Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1858-06-26

where the fish we're being preserved, leaving
the ladies alone.
Mr.. Janson came in, but scarcely had be
had time to explain the cause of his absence
at dinner, when a servant appeared and told
him he was wanted
"How tiresome !" exclaimed the hostess.
"a doctors time is never his own" he re.
marked. good humoredly. as it my surgery
boy y he inquired Of the servant.
mo. sir. 1t is a footman from Alnwick
Cottage. He says your boy sent him on
here"
This excited the alarm Of Mrs. Yorke.
Leopold must be worse !" she exclaimed
As it proved to be- Master Leopold was
took worse, the man said, talking nonsense
ard not knowing a word of it. and hotter than
ever. Finch was frightened, and had sent
him for Mr.. Janson
Mrs. Yorke grew frightened also, and said
she must go home Immediately. They tried
| to keep her, aud to soothe her fears. Mr..
Janson said he would go, and make haste
back to report to her. II was Of no use
Neither would she wait till Mr.. Yorke came
| in.
"Theu, if you will al ow me, will be your
escort" said Mr.. Janson.
Indeed | shall be much obliged to you,'
she answered. And hurriedly putting on her
|
dies lending her black silk hood for her
head. She had anticipated returning in the
carriage. 1t was a beautiful night in Sep.
tember nearly as light as day, for the harvest
moon was high, just the night poets are fond
Of consecrating TO lovers; but Mr.. Janson
aud Mrs. Yorke walked along fast, and in Sc.
date composure neither remembering-at
least so far as was suffered 10 appear-that
! they had ever been more to each other than
/ they were now.
! The three gentlemen were strolliug along
the banks Of the h.pond smoking their ci.
gGrs and talking. Suddenly one OF them es.
| pied a couple walking arm in arm on the path
in the higher ground, some distance off.
at looks like Jauson," cried Squire Hip.
grave. That's just his walk and that's the
way he iourishes his cane, too. Who is the
lady wonder? SO ho, Master Jansou
good excuse for not joining us you are more
agreeably employed"
Mr.. Yorke smiled grimly: his eye, keen as
I it was had failed to recognize his wife, for the
hood disguised her. They smoked out their
CIGARS and returned to the house.
Have we not good joke against Janson"
cried Squire Hipgrave. an rate him for
not coming. He's walking about in the
moonlight with some damse on his arm, as
! snug as may be.
"Is he now ?" returned one of the ladies
humoring the joke. "Who can it be ?"
"Ob, some Of our village beauties. Master
Janson has got an eye for pretty girl, l
know, quiet as he seems. He's making love
TO ber hard enough, I'll be bound"
| Then you had better look out, Mr.. Yorke"
laughed Mrs. lliPgraye, 'for the lady is your
own wife"
She had spoken innocently, never for one
| hot har a.,
any Interpretation but that Of Joke to the
ear of Mr.. Yorke. And happily Sue did not
see the livld look, the awfnl expression which
arose to his face. He had turned it to the
window, as if he would look out on the plea
SAINT moonlight.
"How comes it to be Mrs. Yorke ?" ieman-
ded the squire. And bis wife explained
Still Mr.. Yorke did not speak. One of the
party advanced and stood at his side.
"A fine prospect from this window is it
not2'
VERY"
"Will you cut in for whist! How unfortu-
nate TO have our tables broken up! We can
not make two, now. Janson rarely plays at
cards, but | meant to have pressed him into
the service tonight"
al am going home" said Mr.. Yorke.
"Nonsense" said Mrs lIipgrave. Tho
seem to anticipate danger; be said nurses
were easily alarmed"
81 expect he did not dryly remarked Mr.
Yorke. Thank you, not tonight" he added
turning from the cards spread out to him.
Another time"
"Yorkes in fever over that child" cried
the squire, knowingly, as his guest departed /;
Il can read it in his queer manner. Did you
notice how it altered What q nuisance chill
dren must be ! Glad We have got none"
Mr.. Yorke was not in fever over the
child: but MIR. Yorke was in a fever over
something else. He was positively believing
in spite of all improbabilities that the story
of the illness had been got up excuse, got
up between his wife and Mr.. Janson, to in
dulge in this night,walk Of mile and half
And he clenched his hands, and gnashed his
teeth, and strobe fercely along in his foaming
jealousy.
lie stole in at his own gate and recounoi-
tered the house. The general sttng.room
was in darkness, its window open they were
not there. A light shone up stairs in Leo
polds chamber, aud one also in his wiie's bed
room.
lie stole up stairs, stealthily still, and en-
tered the bedroom, his own, jointly with hers
The housemad was turning down the bed
"Is your mistress come home p asked he,
speaking, perhaps unconsciousy to himself,
in a whisper
"Yes, sir; she came in with Mr.. Janson.-
They are with Master Leopold"
Up higher yet, but quietly still, till he
reached Leopold's room. His wife stood
there, at the foot of the bed, her shawl still
on, and the hood fallen back from her head
and Mr.. Jauson was seated on a chair at its
side, Leaning over Leopold. lie lay on his
back, his little face q transparent white, as it
had been lately, and his cheeks and lips o
most lovely pink crimson. His eyes were
wide open, and looked very bright.
"Papaw said he, half raising his head,
when Mr.. Yorke entered.
"l don't see why Finch should have got so
frightened" said Mrs. Yorke to her husband
"He is quite rational now. aud seems but lit
tie worse than he always does when the fever
is upon him."
"What do you mean by thus having sent to
alarm us ?" demanded MIR. Yorke, in sharp.
ly irritable tone, as the nurse entered the
room with her nightlight which she had
been down to fetch. Enlightened, indeed I!
Did you send p
81 never knew any child change So" re-
turned she, almost as irritably as her master.
"He was burning with fever, as bad as ever
he had been days ago, and delirious again. |