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From Peterson's Magazine.
MOT A BIT JEALOUS"
CHAPTER |.
BY CLARA MOREToN.

81 see no way OF escape" said Horace
looking up from the volume which la,
open on the table before him. but which
he was not reading; for steadily as hi,
eyes had been fixed upon the page. hi:
thoughts had been far enough away
What is it?"
You promise not TO be angry"
81 promise no such thing. II you are
going TO read me one o! those hum. drum
lectures, that you've got into the way oi
doing lately. promise that will be
angry. / will not submit to be lectured
by any woman, wife or No wife"
"Horace!'' There was shade of re-
proach in the tone.
well. Come, out with it. What
is it?"
81 think you are very unkind to speak
so about il. and call it Iecluring. on
ly wish to tell you some things have
heord about Miss Merlin. and caution
you about your intimacy"
"Caution me" laughed Horace. look
ing little embarrassed nevertheless. -
We'll. that is good one Jealous
again. ha? Have sou forgotten my pref
ty cousin. Kate. whom you were foolish
enough TO think loved?"
Julia'S face crimsoned.
You are always 5ringing that up.
Horace, she said. 81 am sure think
II ungenerous after | acknowledged my
error. Miss Merlin is very different
They say she makes it her boas, that she
can bring any man. married or single, to
her fee, if she chooses
They say edmirs Bile authority -
OF course, everything 'thsy scy is true.
1t you can't find anything better to do
when you are down s,uirs than to listen
20 the scandal mongers. advise you to
keep IN your room. Miss Merlin is "a
woman Of genius; and all their petty gos.
sip will no, prevent her from receiving
The admiration and attention of those
mon who have mind above wax wor k
and do!l-babies."
Tears stood in Julia's eyes. an angry
reply trcmbled on her lips; but control
i!ng herself she only said.
-Oh. Horace, wish we had nsrer
come here. do so want 10 60 back TO
Ashlea."
Very we'll. Any day you choose
have 40 objections"
Julia fairly clapped her hands with
joy.
Are you in earnest, Horace? Can
we so back to Ashlea this very week.
10 morrow?"
You can. said nothing abou, my
self"
Julia's ewes fell, and the tears. she
could no longer repress. rolled down her
cherks
Crying is your only argument, I be
heve, 1t is thrown away upon me. now
that am used 10 il. Come, Julia, de =
.est scenes"
But Julia only cried the harder; and
Horace with frown shut up his book
III no gentle manner; and taking his
broad brImmed Panama from the table.
went out OF the chan Der.
II was al August morning-in the
height Of the season at Saratoga; and
Horace feeling no inclination to join the
group "t louneers on the piazza. saunter-
I'd up and down the hall.
The door of private parior stood
aJar, for the morning was hot and sul,ry.
is that you. Mr.. Clif'ord?" called out
Il voice from within.
Horace stopped in the door way
Il thought you were at the bowling
alley, Miss Merlin."
My head prevented nv going.
wish you would come and prescribe FOR
it. 1t aches terribly"
Horace did not refuse the invitation
He forgot his annoyance in the fasci.
nation of Miss Merlin's society. and she
in the excitement of his rresence-her
terrible headache
Julia. alone in her chamber. thought
over all the annoyance of the past week.
They had come to S,ratoga for change
OF air on her husbands account; he hav-
ing applied himself too closely to his
pursuits: but the time allotted for their
stay had more than expired. and still he
fingered; making his excuse the benefit
he derived from the waters: while Julia
felt but too keenly that il was Miss Mer-
Inns attractions that enchained him.
She had such long crying spell that
morning. that she thought herself unfit
ted to make her appearance at the dinner
table; and when her husband came in to
arrange his toilet. she pleaded her head
ache as an excuse for not accompanying
him to the table.
'You can do ms you choose" he said.
sit is matter of indifference to me"
She looked up proachfully; her eyes
suffused with tears.
81 know il is matter Of indifference e
to you. Horace; but you might have
spared me the pain of hearing it from
your own lips"
"You know we'll enough what mean.' y
he answered, sharply. '.You thought
you were going to punish me by staying
up here; anc wish you to understand
that I am not to be managed IN that
way"
81 thought no such thing. Indeed. you
do me injustice. What has changed you
SOP"
81 am no, changed. The change lies
in you, il there is any. The truth is, that
do not like 10 be iectured every time