The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1859-07-16

who had cone and let the rooms, and every
minute ex pee ed the new }odger ana ms rug
rage Tears were vain. / nearly crled my
eves ont hat nv mother sat ohstinately in the
corner every moment repeating No man
shall ever come into this house whiie i've
You Re on unmarried woman, fa'ts I'M
world Disgrace your fathers memory.
heard the sound Of wheels IN the street., anu
thought il was the luggage But me Whreis
passed II was only old Mrs bauBeF coming
In from her airing, ana hau SIM "" lho-
ments repTleYe.
Presently, was sitting in the basket-chalr
with my handkerchief up 10 my face. NY
mother did not notice me, and gave moan
n ,aned louder, and began 10 roch ihy SCH
backwards and forwards.
"Wha' ails YET Patty, what's the matter
Nc answer. Only moan. moan, and rock,
rock as II L were distracted.
"G pod gracious is II tic, Patty J Is 1t tooth
ache Answer me, child"
Mymother had come quite close, and was
feaning over me- / removed my handkerchief,
showing tho red marks on my left cheIk,
and, shutting my eyes, appeared too III to an
swer
"Itsno use asking, mother" said. in
feeble voice ats all on the nerves" And
noaned afresh
Dear dear (! " said my mother, A" what could
pat Il there /"
~orv cau9picuo Gus: ii was the bother about
the lodgings. l was so idgeted after had
male the arrangements. And really did all
Tor he best >
av mother was fairly overcome.
cont vex yourself, Patty. about thai
Don torment yourself, there's darling
I shall be all rs you wish l dare say You
meant well, and -. But how bad you are :!
Hada't / hotter send for DR.. ROTTERDAM !"
caught the sound of wheels really stopping
this tims: "Mother!" 1 groaned "don't let
there by any alteration My poor head would
be distracted by noise. Let them taFe the
boxes up quietly at once. And, dear mother,
don't leave mo on any account" L was III
such a fright she would 60 out and blow them
a Tar h.s, hTl
menJing my face and plying my sufierings
A the end OF that time it WAS necessary to
prepare dinner. and l heard the footsteps
of my lodger in the adjoining room so
told the old lady that / felt better. The tic
was going away almost suddenly us it
had come on, and perhaps If / moved about
/ should get rid of 1t altogether. did
Monsieur Pagiardini a besfsteak TO a very
turn and sent it up by Betsy, with baked po-
tai PES and n rhubarb tart. Igot out one Of
the best tabe-cloths, and gave him my own
pickles rs well rs q BIT of Durham mustard
an sure he III ght well smile at Betsy, and
say Miss Patty was first-rate cook. l know
he did, for was peeping In at the door to see
IL he took pickles.
day Or two later found the signor quite
settled in his new apartments. These, by the
addition II his bits OF ornaments, so changed
that you could hardly recognize them The
portraits were gone. 1 managed beautifully
about them. l told mother was quite miser-
abs when shut out from the contemplation
OF my beloved parents; and, by the slightest
be hung opposite tho fire. plGce In our sitting
room.
Monsieur nodded to me when went to see
them taken down in safety, and asked Joe TO
remain and fix some pictures of his. Oh Inc !!
those pic lures / was half an hour examining
them when next did tho room. There were
landscapes and sca views, ana waterfalls and
ruins. But, chief OF all, there were TWO por-
traits Of Monsieur himself. One over the fire
place-half length, as large as lite-a beautiful
thing, with a pcnsive look ia the eyes, and ips
like yeTmilioD. The other, his very moral,
bu, rather peculiar. 1t represented him stand
ing with his hands under his coat-tails--iust
| have seen him stand, fifty times a day,
before the fire L could have told 1t any
where. though there WAS not morsel of the
face to be seen-only the thick-set short figure,
and the curly hair. 1t was The thing altogeth-
er that was So like.
