy
herself with collecting the blossoms of cape
iessamine, and watering a favorite geranium
but it would not do; the subject was at her
heart, and she could not force her mind to in
different occupations. She returned to her fa-
ther, who had been anxiously watching her
and resumed the conversation:
Father perhaps it is hardly maidenly to
avow as much, but although you have never in
set words told me your Intentions | have yet
seen and know, | cannot tell how, all that your
kind parrality towards me has designed for
your children. You have mistaken me, dear
father, doubly mistaken me, fit to fill splen-
did place in society; next, in imagining that
desired sucb pleasure You meant to give Y Tessy
and the lucrative partnership to Woodford, and
designed me and your large possessions to your
wealthy and titled neighbor. And with little
change Of persons, these arrangements may
still, fol- the most part, hold good. Sir Ed.
mund may still be your son in law and heir,
for he loves Jessy, and Jessy loves him. Charles
Woodford may still be your partner and adopt
ed son, for nothing has passed that need dimin-
ish your affection or his merit. Marry him to
the woman he loves. She must be ambitious
indeed, if she be rot content with such desti-
ny. And let me live on with you, dear father,
single and unweded, with no thought but to con-
tribute to your comfort, and TO cheer and bright
en- your declining years. Do not let your too
great fondness for me stand in the way of their
happiness Make me not so odious to them
and TO myself, dear father Let me live always
with you, and for you, alwaysyOur own Agnesl"
And blushing at the earnestness with which she
had spoken, she bent her head over the marble
basin, whose waters reflected her fair image, as
if she had really been the Grecian statue, to
which while he listened her fond father fam
cy had compared her.
Let me live siugle with you, and marry
Charles to the woman he loves"
"Have you heard the name of the lady in
question: Have you formed any guess whom
she may bei"
Not the slightest. | imagined from what
you said, that she was a stranger to me. Have
ever seen herr"
''You may see her-at least you may see hel
reflection in the water at this very moment; fol
he has had the infinite presumption, the admi
rable good taste, to fall in love with cousir
Agnes"
"Father!"
"And, now, mine own sweetest do you still
wish to live single with meq''
ooh, father! father!"
"Or do you desire that ] should marry Charlie
to the woman Of his hearth"
"Falher, dear father" -..
Choose, nv Agnes, it shall be as you com
mand. Speak freely. Do not cling around me
but speak.
ooh, my dear father Cannot we all liv
tOgetheri cannot leave you Bat, poo
Charles-surely, father, we may all live togeth
er!'
Add so it was settled, And a very few
months proved that love had contrived better 70
Mr. Molesworth than he had doue for himself
Jessy, with her prettiness, and her title, and he
fopperies, was the very thing to be vain of--th
very thing to visit for day. But Agnes, AM
the cousin whose noble character and splendit
talents so well deserved her, made the pride ant
happiness of his home.
A remarkable railroad accident occurred OF
the indianapolis and Lafayette road few day
ago. Two hand cars were racing, with severa
men on each; the forward car, in passing poin
where common road crossed the track, wa
thrown off the rails and the other came upon i
with its full force, killing three men and in
uring several Others. .--LOu Journal
/ IF How pleasant is a lovely thing littl