Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1855-03-29

never written TO me, and think IL very
strange. Do you hear any thing from
Mr.. Gordon. papa ?"
Eyes; told you, you know, when /
was in New York, that he married again
soon after he returned from Europe. He
did not make a very prudent choice, i'm
agine. His wife is but very few years
older than Theresa-and they have new.
er been able 10 agree. l am afraid that
my old friends home is any thing but a
Paradise"
81 am sorry to hear it," replied AIDE
laide. 81 always liked Mr.. Gordon very
much; and used 10 love Theresa, too.-
Bat she certainly neglects us very strange
ly."
"By the way, Mr.. Lindsey" said Mr.
! Fletcher, what has become of that
young man from the sSouth-he was a
ward of Mr.. Gorjon's, | believe--whom
| used 10 SEQ here occasionally? | think
his name was Tilden-Georgs Tilden. or
James Tilden. or something of that sort"
81 have not heard from him, directly,
for long time--not since you were mar
ried, believe. Mr.. Gordon sometimes
alludes TO him in his letters, but says
nothing very definite"
well, your young friends are both
rather negligent. and not any toe CRATE
ful | think. By the way, Ada, did ut
hear once that he was very much in love
with you? 1t seems to me remember
! some such gossip as tha, years ago."
| How .Adelaide's cheek burned, and how
her hear, throbbed! II was one of the
penalties Of the deception she hat nrac-
liced toward Willis. that she was in con-
| stnnt fear OF detection. But the light did
not fall upon her face. and hearing a cry
] from little Kate. who was IN the edjoin-
ing room just then, she flew 10 the cradle,
while her sister replied
IL suppose he was married about n
month after you were-we heard that he
was going to be-"
new subject was broached before
Adelaide returned: anG as she entered The
room, her father extended his hand ind
drew her to his side.
How pleasant this is. my daughter
Come here Kate. and 81. down on This side
and shall almost fancy you are little
girls again, trying TO see which shall
cling closest to papa. You look more
like your mother as you grow older, Ada. ;"
he continued, passing his hand over the
rich. dark hair, that was simply partc on
her forehead, and gathered in a knot be.
hind-''don't you think she does Kaic?"
All! it was likeness percep,ible only
10 the eye of affection. They were as un-
like as mother aud daughter could be; bur
Mr.. Lindsey loved both, and fancied there
was a resemblance between them.
Ii was very late before the family par.
~ separated for the night; and even after
they had all arisen md stood with the
lighted candles in their hands, Mr.. Linds-
ley still fingered as if unwilling to retire
After he had once left the room he re-
turned on some trivial errand, and again
tenderly kissed them
God bless YOU and keep you, nv chill
dren,' he said; 81 do not know but am
foolish, but do not like to leave you this
evening. feel just in the mood for sit
ting here and chatting all night. Blu,
good night once more. all of you and
with his usual smile, even more beaming
and kindly than its wont, he wen, up
stairs.
II was past The usual breakfast hour
when all the family excepting Mr.. Linds-
ley, assembled at The table next morning.
He had not yet come down. They wait
ed ten Or fifteen minutes for him, and
then Kate rang the bell. Still they
heard no movements in his chamber,
which was directly over the breakfast.
room; and after little more delay, Kate
said.
81 will go up and speak TO him. Ii
was much later than usual when he re-
tired last night; and he is probably sleep
ing so soundly that he has not heard eth
er of the bells.
"Why mol let him sleep, Ka,e?" asked
Mr.. Fletcher; "he is growing old now,
and ought to be taking his ease. and as
you say, it was very late when we seper-
ated last night"
"Oh, he never likes 10 sleep later than
this" replied Kate; 'sand besides, he will
be particularly disappointed ifhe cannot
take his coffee with you this morning.
will be back in moment.
They heard her run lightly up the
stairs. trip along the hall. and tap at the
door just above them. There was no
answer. and she knocked again more loud
ly than before.
"Faiher, are you awake?" she called.
Still all was silence. and she softly O.
pened the door. Another moment. and
shriek--so loud and piercing that the
listeners sprang wildly to their feet, and
their hearts stopped beating-rang out on
the clear, still. morning air.
''S,ay here, Adelaide" said Mr..
Fletcher. OBTAINING his wife as she wo'd
have rushed past him. "Let me 60 first.'
But she would not be kept back, and they
entered the chamber together.
The bed was undisturbed, and had ev
identity not been occupied during the night.
The candle was still burning dimly in its
socket--,he long. black wick looked grim
and weird-like in the faint light that
struggled through the blinds. and close
sickening odor filled the room. Mr..
Lindsey was sitting in On arm chair by
the head Of the bed. with his open Bible
upon his knee, and they noticed after.
ward that his finger rested upon these