The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1856-12-04

Sayings tnat oroppeu from her, anu haru
er still. from her friend, bore such re-
proachful bearing upon the Incidence and
uselessness of his life, that he felt dis
pleased and irritable.
"a good sign /" said Lille. g Your
cousin will be something yeti I knew
there was good metal there, if you could
but strike the right spot" ISIS
She had been talking to him of the gran
deur of life devoted to the interests of
humanity, self-sacri6cing, active, fearless
of rebuke. She painted the glory of such
a life, as compared with one given up to
merely selfish enjoyment or inactive in
dole nee. He applied all her sayings to
himself, and was vexed with himself and
with her, while he could not but acknow-
ledge that he deserved it, when his life
was so aimless. He could not but own
that his chief purpose was to live for his
own enjoyment-not mental enjoyment,
but purely the enjoyment of the senses.
And now in his few and transient vis-
its to his cousins room, where the two
sat in conclave, he laughingly told them
upon his faults, he began to feel that Lii
| lie Holbrook was woman whom man
might both love and reverence : love, for
her beauty and genuine kindness Of heart,
and reverence for her noble independ-
ence of mere show and fashion.
9. Is not Lilies hair darker since she
came here ?" he asked Margaret, one
morning, when, for great wonder, be
found his cousin alone.
''Much the same as usual, / think" !"
said Margaret. "Quie red. isn't it ?
And what pity it is, when she is so
handsome otherwise"
1t does not strike me as being so very
red, Maggie. At least it is not the color
which dislike so much. 1t seems to me
that it is of that shade called amber by
the poets.'' .-ss.t .s 49,.
No, Aubrey, poor Lilies hair is de-
cidedly red, and she calls it so. She does
not like it any better than you debut
she is too wise girl to quarrel with ma
ture about the shade of her hair"
1t was all in vain. Aubrey grew deep
er and deeper in love NTH Lille. and one
day he made desperate offer Of his
heart and hand, and was refused !
Kindly and gently, it is true, but decided
| ly. And she was the only woman to
whom he had spoken those words, and
she, too, had the very obnoxious hair,
and had refused him
He was absent after this for some time.
Even his father and mother did not know
where he was gone, and Margaret was
quite uneasy. Lille never disclosed to
her friend what had passed between them;
nor did Margaret suspect, when he re-
turned, haggard and miserable, that her
| friend was the cause.
Aubrey had other causes, too, of trou-
BILE. A clerk in the bank with which he
was connect ed, was suspected of wrong.
Aubrey had not left town as they suppos-
ed, but was watching him, unsupported,
night and day, and yet the man escaped
him. The embezzlement covered the
whole amount Of Aubrey's property; and
when he arose the next morning, he was
beggar Much of his fathers proper
ty was in the same connection, and of his,
barely enough was left to secure the old
people against the chances of poverty
Fortunately. Margaret's fortune was in
vested elsewhere. Such was the news
which he had to communicate and he
suffered severely in doing SO.
It's ffkaflufe.r fnereiR8e erheht @as ohfS
one of a series of enormous frauds, prac-
tised by this clerk, and an accomplice, in
which they were successful enough to es-
cape detection, unal it was too late. q
Where are you going, Aubrey ?"
said Margaret, one morning, a week af-
ter this affair, as she saw him come down
stairs with his cloak on his arm and his
valise in hand.
a 81 sail in the next steamer to Califor.
MIA, cousin. I'm going to New York
this afternoon. a a..at
"And never told me until now, Au.
brey / would not have thought it oil
you" 81 aa7 ea3 ss#G so
4" could not bear to talk about my
resolution, Margaret, especially as it was
the first one that / ever made in regard
to business. | have not yet told my
mother s.t a e: -
"Poor auntie +! how will she bear it?''
Poorly enough at FIRST, but she will
get reconciled at last. 1t was no use to
!prolong her suffering, so I am gong
away, and shall then write her just be-
fore I sail. / must not have her tears
shake my purpose, as / fear they will, il
l tell her now" eEa
"And is this to be our good-by ?"
said Margaret, as her cousin pressed hel
hand. "And do you say nothing to
Lille ?"
"Where is she?"
'In the drawing room, alone?
j Aubrey made movement forward, as