The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1854-08-04

continued rich man aud everything pros
pered with him. His farm was the most
beautiful in The country; his oxen always
looked so sleek and well.ied his hired help
so diigent, and his barns and storehouses
SO bursting with plenty. ...
A custom ten years standing had rem.
dered j, tho mos, natural thing in The world
for Mary Infeld TO keep house for him
and vel ,he neighbors could we'll remember
the lime when they considered her abode
there something strange and new. The
orphan child of a ruined city merchant,
who. when diving, had no nearer friend
Than Edward Trainlord, Mary was taken al
once 10 his house, and placed under the
care of his maiden sister. But after a few
wears The sister departed 10 home OF her
own: and Mary remained as before, except
iha, she now took Tire whole rhnrre OF the
household, AMI ordered things entirely her
own way. This "way" never failed 10
please her guardian-an office which boast
ed only name-but Mary would no, have
acknowledged, even 10 herself, that the re-
sul was premed,a'ei.
When Mary Iufeld first went 10 live
with The Trainfords, in the full bloom oil
youth and beauty, she had, without know
ing il, a haughtiness Of manner that effect
uallv dslanced her humble.minded guardi'
an who, neither surprised nor angry that
she should, as he imagined, look down uP-
on h,m meekly worshipped his divinity al
respectful distance.
Very beautiful was this naughty idol
eyes that, though generally cas-, down, yet
when lifted from this dropping attitude,
seemed 10 scorch any pair detected IN The
acl of Watching lhem-arms borrowed from
one OF those wonderous statues that we
gaze on in shaded room hung with Grim
son drapery-and features moulded alter
those classic faces that caplivaled Greek
and Roman warriors. ...
Sometimes, when The esquire " sat in
the shade OF bullernut tree during haying
season, Mary would trip of TO him with q
pitcher Of fresh wafer; aud the good man.
who was more familiar with his Bible than
any Of The modern romances, thought as he
marked the curve OF those beautiful arms
in balancing the pitcher on her head, and
the wealth Of rich, dark hair OF Rebecca al
The we'll and then he imagined himself
fastening gold bracele, Oh The snowy
wrist, until he was aroused from his reverle
by Mary's laughing remons,rance, and per.
haps dash OF cold wafer.
Al first The city.bred belle had imagined
herself in love with one Of the "airy nolh'
ings who had hovered around her as moths
seek a blaze; bu, as lime passed, and he
who had sworn fidelity until death" de-
parted with her other friends, Mary began
10 smile a, her past life and gradually
dawned upon her conviction The noble quail.
tiles OF her SO called guardian. lndomitable
pride was The prominent feature in Mary's
character. and The idea of bestoSing an
encouraging look upon tny man who was
no, Oh his knees was monsirosily, not at
once TO bo thought of.
When the young beauty first hlazed upon
his sight, the kind hearted 7" Squire, y
chilled by her proud bearing, had said 10
himself that i, would moi be generous TO tell
her Of his feelings then, for il would seem
TO imply that she was not welcome 10 q
home there upon any other terms; and as
years passed he made up his mind that il
would be an utter impossibili,y for Mary
ever 10 love him, and maenanimously le'
solved no, to let her even suspect his folly.
And Mary did not suspect, il; though whelh.
er she would have called it folly "remains
TO be decided.
In the years that had passed, Mary had
become q thoughtful woman; and lous
communion with Nature had imbued her
with reverential admiration Of the good
aud noble. She beheld Edward Traintord
without the lrappinss Of artificial life, and
felt that, had she given vent 10 The constant
murmur in her heart il would have been
Whittier thou goest, will CO."
Aud so matters stood j.; another proof thai
the world is full OF paper walls. DID,. ....
A cloudless June sun had dawned upon
Mary Infeld's lhiriie,h birthday, and the
first grey hair lay like thread OF silver
amid her clustering braids. She leaned
against the window, aud her still beautiful
cheek was wei with tears.
Mr.. Trainiord rallied her upon her de-
preston a, the breakfast table; and her
lip curled with something OF its old scorn,
as she proudly determined that he should
no, suspect The cause.
II was weary day; one of the longes,
that she had ever known and in the eve-
ming, May sal leaning her head sadly on her
hand, thinking over all those past years,
while Edward Trainiord uoder The preence
Of his newspaper was watching her by The
soft light ot The shaded lamp. The curve
Of that beautiful lip seemed 10 be engIayen
upon his heart and he half ,rembled lest
she should raise her eyes suddenly and
fash upon him the full light Of their scorIl.
One OF the house servants entered the
room and deposited large box directed 10
"Miss Mary lnfeld.n
The "Squire" started up, glad Of an ex,
cuse Tor conversation. .. 80
May open il, Mary! You look toc
tired 10 take The trouble" '.''
Mary gave calm assent and yet she did
feel lille natural curiosity 10 know wha
il contained. Several wrappers Were re-
moved, AID a large cake, with great dea
Of pre,ension in The iroslng was discovered
Mary looked a, her guardian in surprise
aud he looked at her. ..'.'''' .'..'I
"Well, exclaimed the esquire" will
MS PHEASANT lauSn, WIS looks as tHouSi
you were a little girl at boarding school
and your friends were afraid Of your ben.
starved out. It is very kind Of them Ger
lainly."
Bh, Mary was not 10 be put off so. Th'
esquire resumed his search, and soor
brought 10 light letter which Mary care
lessly requested him TO read. !, was from
aunt Higbee and ran thus:
any DEAR MARY-You've bin mos
awful sly, bu, a lille bird has whispered it
my ear that you're goin' 10 be married Il
Squire Trainford, and hopin' that Pm no
TOO late, 've taken the liberty Of maxim
YOU a weddin' cake. had great worl
with the top par, 10 make j, stick, but fyo,
are right keerful, think I'LL last sometime
You might jis, as well have go, marrie'
wears AGO. bul 'spose you both took tim