Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1859-10-20
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THE RUNAWAY MATCH.
A STORY IN FIVE PARTS
BY HESTER HAILIWTII
By HESTER HALLIwELL
CONTINUED. J


the former, bringing with him William FL
liot, who was now a resident at Turnbul
Park
Not long had they been at Wexborougl
this second time. before disagreeablt
feeling, which during the former visit hac
stolen, like a shadow, over Mrs. Eliot's
heart, rose again. Like shadow indeed
for she would not allow herself to notice
ii then. and with their departure had dis
missed from her remembrance never, she
sincerely hoped, to recall it. Yet now il
was forcing i,selfupon her with redoubled
vigor-the suspicion that her husband ad
mired, not in too sisterly way; Mrs. Turn
bull: that there was too good an under
standing between them. Not that Mrs
Elliot feared anything like guilt. Oh, no
Whatever opinion she may have had cause
to form of her husbands laxiiy of morals
during their marriage life, she was perfect.
ly secure in her sisters principles; but tha,
an undue attachment for each others soci-
ely had grown up, was very plain. On
Mrs. Turnbulls part, it was probably moth
ing but gratifed vanity; but Louisa had
never forgotten how Clara had once. when
they were girls al home together, confessed
to something. very like love. for Tom FL
hot She Louisa, had then thought that
his love and admiration were given TO none
but herself; she now Knew that, at least.
his admiration was given to every hand
some woman who came in his way. Few
had he fallen In with SO beautiful rs Mrs.
Turnbull; he WAS at no pains TO conceal
his sense of it, and she repulsed not
the marked attentions of the very hand
some physician. But all this was disa :
greeable to Mrs. Elliot, and as the weeks
of the Turnbull's sojourn at WeXborough
heightened into months. and her husband
passed more of his time with Mrs. Turn
bull, il Jared not only on her feelings, but
on her temper. Existence seemed to pos
sess for her bat two phases; passionate
love for her little baby girl, and jealousy
OF her husband and sister Never vet
had she breathed a word of this unpleas
antness to DR.. Elliot, but she was natur-
ally OF hasty spirit, and the explosion
was sure 10 come
One afternoon, as she stood at her win
dow holding her babe. she saw he Sister
and William advancing down the street.
Then ahe saw her husband approach them,
draw Mrs. iurnbu.l's arm si.hin his, and
lead her IN. William came running up
to The drawing room.
Where Is your aunt, Willy? she said, as
she stopped to kiss him.
She's gone with papa into the consulting
room, Mamma. who do you think is come
TO Uncle Turnbulrs?
Mrs. Elliot did not heed him; she
was listening for any sound from down
stairs. jealousy tornentiny herself with con
lectures what they might be doing, what
talking aboat. Mrs. Turnbull came up
shortly.
| have had The greatest surprise to-day,
Louisa, she exclaimed. Wi o do you think
came by the mid day coach?
Mrs. Elliot answered coldly that she
WAS not likely to guess.
Papa.
Papa; .epeatcd Mrs. Elliot, aroused from
her brooding thoughts,
Papa. | never was moro surprised
We were at luncheon. Tnc servant said
gentleman wanted to see me, aui in walk
ed my father. LII seems he was at Wild
borough. on business for one This clients,
and being SO near. ran over here this morn
ing. But he leaves tomorrow by the ear
i coach, and Is gone now to the Royal
Arms To secure a bed.
Did Willy see him? sighed Mrs Elliot.
Yes. But papa took little notice of him: /:
he never does when he sees him at the
Park. | am going to leave Willy with
you for the afternoon, for his presence al
ways seems to cast restraint upon my
father | wish. added Mrs. TurnbulI. you
would give me glass Of wipe, Louisa;
am thirsty.
Mrs Elliot laid down her infant, and
brought forth decanter of port wine. l,
was the same as that in Mrs. Turnbull's
cellar. Squire TurnbulI having sent
in a present of some to Mrs. Elliot.
| am thirsty too, sad William. Let me
have glass mamma.
Wine for youl exclaimed Mrs. Elliot;
no, indeed, Willy. When little boys are
thirsty, they drink water.
What nonsensel interposed Mrs. Turn
bull. Give the child some wine Louisa.
A half dispute, carried ON good humor-
edly by Mrs. Turnbull, with bitterness by
her sister. The latter handed William a
tumbler of water: Mrs. Turnbull ordered
him not 10 drink it till his mamma put
some wine in it, and William Elliot, SEN
sitive child. stood in discomfort his cheeks
crimson, and whispering that he was not
thirsty then, DR.. Elliot came in.
Did you ever know anything like Loui
sa's absurdiiy to-day? Mrs. T&nbull said
TO him. Willy is dying with thirst | say
put a little drop of wine into that water in-
stead of letting him drink it cold, and she
won't give him wine.
He shall not have wine. repeated Mrs.
Elliot. 1t is improper for him
Nonseusel mustered DR.. Elliot, and pour
ed some wine into the water. His wife S
'aee ana lips turned of deadly whiteness.
with her tho sign of extreme anger; she
caught up the babe and left the room.
i must be going. Louisa. called ont Mrs