The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-05-10

s~P"o~ Az WAS Impossible Tor
me to see you then there was no want
of inclination. I dare say, Mr.. Dudley,
you thought me very ungrateful-it was
natural that you should but it was not
co."
~ dare say wo did. not, Miss Day.
burn. Mr.. Dudley is much obliged to
you" But was that meant for reproof
His droll air overcome her reserve, aud
che laughed as merrily as be. They
were talking of old tines-hcr past life,
&C., whom Harrison said:-
You are not married yet, Agnes ?"
and as she replied in the negative, he
added, with smiling earnestness-" You
must consult me about that, Agnes !;
Siguor Trifelleti does exccllently in bis
department; but he is not fit counsel
lor in that line, and you know you are
my protege, too and, indeed, Agnes,
/ always regarded you, from the time
We parted on board the steamer, as a
little straying sister,"
The blush that redeemed her fair
checks was too bright too pass unnoticed
and Harry laughed aud exclaimed =
" That looks guilty, Agnes. 1 am afraid
you're in love already. Come, own up
10 it so Z" The color had subsidized, and
as she replied, her cheek was as delicate
in its hue and hcr manner as compo sed
~ bis own -
81 am afraid am, Harry"--it was
all she said yet strangely enough, that
clear, straightforward gaze secretly dis
turbed him. 1t would have been i'm
possible to have told wherefore he
could not have explained it himself
perhaps it was one cf those subtle spirit
ual perceptions which sometimes come
over US. At any rate it did not place
either of them on better terms with each
other. There seemed all at once to
have sprung up strange reserve {; q
misty veil was floating between them
and thus they parted AS Harry rose
to accompany her to the door, he noticed
her mourning dress, and for the frs
time he received the Intelligence of he
mothers death lie could not bel,
thinking, as he went back to the parlor
of her desolate splendor. Her publi
position was open to all manner of in
suits, misconstructions, and heart burn
ings. She had woman's need an,
requirements, without the privilege of
woman differently situated. He wa
musing upon this, as his eye caught tn
sight of a paper folded in a letter form
upon the carpet, and as he stopped tt
pick it up, he saw his own name writtel
upon it. Thinking it some bushes
paper, he sat down to peruse it; wha
was his astonishment, as be read th,
following:-
"I, Robert Smith, do hereby sertify
that Agnes Day, in bsr own right and
title, IN ny presence, has given into my
hands, Eve thousand dollars, to be paiC
IN quarterly in-talments TO Harrison
Dnd.ey, IN payment of debt contracted
with tie firm of Dudley s. Hunter
&c-- e.
TIE whole affair was clear to him now
the r,aautic honesty which he had mar
velsd ~, was myth. What did he no
eve to her. Everything. He had me
With nothing like this in all his inter
course with the world, nothing so high
soulcd and generous. And the authc
of this deed, was woman, fattered an
followed by the gay world. When tn
first feeling of surprise had subsidized, th
question arose. Why should she d
this :" They had given her not muc
more than kind wishes and sympathy
the by-gone days. 1t was too much fc
gratitude. Could it be love? Th
thought quickencd his pulses, and fusl
ed his cheek like girl, for it was ne
guest in his own bosom. Absorbed {
he had been in the earliest years of h
manhood with his profession, he had 4
time for tenderer emotions--the ol
household affection had been enough I
yet but thousand emotions which ha
nothing to do with fame, fortunes or ii
world, awoke to life. He was foldin
the paper up, when, quick, sharp rir
came at the door bell, and with an il
tuitive perception who it was, he al
swered it himself. His suspicious wei
true-it was Agnes Day who stood b,
fore him. There was bright color
her checks, and nervous tremor to he
lips.
81 dropped paper from my rcticul
have you seen any thing Of it 7" sh
asked, excitedly.
He answered her evosively, and DIRE
her into the parlor, with the remal
that he would search and see if it vi
there but as he said this, she directt
sharp, searching glance at his fac
She could not mistake the expressio
and in voice and manner that was pc
fectly calm, because it was hopeless, 81
uttered .
"You have my secret 7"
He took her hand &C Yes. I ha,