Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1854-08-30

L IIE WAS Ill.
III am act very we'll, replied:
"Why, thelght T heard Feg at tht
plane, in the paFi@F: AF: Blanchard has
been there seine time:h
T shuddeFea as the4gh With GELD, Sc
nervous was I: Gertrude licked at mE
IiaauiEinglF, thea she pgt her aFm aFegAd
my waist, and said, Dear Aaa:B .
The tears came to nay eyes, i sald
agaiA / was net well, but begged that she
Weuld say nethiag aheut my ladlspeslLlenI
as she9ld seen receiver fFem 1t.
I hege / nay never have to pass such
an evening again. 1--WE or three tines
I found myself laughing leudly and va;
eaAtly, bat was scarce conscious Of aAy:
thing except a heFFible, underlined feeling
that pressed On nay brain and heart. The
gay party seemed like dream that had
ne heleAgiAg to me. Except when il was
unavoidable. Mfr. Blanchard did net ad.
dress me, ,aAd / was tee thoroughly wFeteh=
ed 10 maintain any sheW of dignilg toward
him. I suspect / must have seemed like
enc walking in her sleep,
Once they asked nae to sing. with ht@;
There we're many there whe had heard
eur veiees together, and all lelAed Ia the
wish. Gertrude he been playing, and
had just left the plane, seized her arm
and gasped out, Sc feaaF Gertrude, 4
can't"
have vague idea that she leeked as.
tenished, but she promptly replied fer nae
In iestiRg way,
"f am Ada's physician To night, and /
positively forbid her singing" Then she
added mere seriously, "iRaeed she has
been quite sick, and ought net TO exert
herself"
locked UP to and 1euise watching me
stealthily through her half elesed lashesr
faint smile curling her naughty lips,
Mr., Blanchard and 1enise sang tegeth=
or after / persisted In refusing, To my
feYered Imagination her Yeiee seemed 10
be Rethiag but gushes Of triumph It was
fairly exuItaRt In It's power, When she
arose from the plano she turned over the
leaves Of the music book eaFelessly, then
exclaimed,
"oh, Ada, do sing this-it was
Georges faVprIte before he went away
This little thing Of Mrs, Nerten's Love
Nes,' You sing 1t 80 beautifully"
l know not where Gertrude was, but
she was not there to save me then, !
was pressed on all sides and most Of all
goaded on by the manner OF my cousin,
who locked like beautiful devil as she
stood there and by the lneuIrIRg ieek Of
Horace Blanchard, who / feH was steadl'
y watching me,
seated myself at the piano, and was
Rstonished at my own calmpess, | hnew
mover performed SO welI, sung oM Of
alyself as II we're. Song after song was
called for, and | went on. never fall
tered except as I was turning over the
leaves OF the music book for what wan
ted. With all my exaltatIen ! had dim
consciousness that was swRying the feel
lngs Of all around me, think should
have sung all night, had they asked me,
II had not been,luddenly y recalled to my
self by Ella saying,
"Why, Ada, do believe that you are
beWItehed tonight" and then Gertrude
came up and almost dragged me from the
muslc.steol,
After that, thought tho evening neVoF
would end, AS VIC were leaving the par
Ior to put on our wraps, dropped my
handkerchief. Mr.. Blanchard was near,
and sprang TO pick it up. l bowed as l
took Il, and could not resist looking at
him. He was intently watching me With
puzzled expression, as it he did not IN.
derstaud me yet but he did not speak.
AN after that seems like dream.
just remembered flying to my chamber
when we got home, tearing of my dress
and unbinding my hair, for they seemed
to oppress me so, then throwing up my
window that the chill night afr might re.
fresh me. think passed the rest Of
the night pacing my room, and leaning
out Of the window alternately. Once l
remarked swapping the button from the
throat Of my wrapper as ! gave 1t a pull,
for my mental suffering always produces
the sense Of suffoeation with me.
I saw the grey dawn of the morning
creeping over the city, and closed my
window and threw myself on the bed
Then came the blessed relief Of dream'
less sleep for hours. awoke completely
stupifed. felt as il could not Gssl any
more, or suffer any more,
Under the plea of disposition, which
none seemed 10 doubt, have kept my
room all day, and this writing 70 you,
dear Maggie, has been all the relief have
had. And it has been a relief. oh II
l was only home. feel like sick child
longing for its mother. Yours,
ADA.
New YoAx, May 18th.
feel Maggie. as though should die
il ssaid here, Nothing but home can re.
store me. If you hear OF any Of our friends
in c. who will be in New York soon,
for few days, tell them shall be glad Of
an escort. I dare not write papa to come
for me, for fear Of alarming my mother
and himself.
Ny friends notice my increasing pale
ness. Uncle says am so thoroughly a
a country girl, that he fears the city all