The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1858-10-16

'Yes,' answered Isabella. quietly, Il have

forgiven it, almost forgotten it,
'My generous lsabellan he murmured
pressing the warm hand he had taken
'and yet your looks belle the kindness o.
your words. Your manner is constrained
you shrink from me, and those eloquent eye
| love to look into are turned away-bu
you tremblc!-you are again ill--let me sup
port you on this couch!
Isabella hastily extricated herself from thu
arms that so tenderly encircled her, seateC
herself beside work table, and pointing tt
lounge opposite, replied
Il am quite well, now, but have had much
to make me uneasy and anxious since we las
met; listen to me patiently, and will re.
count the circumstances to which allude.
Sir Phillip composed himself into m atti
tude of Observation-Disclosures his fair be-
troth's miserly uncle was dead, and his viii
in her favor likely to be contested. With q
great effort she steadied her voice and fixing
her sorrowful gaze on him
u need not remind You of the very unjust
anger you displayed the other evening, but
after sleep'css night, endeavored to forge,
the annoyance by mitigating the SORROWS OF
others, and left home yesterday morning in
one OF those visits to the poor Of which you
have so often expressed your disapproba-
tion.' ~
Simply for your sake, my dearest,' he in
terrupted. 'While admirins the benev olence
which prompts them, | cannot but feel
alarmed when you expose your health to the
pernicious influence of the unwholsome nj,
in the miserable dens you enter.'
Isabella proceeded
'As was leaving one Of the miserable
dens you described, the mistress of it begged
me to visit young woman residing in one
of her garrets. She was a poor seam<tress,
who had worked very hard to support her.
self and child: but the little one was ILL
dying, the parish doctor said, for want of
fresh air and proper nourishment; nnd, with
her walling babe constantly in her arms, the
unhappy woman could work no lonyer.'
Sir Phillip drew forth his elegant port
monaic, but Isabella rcpulsed it with gest-
ure of disdain, saying
'The smallest of those silver coins is great
er than the average Of her daily earnings, and
the price Of that glittering baublc might
have saved the life of her child,'
q hurried up to her wretched room,'. she
continued, rising in her excitement, and
standing before the perplexed and dismnved
baronet. 'Shc was rocking her moaning in
FAINT, and her song struck achill to my heart.
twas the Spanish air had learned because
you loved it, Phillip. Nay, hear me out!'-
| for he would have risen-.At first, this un-
happy mother seemed s,Aoicious of me; bu,
when she saw wcpt at d1esuherlngs Of her
boy; her own grief bot forth in sobs and
words, and she told me her sad and mourn.
! full history. need not tell her name, nor
that of her betrnyer nor recount the bro
ken premises in the impassioned letters she
showed me. Yet T. little longer she said,
restraining his impntcnce, 'and have done.
| While was there with them, the babe be-
came worse and died.
| And At the remembrance Of the mother
| passionate grief, Isabella covered her face
with her hands, and wept.
! Sir Phillip turned to the window to gain
his self-possesson, and collect his ideas for
the penltcnt speech he felt himself under the
humlliaIing necessity Of making.
| Taking his seat beside his still weeping
mistress
Il deeply regret he said. sthis unfortuu-
ne circumstance, but my Isabella has too
much good sense 10 punish me for events
that occurred before knew the delights Of
a pure and lifelong atfection-eyents, too,
which have bitterly rcpented.'
! Miss GrnncNy remniacd silent, and Sir
Phillip felt constrained to go OF.
! This Is Il most unpleasant subject to dis
cuss with lady, bat my beloved may rest
assured that have IN every way acted hon
orah!y by this young person.
Hrnorably!' isabella repeated with.bitter
emphasis. 4 heard that your steward punc-
tuaIiy do!ed out half Il crown every week for
the maintenance Of vour child; pittance
that has just suthced to afford it shelter.
! When looked around the miserable room,
| remembered with horror and Indignation.
Sir Phillip Deyerill's proud boast, that no
! English gentleman more carefully studied
the comfort of his domestics than himself,
even to provide the stewards table with
wine.
Utterly abashcd, he extended his hand
! imploringiy, aud asked
What can say that will sufficiently ex-
press my sorrow and repentance =
Your actions, not your words.' she quick
ly replied, must prove its reality; for my
self it ouly remains to say farewell:'
'No, mop he exclaimed, you cannot be SO
cruc'
Spare US BOTH she interrupted, 'any fur
ther pain. My resolution is .rrevocablc.- -
Could be prevailed upon to act in opposi-
tion to my conscience, and become your
wife, the memory of that dead babe, the
groans of his forsaken mother would rest in
continual shadow between us and happiness.
| cannot marry u man have ceased to re-
spcct.'
This is Mrs. Manners doing!' he ex-
claimed angriIy; 81 have long seen that in
her sc.fShncss, she has strivcn to disunite
US
Not another wortlp cried Isabella. with
an mperious gesture. 'Iour accusation is
false and unjust. Though would willingly
have spared myself the pam of this inter
view. yet could not bear that even my best
and truest friend should know how low Sir
Phillip DeverilI has sunk in the estimation
of Isabella Grandby.'
He bit his lip, but, restraining the angry
feelings warning in his bosom, he answered.
'lt is evidently useless to attempt to reason
with you now-to-morrow We shull both be
caImer.'
She extended her hand with calm, said
farewell, and they parted.
As soon as the cabrolct drove from the
door, Miss Grandby rang for the butler, an
old and attached servant.
christopher = she said, q wish to leave
England inmedately ly--to- night, if possible;
can you arrange it for me!'
Christopher nodded assent.
Il shall leave my pensioners in your care,
and there is young woman-whose address
/ shall give you-who will be received by
my house'keeper in the country as soon as
she is ready for the journey
Christopher withdrew to make tho hur-
ried preparations for his young lady's de-
parture, and she sought the chamber of her
aunt. Mrs. Manners was seated with her
hands resting on her open Bible; she glanced
anxiousy y at lsabella's perturbed face. That
kind look destroyed the remains of her for
titude, and sinking at the feet of her aunt,
MISS Grandby gave way to Il convulsive burst
of tears. Mrs. Manners was too sensible to
check them, but her tender cndearments at
length restored the weeping girl to com
poSure.
My kind aunt she whispered, Il must
leave here directly; fear my own weakness;
you will 90 with me will you not:'
'Arc you sure,' asked Mrs. Manners, 'that
you are not acting too hastily ?-that you
Will not repent this stcp?' 4
tQulte sure,' replied Isabella. Il cannot
tell Won mora than that Sir pb;li;n oni oro