Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-02-05

write, but they would be hard to fnd.--
man of business, l will say, the name
and address of that moorland cottage
mayb ascertained.
i 1t was on melancholy day that
crossed those moors last-a quiet day
ON which the sun did not shine or the
wind blow, yet on which something Sob
i bed about tttiilly-now a-far, now a-near.
The country was still ROBBED with snow.
/ Marg'rct received me kindly, and set
tied me by the fireside. She was very
sorry | was leaving; should miss my
visits, and trusted to see me again next
year, better and brighter. ave don't
liveto grieve, you kaow," she added.
/ Not even though we grieve to live
feel the burden of being press more
heavily upon us, day by day. But the
end of the story, Marg'ret."
"Aye, the end of thestory A med
itative pause; then she began: "Mr.
1 Treylynn had been looking so i'll and
sad, and Miss Clara was still SO delicate
that we were all taken back to hear that
the house was to be 50 full of company
at Christmas time. 1t sounded like an
i'll omen, when an old woman who came
to help, meeting the master on the stairs,
remarked to him, with courtesy, thai
the grand doings minded her of his
cousins time, and the gathering on the
Christmas that he brought his beautiful
bride home Save, so hap, there's no
bride now--no bride, less one makes
count of the Snow-Lady. The Snow
Lady II be at work this Christmas Eve
for surer"
How did Mr.. Treylynn receive that?''
81 was by, and couldn't understand
his face. lie looked sharp at the wo-
man, who was only half witted asked
her name seemed relieved when he
heard it, Us if he had feared another
then muttered, No matter-no matter
any way!' or something like that, and
went on saying, Forty years forty
yearsr He was in the habit now OF
talking to himself-he was getting old"
Marg'rct talked slowly and drcamily
to day-and seemed to hnger by the
way.
Christmas Eve came," she proceed
ed. The snow was deep; but all day
| long carriages came rolling over it tow
ard the Hall. Mr.. Treylynn had made
u particular request to Lady Trevor that
she would come early, and assist his
daughter to receive her guests. The
lady was quite puzzled, but she came.
When | went to dress my mistress for
the evening, found lady Trevor sitting
by her dressing room fire, Miss Clara at
her feet, her pretty head resting on her
lap. Lady Trevor kissed my young lady
and went away, givingme a hearty shake
by the hand first
"Spite OF her pale checks, my mistress
looked lovelier than any lady Of them
a'l-only" (and Marg'ret glanced curl
ously at mel ''too much like that white
bride offorty years ago. \
"When the mirth and music were
loudest in the drawing rooms and in the
servants hall, little Viola dashed into
the midst of us, trembling with cold and
eagerness, her great eyes shining with
excitement-some one must goand fetch
in q beautiful lady she had seen out iii
the snow-some one must go. sup
pose ] turned pale, for Roger scoldcd
the child for telling stories. Her COVER
ness took her in charge, and we all
agreed that ii was childish tancy-that
she had been told of the Snow-Lady, and
SO thought she saw her. But my heart
turned sick, could not bear the noise
and hustle, and stole away, Roger fol-
lowing me. We stood in dusky corner
Of the entrance hall, out Of reach of the
flashing freight, and watche to get a
glimpse ofour young lady. Before very
long She and Sir Raymond came out Of
the great room where the dancing was,
he putting her shawl round her careful
and tender. They stopped by wind
ow near me, before they crossed into the
music room, and there talked together
softly.
But Mr.. Ugo soon followed them.
He wished his cousin TO dance the next
dance with him he said, and he took her
hand. Sir Raymond held the other
more firmly " ith his arm, and answered
gently, that Miss Treylynn was engaged
to him for this dance. Mr.. Ugo lost his
| temper, and made some insolent speech.
Still holding her hand, he commanded
her to come with him. He grasped her
wrist, as well as her little hand; she
] gave cry of pain, for the sharp edges
of a bracelet she wore were pressed into
/ her ann. Bitter cause had We for rueing
! thai cry!
Il wasn't natural but that Sir Ray
mond should be ansered, and angered
he was he struck back Mr.. Ugo's arm
fercely, drew my trembling young mis-
trcsS closer, and said she should not 90;
/ he would not trust her with one who was
no gentleman.
Z" If ever Il man looked like fiend. it
was the Italian, as he stepped toward
| the two lovers. ] rushed between them,
frightened, and then Mr.. Ugo said some
words in Sir Raymond's ear, and went
back to the dancing room. caught my
young lady in my arms, "a she went OF
Ill dead faint /; she was still weak from
her illness, poor dear it was the fright
! and not the pain of her bleeding arm.
Sir Raymond brought her into thi,
room; then l babe him GO away, and
did all could to bring her to herself.
I heard the master outside asking for
his daughter, and | opened the door,
and called him in.
q was sorry had done it, when
saw how the shock of seeing her lying
there, still and death-like in her white.
dress, seemed to numb all his senses
with terror. | told him what was the
matter, and what had passed, but didn't
say aught aheat NJ. Ugo's whisper TO
Sir Raymond for, though had caught
few words, hadn't time to think
about them, hardly knew l heard them,
so anxious was ] about my mistress.
Il was terribly reminded of his way
when he found his wife dead, when Mr..