Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1858-09-09
i NICHOLS, PRoPRIEToRs.l

letters to Kenelm.. If Mrs. Kenelm Cam
eron writes her book as simply and fervent.
| y as Minnie Grey wrote her love-let,ers, it
will do-always provided that, before she
begins it, she quite makes up her mind what
it is to be about . : - - - =. :.
THAT is the puzzle" la
at viii BOT long remain SO, if the book
is destined to oe written. am going from
home; you shall have my address; let me
help sou in any way 4 CAM psy
I | took leave OF her absently, already
PIONEERING What nv book was to be about
I For three days and three nights con-
tinued to ponder this matter. When Kenelm
asked of what was thinking. i blushed,
giving the stupid answer, "Nothrng par
ticular" He looked surprised, but said
nothing further. - .ss,.z
Now, in all that follows, il may seem to
you that if had given the matter playful
turn, and if my husband had trusted me as
he ought to have dune. no unhappiness
would have ensued 1t was not in my pow
er to think of my secret lightly--directly 1
had s''secret from my husband, i turned cow
ard, and became morbidly limid in his pres
ence. Aad he-he did not suspect me of
wrong -doing-it was my want of confidence
towards him that he mourned. l think i
have heard Kenelm say that it is in the
natures acted upon, not in the acts them
selves, that the elements of tragedy and
comedy are contained. | suppose we each
acted as it was our nature TO act.
When those three days and nights of
meditation had proved fruitless, drowned
nv hopes in tears. had found no subject
of which felt competent to treat, 40 cause
to advocate, and / despared.
A day or two afterwards an acquaintance
sent us tickets for a concert: in the even
ing she called for US. My husband was not
well enough to go--I hated to 20 without
him; but he sent me because he thought
that was beginning to pine in too quiet
life. | felt very ungrateful towards the
frienc who carried me off, SO sorely against
my will.
II was 'classical" cphcert of instru-
mental nusic;. loved such music, Yet,
by-and-by found that was not listen ing
to it. | was writing--nay, rather con-
tenplating-my book. 1t cid not suggest
itself to me bit by bit, but seemed to
grasp it all-p!ot, purpose, incidental once.
/ literally hugged myself under cover of my
little white cloak, and said, "This will do"
Exquisite! is it mott" my companion ex-
claimed, thinking had spcken to her in
praise of the music. Her glance dwelt
on my excited face.
Now was only anxious to get home. l
dreaded that might forget. Fortunately
my friend was sleepy during the driye-the
rapid motion continued the excitement the
music had produced. Wien we stopped at
my gate, and the lady woke up to say
&c ood nj ght 81 is,cnished her by the fervor
of my THANK you! you do not know-what
you have done for me-
"Are you such an enthusiast" she asked.
"Had | known it, / would have sent you
tickets before / will remember you in
future-eood- night" q tes zstE-
IIei myseil into the house.I had made
KeneIm promise not to sit up, and had Or
dered Ann to go to bed. How glad was
OF this, F--sF sfs4G t.7zsas e.s.b..--
The lamp and the fire burned in the par
lor, and the little supper-tray stood ready
I had made no noise: stole up to my
room, found Kenelm asleep, locking very
wan and worn; bent down and kissed him
lightly, then ran away. -S-R
g In the parlor sat down to write, and
wrote-hour after hour. When the lamp
went out, | looked up in -consternstion--it
was growing light.
Very carefully | gathered together my
precious sheets; put them within book,
Ia cookery book remember) and hid that
at the bottom of nv workable. l crept to
bed cold, tired, and happy, but did not fall
asleep till broad daylight.
When woke, Kenelm stood by my bed
side with my breakfast upon tray. sis it
i-Iate1' | asked, starting up.
"Nearly eleven, love. DID you enjoy the
concert, Minnie!"
"The concert-oh yes!" Then as / re-
called everything, felt as If he must fnd
out my secret by looking at me, and turned
away yawning.
"Not quite awake yet. sleepy one" he
commented. E4
Howl was to manage to write in tbe day
time was the problem that occupied mt
while dressed. -
When was ready, went to Kene Inn il
his study. "Must you write to-day!'
asked. -.---z-.--- o. .-.-ss 6
ayes, I must. Let US dine at four-l viii
4 write till then. After dinner we will hav,
! a walk Do not feel anxious, love-I an
much stronger
"Can do nothing for you this morningl
/ "NothiLg, dear"
~ He had resumed his pen, and went away
\ We had an unfurnished room 10 our house
II was soon locked into that. spread m
> paper on box, box that had gone wit
:, us on our wedding journey. and Ssspche
upon the floor 20 write. left off jbst ]
lime TO prepare for dinner-to smooth m
I hoir, dip my hot brow in water, and was
THE ink.stains Of my fingers.
: al wanted you TO stitch up my manuscrip
Minnie - Kenelm seid;' "but as didn, fin
; you in the house, contrived to do it mysel
| suppose you have been working in tn
: gprden-too hard, I think; you look flush
ed"
"My face is rather hot. Nov, whel
shall we walk this EVENING"" l asked. an
began to talk hurriedly Of primros es, violet
blue bells. and the probability of our findir
"a them in the fields around. s,5.-