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sumed It's sway, AdeIade's greeting. as
they met at the brcakfast.ia bic. seemed
even more kind than usual; and during
the day she found herself SO steadily nnd
pleasantly employed, that she had no time
TO haTboE dangerous thoughts. But a.
gain and again they returned. and each
Time her resistance was more feeble, till
at last-bul the progress Of our story viii
sufficiently develop the result of The stTug-
gle.
CHAPTER j..
Alas. they had been friends III youth.
I But wh spe-ing tongues can poison truth
CoLERIDGE.
One evening nboui tho middle OF the
following September, George Tilden was
pacing with hasty step the floor of Mr..
Lipdsley's parlor, while Adelaide sat by
the table, carelessly turning over some
engrayings. Her usually colosiess cheek
was even painfully flushed. her eye wore
an anxious expression, end her hand ITEM
bIed SO perez plibly, that she laid down
again the picture she had lifted lFom the
table. A, length the young man paused
in his walk, and addressed her.
"Adelaide, do you still persist in re-
fusing me an explana;ion?"
: ~ tell you, as have told you before,
sir. that / have none TO give"
but you surely cannot expect me TO
overlook, this matter entirely?"
81 expec, nothing from you--noihing
whatever" that is just and honorable
she was about to add, for she was very
much excited, and hardly knew what she
was saying.
'But what am TO believer
Precisely VIVA, you choose to believe,
sir, and, you will allow me TO add, that
it is quite time our conference was end.
ed.1
The color flushed TO George Til6en's
face, and he grosFed her hand imreiuous-
ly: Adelaide Lindsey. YOU do not love
me--und YOU never did"
cit would be very strange if did. after
tho language you have addressed 10 me
this evening. she" replied, striving 10 dis
engage her hand, "and os for the past,
you are a, liberty TO think just what you
please with regard 10 ;haI. VIII you
release my hand, sir?'
"Yes--now and forever" said the
young man, throwing i!angriy from him.
Permit me 10 bid You good evening,
Miss lia6slev."
"Goou evening, MIR. Iiioen. The next
moment Georges footsteps sounded on
! the gravel walk, and Adelaide was slow
~ ascending the stairs on her way 20 her
own chamber.
Just then the curtain vas slightly
drawn from before one of the upper win.
dows, and face. on which many con-
tending emotions were depicted. looked
cautiously out. l. was Theresa; aud af
ter an ins,an, drew back and clasped her
hands softly, but with an exnliant air.
at has worked wellr' she whispered
"He goes early, and his step is not quite
that Of q happy lover. As ] expected. he
was too much excited to approach the
subject nationally, md Adelaide has been
too proud 10 give him aly xplana,ion.-
/ Well, am sure did not tell him any
! thing bu, the truth"
! And she did not in aeords. but that
knowledge was not suihcien, TO prevent
her from feeling greatly relieved when
she RENE mbere that her father WAS now
on his return 10 America, and that very
few weeks would find her again in her
southern home.
The sisters always occupied the same
room, and when Kate entered il about
an hour af,erward, she was surprised 10
find Adelaide there, with her arms folded
upon the table before her. and her fore
head resting upon them. She did not ap.
pear 10 notice her sisters entrance. and
Kate. approaching, lightly touched her
shoulder.
"What, are you here, Adelaide?
thought YOU were in the parlor with
George. What made him go SO early?'
Adelaide lifted her head, her face was
fearless, and perfectly calm. but so pale,
that Kate started back in alright.
"Why, Adelaide, what is the matter
with you? you are as white as sheet!'
Nothing. Kate-I ana perle city well.
"Oh! know better, Ada. let me feel
your hands; why, they are as colo as ice,
and your voice sounds so strangely.
will 60 speak TO father
mo. no, Kate" cried Adelaide. catch.
ing hold OF her dress to deiain her; be
quiet. will you? ! am not sick at all;
bu, have something TO tell you-sIt
down."
Kate obeyed, but with very dissatisfied
air.
Il don't want you ever 10 mention
George Tilden's name to me again, Kate
we have met for the last time"
Hates blue eyes opened wider than ev-
er. and still more incredously. "For
the las, timel Why. Ada, what DO you
mean?"
Just what say. Kate; we have part
ed fore,er."<
! "Oh. Ada, that cannot be! Have you
been qunrreling?' :,
mo, not quarreling. but George
Adelaide's unnatural composure gave
way, and leaning her head upon her sis
ter's shoulder. passionate burst Of tears
somewhat relieved her. Kate kissed her
fondly until her excitement had in meas
ure abated. and then whispered softly
Nov tell me all about it. dear Ada.
am sure your difficulty--if you have
had any--can be arranged"