Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1854-04-28

tears. 1t would have been difficult for
herself TO analyaed the strange feeling
struggling within her. Thebosom SER
pent, of whose existence she had been
previously unconscious, then would
its first cold coin in her heart, and in
stead of shuddering at its entrance,
and closing its portals on the deadly
guest, she allowed il to wind itself in
its deepest foldings, where its hissings
and writings were no less terrible, be-
cause unheard and un;een. Rosomond
from earliest childhood had been the
object of exclusive devotion from those
she loved. She had never known a
sharer in her mothers love. for unhap-
| PLY she was an only child. The un-
divided fondness of her husband had
hitherto been all that her exacting
heart required. Now, she must admit
an acknowledged sharer of his thoughts
and affections, not as an occasional
visitor, but as constant inmate, an
inseperable companion. The hallowed
privacy of the domestic altar was de-
stroyed, for the foot of the stranger had
desecrated il. She could no longer
appropriate to herself every look and
smile Of him, whose glances and smiles
she believed her own inalienable right.
If she walked abroad, another beside
herself, must henceforth lean upon his
arm. II she remained at home, anoth-
er must also be seated at his side. And
this invasion of her most precious i'm
munities, was not to be endured for
short season, for weeks or months,
but years, perhaps for life. These
new and evil anticipations swept darkly
across. the troubled surface of Roso-
mond's mind, as she gazed on the vary
ing countenance of Eugenia. and won
dered she had never thought her
handsome before. The gratitude and
sensbility that beam.d from her eyes
whenever they turned on her beneiac-
tor, seemed TO be her diseased imagin-
alton the harbingers of warmer emo
ton, and the constitutional ardour and
frankness of her expressions were indi.
cative of the most dangerous Of char
acters. TWAS well for Rosomond that
the recent death Of her mother, was
a legitimate excuse for her pensive-
ness and gloom, as the incipient stage
of the malady that was beginning to
steal into her soul, must otherwise have
been perceived. Cecil, frank, con6ding
and unsuspecting, never dreamed that
every attention bestowed on Eugenia
was considered as robbery TO herself.
Eugenia warm hearted, impulsive and
grateful, as little imagined that the
oyerilowings other gratitude were con
strued into feelings she would have
blushcd to have cherished. Cecil was
passionately fond OF music. Since her
mothers death, Rosomond could not
be prevailed upon 10 touch the keys oI
the instrument, and he was too kind tc
urge upon her u task repugnant to hei
feelings. Blu! when Eugcnia dlscoy.
cred that she possessed and accom-.
plishment capable OF imparling pleas
ure 70. him who had given her III,
means Of acquiring II. she was never
weary OF exercising it. She sang toe
with rare sweetness and power, ant
! never refused TO sing the songs tbs
Cecil loved to hear Rosomond coult
not sing. She had dnovcr mourncd Owe
this deficiency before. butnow she coult
uot bear to think that another shoul,
impart pleasure to her husband. sh,
: had not the means OF bestowing, Sh'
forgot that she had selfshly denied I,
: crafty his taste, In the way she had tn
= power Of doing because Il would hav
, interrupted the indulgence Of her lila
grief.
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