The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1852-01-15
NUMBER AZ.

10 i've OHiy III .you' P'o'0"S~
havo bound up my life in your heart, and
are carrying it over ocean and continent!
M, no Z" she continued, " take your eye
off mine What have you spell-bound me
to say, while scorn my very self for the
SAYING Leave NE 20
"In few minutes, Anne, and for long
years, perhaps" he replied seriously
Shall we pat before strangers ?"
One moments struggle, and the barrier
Of pride was overswept by the wild heart
waves She l,aned her head on his
should n, sobbins like terrified, trusting
child :" The words whispered IN those
moments wer. only for the souls that drank
them in
Ann SOILS grew quiet at last, and she
raised her tear-fooded face, subdued and
trusttul.
Edmund's cver-watchful eye gave ono
glance to her disarraneed toilette.
"My dea-, your ruff will be telling
tale that the winds should not whisper J"
he mur.nured, with a smil., pointing to the
warning hand of his repeater.
Anne gathered all the old pride back
into her eye in tw nix ing, raised her un-
trembling h1nds to her head, and smoothed
her ruffled plumag.; then swan-like. she
settled upon the emb cid red sofa, and re-
open d h,r forgotten ook.
81 shall write very soon after l reach
Paris" Edmund W mt on to say "Can you
) secure letter safely"
: "Oh, yes! =" Anne answered, eagerly;
but the blood mounted TO her forehead at
+ tn, implied confession of maneuvring.
e Then. Anne," he began, warmly, but
9 she raised her hand with quick, terror
bo1ing 6 'sture--
K Thcre-there hush !"
! The rustlng of "A silk dress in The ada
b cent hall, though faint as the sigh of
zephyf over the autumn corn, struck on
listening ear like the death knell o dreams.
| The ever self possessed teacher raised his
e pencil prof ssionally, and was vocleerating
/ French rule with perfect sang froid,"
as the door opened to a dowager-looking
: elder sister. She swept in dropping
t courtesy through h.r swinging hoop, in
/. acknowledgment of the extremely ceremo.
D nious inclination Of the young foreigners
head She LOOKED gaunt and grim, like
5 g ncration old picture escaped from its
, frame-the more so that her hair was
drawn tightly back to tn, summit of he.
h .ad, over the organ Of "self esteem,"
as phrenologists fix it, and that chain of
massive gold be ,ds-an heirloom Of ages
gone by-git her bare throat.
"Gnod afternoon, sir" she said in a
patronizing tone. 81 understand from
my sister that you intend leaving town to-
morrow, sir Z"
"Oui, mademoiselle, sans doute."
What, sir :" inquired the lady, lifting
her eyebrows little.
Mlle-that is one thousand pardons,
mad lnoiselIe that wishes to say-cer-
tainly l will depart tomorrow :"
1t was polite whim Of Edmund D.'sto
affect as slight knowledge as possible of
the English language when conversing
wi h his patrons. Perhaps he felt that
was little besiles his accent and idiom to
mark his birthplace and constant qualif-
cation for his post of teacher. Ho was of
Saxon parentage, and though born and
educated near Paris, he had inherited
caste of character decidedly un-French.
The ice of Alpine glaciers had not melted
from his veins under the mellowng sun Of
his nrtivity. He was deeply versed in
national character, however, and could
assume the volatility Of the true French
man at pleasure but in his earnest mo-
ments he was always the, cautious, impul-
sive &c man
"What senseless jargon - exclaimed
Miss X contemptuou>ly. " Mas; but,
mademosclle, | pray your pardons la Ian
gu, Franrais the tongue French-is sup
posed the most polit., the most belle, l., le
beau m md. Mad ,moisele, your sister,
have pleasure aud pride to say, that she it
speaks air ady like one Pai.i ,nne !"
I fear the teachers conscience was
somewhat compromised in paying this CON-