The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1859-05-12


looking at everything but her book,
Rosa finding out the difference between
A and x, at her knee, and Susan, with
some sewing, talking to her, while
Archy, mounted on the back of her
chair, demolishing the finery in Susan's
basket. By the way, mother, are you
not making nursery maid of her. Is
she to take care of Archy, and do your
sewing, as well as teach the girls ?"
"It was just a cap wanted trimmed,
and don't know how Archy came to
be there" a-sr5.
Evening fell; Marion was seated in
her own room, tired with her days la
Dor, and sad, sad as she thought of the
change in her life. If we could read
her thoughts, we should see at once the
secret of her life. She loved Harry
Ashley. Bound to him at first by ties
of fervent gratitude, his gentle broth
erly care of her from the time she en-
tered his aunt's house, had ripened this
feeling into deep, intense love, jealously
concealed and guarded. Many times
when he pressed upon her brow the
kiss of affection, had her heart beat and
struggled with emotion almost to burst
ing. He had never spoken one word
of love to her. Always kind and at.
tentive, he was more like a loving
brother or cousin, than one who covet-
, ed dearer name than either. When
he went to Europe, two years before
the time of his aunt's death, he had
for the first time, let fall some words
which Marion cherished as the dearest
he had ever spoken; they we're
"Good bye, Marion dear. Be true
to me. Remember | am your first love
and must be your last. did not bring
you here for any of Aunty's pets to rur
away with"
That was all. Mere jest, Marion
very often thought, and yet the words
were printed on her memory. Who
: that has ever loved does not know how
one phrase, OF some times even one
look will linger on the heart; forgotten
perhaps, while the loved one is near tt
US, yet recalled and dwelt upon whel
absence makes the idol still dearer
Though constantly employed, Marion
had found her new home pleasan
one but now, the return of the sol
e and heir of the house made her situa
!, ton disagreeable. George, thoughtles
: and gay, did not dream that his atten
r tions could be unacceptable to any one
+ and charging Marion's cold replies ant
a guarded manner towards him to he
+ proper sense of her position, strove b,
/ renewed attention to make her sensibl
II of how he entirely overlooked it. Ma
rion, concious of the utter indifference
with which she regarded him, did no
Z understand the praises Mrs. Morto
:, lavished upon her prudence, or tn
cautions she piled her with, not to thin
} that every fattering word from ger
u tlemen was a serious admiration.
Far away from home, Harry Ashle
. was wandering in the Highlands, whe
the news of his aunt's death reaches
o. him. 1t was when he heard of Mar
!. on's forlorn situation, that he frs
e thought seriously of his love for hel
d He had loved her from the first momer
he saw her, though he would hav
{, laughed, had any one ascribed his il
n terest in the little girl to such a potter
y cause. He was wealthy, and had ofte
e dreamed of making her his wife, BIT
y did not speak to her, because he re;
soned that they were all very happ
:" together, and if she did not return hi
e love, it would break in upon the des
1T home circle; perhaps she would leay
l them if he spoke of his passion to he
S. and so deprive him of her presenc,
6 and his aunt of companion. So h
'e never spoke of it, treating her like
d dear sister. Now that she was ca
IN upon the wide world poor and frienc
st less, he determined to go home an
lie tell herhow long and truly he had love
1T her, and if she would not marry him, /
er he could, at least, set aside some of h
lie aunt's fortune for her. He was COZ
W vinced that Mrs. Ashley had intende
ot to provide for the orphan; but, lii
S. many others, she delayed from time
d time carrying this intention into effec
o, until it was too late.
y. George Morton's attentions, in ii
f. meantime, had grown SO offensive to M
ID rion, that she was looking on for anoth'
IS situation, where she could teach, an
" be free from him.
le Again fortuue favored her. Thel
was an old lady, Mrs Grant, who W.