Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1855-03-22

lneY nau scarcely spoken all tue way, loi
the darkness was rapidly increasing. and
they knew that anxious eyes would be
watching for them.
And they were not mistaken. A tall
venerable looking man sat in the porch.
holding newspaper, but evidently think
ing OF anything else. You needed only
one glance at his eyes, still undimned
by aye, 10 know from whom Adelaide in
herited those flashing orbs of hers; and
like her own raven locks had once been the
heavy mass of hair that was swept back
from his lofty forhead; now it was thick
ly sprinkled with the hoar.frosts of many
winter
/ You are late, my children--you ought
10 be m re careful, Kate; these heavy
dews are dangerous. and for YOU PeT;::ou
larry so.
4 am perfectly well now. my dear
father, she replied, tightly pressing her
, lips upon his forehead she passed him.
and better able to bear the dews than
you are TO endure this cool evening air
Let US go into the parlor. We should
have been back long before this time, v
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her sister. eff il had not been for Ade-
laide. She has heen making such terri
Bile threats against George, and | was
obliged to plead for and defend him
I hat detained us
oh. Kate. how can you besides
didn't make the first move toward COM
ing home? | believe you and Theresa
would have siaid on the hill. star gazing,
all night if il had not been for me-"
"Wcll. wei, girls" said Mr.. Linds-
( ley laughing, lit is not worth quarreling
about, as long as on are all back safely.
As for Ada's threats. they wouldn't
brighten me much if was George. Now
let US have some music. i have been
waiting for il an hour"
Kate seated herself at the piano as
usual. and Adelaide took her station be-
side her.
Come. Theresa, we are only waiting
for you"
Theresa, on coming in. had hastily
thrown her bonnet down and betaken her
self to the faTlhest corner q the room,
Never mind me, Kate. can't sing to-
night"
! What is the matter. dear: are you
sick?' asked Mr.. Lindsey. Il like 20
hear you al! sing together"
mo. sir, not sick, only tired. Don't
walt for me girls. | had rather hear you
than TO sing myself this evening"
4 The two sisters sang very sweetly, and
their voices harmcnized perfectly. They
made no pretensions TO super skill, but
they 10th played and sang we'll enaurh
30 plsrse their fsthaEA and re =. a..
ed the evening hour o. music as regularly
as he did his tea. Hates married life
had been so short, that when, after a few
months absence. she returned 10 the pa
ternal roof-paler and more quiet it is
true. ana with the shadow OF bitter
grief yelling the brightness of her eye,
bn. If possible more gentle and lovely
than ever-her father could scarcely ye-
alize he had once given her TO another.
And now that the lapse of q year hao
chastened and subdued the first anguish
Of her bereavement. and he saw her as in
other days, joining Adelaide in the house
hold tasks, and going about her old. ia
most as cheerfuIly as o. yore. he nearly
forgot that she had ever left him.
), Theresa Gordon sat quietly in her dark
corner until the sisters had sang two Of
three songs. and then. stealing softly out
of the room, she went up stairs. As the
Ii ,hi Of the hall lamp fell upon her fea.
lures, you would have seen that her face
} was very pale-there was a strange. al
mosi fierce light in her eye. AID her lfps
were compressed firmly. She had no.
waited to obtain light. but going direct.
, ly to her own apartment, she flung open
the lattice and leaned GU. Of the window
How softly the moonbeams fell around
her, and how the little white summer
house. and its wealth Of roses and honey.
suckles, cleaned in the silvery light
But she did not heed them-she felt IS i
she were sufTocating, and she lay there
silent and motionless. upon the window
, seat until her long, rich curls were DAM
with the night dews. Then when thu
music ceased. and she knew by The sound
. of light footsteps and the hum oc voices
that the group in the parlor would soor
ulc(ONCi ACA oOSSACC, ouC cbOiC oO"n TIC
staircase as quietly as she had assembled
it. and glided unperceived to her sea-
again.
Little did Kate Warren think, as she
laid her head upon her pillow that night
that carelessly uttered, trivial remark
} of hers that day, was to be the means o.
blending dark thread with the web O
Adelaide's destiny. Little did Adelaide
think that she had. indeed, to use Kate
words, "given rival hint on which tc
act" But we must go back little.
Some six years previous to the time
when our story commences, Mr., Linds
ley had received letter from Mr.. Cor
, don. an early friend of his residing at the
, South. begging him to receive under hi
roof, for the next few years, his only
! child, Theresa, and his ward, George Til
| den.
do not refuse me this favor, my deal
. friend.' wrote Mr.. Gordon; my wifei
health has long been declining. and two
months ago We laid her in the grave
My home is desolate--how desolate, y GU
who knew Mary SO we'll. can imagine
better than can tell you; but that alone
would not induce me TO leave it. Bust
: macs Of tho utynocf ip,por<aoca c,lJc ,oe