And there was another portrait. i don't
overlook that; for it was a ladys picture. A
dark, cold face, with great black eyes, that
always looked ut you wherever you stood IN
the room, and long hair falling IN disorder
over the one cheek, while the other side was
Topped up with red ribbon. L dare say II
was what people call fine face but 1 didn't
admire it. For long time i thought 1t was
Monsieur sister but l found ont afterwards
that it wasn't aud l never can have any pa
rieace with a woman who was so careless and
nntidY that she couldn't do up both sides of
her hair, even o have her picture taken.
So, unmarked by any very great event, pass
ed the summer and autumn. and the evenings
began - close in earlier, and Monsieur liked
20 have fire lit for him " hen he came in after
tea time j nd regularly put his dressing
gown aud slippers before tAe fire, and drew
the cur aims and SGT the tea-'hinge And as
egul8rly, when he passed the kitchen, going
up stairs, looking tagged and anxious with
bis days work, l popped bit of bacon or
something nice on the fire - comfort him. No
doubt | took great deal of trouble about only
ledger; bat there are some people Tor whom
oae can never do too much, and Signor Angelo
one.
Miss Patty" he would say very often,
''you are too good You pierce my heart
it, he always laid his hand on his heart,
If It did really pain him. Wha, /
Jnder, then, that l took more and |
IRE interest in one 50 grateful, that "a I saw !
him grow pale, and thin, and lose his appetite !
hour after hour sit pensye III the evening |
rousing himself with visible fort when one |
Of his many pupils came for 4 lesson-What |
wonder that my heart was lacerated by COM |
passion Or that one night, when he had sent |
away his tea untouched, l ven.ured 10 knock |
nj his door, aud asked II could do anything
ior his comfort
r.ight-sitting in the easy chair, in his shawl
patIerned dressing gown, with his feet crossed
On me fender. A little glow over the hearth
rlg. d little hight falling on The lady 3 picture
II 1s corneT-all the rest OF the room half
dark.
Dear monsieur" said, II am afraid Won
are rot well. Iou do not eat, and you seem
ha.assel and oycrworked. Might | recon-
morning brIpre breakfast 1t is the finest
'hi.s IL .Ae world sor creating an appetite"
Sjsa1r Angelo jeISed his hand from his fore.
had. ana ie-ont forward. There WAS Il smoul.
deIiag afe IN his eye, and his voice rrembled
WITH earnestness.
" Irs Patty, you are very good-you ara
always good. Ent VIII Temedies for the body
e 'ec' 4 cure 10 The mind No! there are some
o iraents hat are beyond the reach of human
aueyia.lon. Mrs. Patty, there is a disease
"slied LOVE. Nay, Mrs.-Mtss Patty--dear
MISS Patty-do not turn from me! Yon Will
drive me 10 despair If you look 3d. Oh, Miss
bat your extreme kindness encourages me-.
Would You give me leayef Would you Ell
doWa for one minute 20
iie had risen and drawn me to the arm
Chair aad he now stood with his ioiuoo o. rant
re tingOn the mantiepiece, and his eyes oe".
WI On the china shepherdessss inst
piied him so very much . rsa.v r., relieve
'ans - assure MIN d m did no, wish 70 be
,.,a q ssy q .s,lv pushed and wished the
DC ~, in ,hc corner would lake her eyes OIL
IN An the vehemence Fof his
fes.Ins r'n XSpnsienr angelo continued:
~ 3. PATTY. your feminine tenderness will
aiiss q. az IN with my weakness. You have |
o ..e ~ 1 mai picture IN the corner7 1t is q !
oDserssa ,,,esen Ia ton Of it's original but be-
~ ol ,ce. my berothed is an angela
1--we ac, M ~ IL had been shot. Excuse |
- y iefs ahs saucepan ON the fire, and hear |
= ant you will come back to hear my histo-
~. dear Miss Patty l wish you so much 10 |
HOW and love my Vittorin."
!. could hardly force "yes" as / hurried
from this room.
Tasare are sofne moments in life stamped so |
fndr ,sbly on memory that not even the friction
Of long years can annihilate the Impression
One. 1T least, during lifetime even the most
sober aided have "a trans len I dream and rude
eWaslng. Until now had not known that
dreamed. ! only knew IL when awoke. /
only kneW IL aE sat with my anron over my