The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1852-08-25
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another hour, Isabella, shall you remain
under this roof, No longer poor sold
ier, thanks to my good sword and my
countrys bounty, your husband has now
both wealth and station to bcstow upon
you,. and happy homo, dearest, now
awaits your presence. Come, my Isabel
Ia. But let lis first seek Mrs. Ellington;
III the prcSCncc Of those to whom she has
dared to SANDER you, will proclaim you
my wifc-thc wife of Col.WaitcrIIowardr
In the meantime, with her usual con-
sunmatc address, Mrs. Ellington had been
! !aboring to regain the confidence Of the
/ Count, and to convince him that Isabella
/ had acted, not from her true sentiments,
but from little spice of coquctry.
SO 10, Count. YOU are little schoolcd in
woman's wies," she said 'if YOU take
her first word thus seriously. Come, don't
be dishcartcncd-I tell YOU she is yours-
yes, yours, believe mo, with the same will
ingncss with which |, her mother, yield
her up to your future protection"
There was so much sincerity in the
manner this WAS uttered as almost reas-
smtI the Count. lie took her hand and
pressed it to his lips.
"Ah, madam, thanks. You inspire mo
with some faint hope that l may be mis-
takcn--yct there was that in the manner
OF Miss Ellington which fear but to well
confirmed her worls,'
"My dear Count, all acting-all pre-
tencc, | assure You. know her better
than YOU do. Why she is as arrant n
little CUqucttC as was ever cmancpatcd
from the thrallom of govcmcss! We
will seek her again Comt-bc not dis
couraGcd by womau's frown"
''AliSS Ellington is now entering tho
room. madam-by heavens, how beautiful
she Is. But who is that tine-looking Off
Ger on whose arm she leans. Now would
lpcril my salvation for one of those sweet
Smilc>.' exclaimed the Count
There was one moment in which Mrs.
Ellington lost her sclf-command-for one
moment the pallor of death chased the
brilliant color from her cheeks and lips,
and she leaned heavily on the arm of the
Count, as if all nerve and strength were
paralyScd-thcn, as suddenly recovering
her SeltposscsSion, she stood firm, with
naughty brow, every evil passion raging
within her breast, to await the approach
of those two beings whose destruction she
had planned, thus suddenly appearing be-
fore her maddcning gaze in all the bright
ness Of love and happiness.
No longer was the face of Isabella pale
and sad. Her every feature was radiant
with joy as, with step light as her heart,
She now trod the rooms, leaning on the
arm of her husband.
On passed the youthful pair-music
breathing its enhancing strains around
them, and the gay throng moved with
mingled wonder and admiration, following
with their eyes and many-whispcred sur
misses their graceful forms.
Your presence here, sir, is an INSULT"
said Mrs Ellington, in reply to the dis
tant salUtatiom Of Howard.
"Pardon me, madam" lie answered
with impcrturbab!c GOODNESS; 81 came but
to relieve you from your maternal charge
of my wife, Mrs. Isabella Howard, and
have now the honor, madam, of taking
my leave. Come, isabella, You have now
husbands heart and home to fee to
pay your parting compliments to Mrs.
Ellington"
"Mothcr, will You not say farew cll?"
said Isabella, offering her little hand.
But Mrs. Ellington turned scornfullv a.
way, and Walter Howard and his beau i
ful bride passed forever from her dwelling.