The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1858-03-11

seated, the conversation turned, as if by
mutual consent, upon a lady in the neigh.
borhood, by the name of Revere.
As far as it was possible for. ono to
Judge from their conversation, she was a
widow lady, possessed of sufficient means
wherewith to maintain herself, and re-
siding with her friends in the town OF
B.. Her husband had been deceas-
ed about two years, and rumor said she
was receiving the attention of another
gentleman, with view of again select
ing partner for life. How far the lat
ter part of this story was true, time will
develope.
81 cannot imagine what he sees in her
to admire. For my part think his own
wife far superior in point of fortune.-
Poor thing they say she is almost crazy
to think he will act So" began the famous
Mrs. Cummings.
And she pretends to deny that he Wis
its her, does she or that she is on the
slightest terms of intimacy with him ?"
asked Mrs. Taylor.
80! no, not that exactly. But when
| told her what | had heard, she laughed
and said, WHO knows but it is so, Mrs.
Tisdale. have said it was not; but
there are so many who still believe it.,
that | am beginning to think there is
some truth in it myself"
" There, now, you can see that what |
told you was the truth, and she cannot
deny it" answered Madame Shuttle
worth; "and, now think. of it, as |
stood by the window, last night, | saw a
tall man pass our house and turn that
corner; and am sure it was him, for
he had on dark clothes, and was just his
height exactly" t~
:" wonder if she thinks that because
she is Mrs. Revere we are going to al
low thing of that sort to go on right
under our noses. and not say word about
it. Why, the colored woman who wash
es for me said her cousin told her mother
that he saw him come out of there one
night at ten o'clock and even then he
did not go home, but walked down to-
ward Main street so fast that he could
not-keep up with him. to see where he
went.'
"A Judgment will fall upon both their
heads, far heavier than they imagine"
lisped the pious Mrs. 1isdale
Having got thus far, she closed her
lips and looked up at the ceiling, piece
of which had fallen off that morning,
thereby rendering the aid of Mason
necessary. She was calculating the
probable cost thereof, and had just set
tied the smallest amount for which it
might be replaced, in her own mind, when
she was recalled to her senses by a sud
den starting up, and the exclamation of,
"There she goes-therc she goes!" fol-
lowed by general running to the win
dows to see the said noted and notable
Mrs. Revere.
Let us look, also, and see if in her ap-
pearance, there is any trace of the char
acter that has been ascribed to her.
The lady in question was, we should
Judge, about twenty years of age, of mid
die height, with black eyes, dark, curling
hair rather pale, and advancing with
firm and somewhat naughty tread AS
she passed, close observer might have
noticed that she cast the sligtest glance
imaginable towards the windows; but
not turn Of the head, or slightest mo-
tion otherwise, betrayed she was aware
of their presence. She was habited in
dress of black silk, a black moire antique
cloak and dark velvet hat and glance
would suffice to show that she had con-
suited her own taste and sense of propri-
ETY. in every article of apparel. A smile
OF the most supreme contempt fingered
about her mouth and an impatient tap
ping of the fingers against bundle she
carried in her hands, showed, as she re-
ceded from their view, that she had not
been wholly unconscious Of their impu-
dent staring and unlady like behavior.
Helen Revere was the eldest child of
worthy and respected parents; and, since
the decease of her husband, had returned
to her former home, where she still con-
tinued to reside at the commencement of
our story. The secret Of the converse
tion with which we have regaled our read
ers is this: Not far from the house where
lived the parents of Mrs. Revere, there
resided a lady Of not the most amiable
disposition, whose husband and the de-
ceased Mr.. Revere had been on terms of
the greatest intimacy. In word, Mrs.
Elliot was jealous; and, fancying Mrs.
Revere a trife more attractive than her
self, she had tormented herself into the
idea that said lady had been smitten with,
and was about to deprive, her Of the love
and protection Of her deaily beloved nus
band. She took good care, however, not
to keep this to herself, but to the princi-
pal gossip vender of the town she went,