Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-06-02

malicious little smile; but about m
dear a%unty's rheumatism n
Miss, | mean, Of course, Mrs. Brennan
is very WE'LL"
We'll! T said my fair questioner, re
garding me with surprise, I thought sh,
hadn't been we'll for yearst7
II mean we'll for her." said /, in some
trepidation; "the air Of 81. Louis (which
have since found is of the misty moist,
order) has done her a world of good
She is quite a different woman"
Il am very glad" said her niece. She
remained silent for a few minutes, and
then a gleam Of amusement began C
dance in her bright eyes.
TO think" said she, suddenly turning
to me with a musical laugh, that, in
all this time, you haven't mentioned the
baby !"
| knoV / gave a violent start, and
hin6 l turned pale. afrer1 had run the
gauntlet of all these questions triumph.
antly, as | thought, this new danger
stared me 10 the face. How was | ever
to describe a baby, who had never no
ticed one? My courage sank below zero
but in some proportion the blood rose 10
my face, and | think my teeth fairly clat-
tered in my head.
Don't be afraid that I shall not sym
pathize IN your raptures," continued my
tormentor, as | almost considered her
am quite prepared to believe anything
after Jennie's lctler-you should see how
sha Cares about lin"
"Him!' blessed be goodness then it
must he a boy!
"Of course" said |, blushing and STAN
mer ng, but feeling it imperative to say
something, We consider him the finest
fellow in the world; but you might not
agree with us. and in order to leave your
TO you."
"Ahl but know just how he looks,
Tor Jennie had no such samplc-so YOU
may spare yourself the trouble or happi-
ness, whichever it is-but tell me what
you mean to call him n
We have not decided upon a name"
Indeed l thought she meant to give
him yourS!'
The deuce she did II thought. mo.
one OF a name is enough in a family"
answered.
The demon of inquisitiveness, that. to
my thinking, had instigated my fair com
panlon, heretofore, now ceased to possess
her, Tor we talked Of various, Indifferent
things, aud / had the reliei of not beino
compelled to- draw on my imagination at
the expenses OF my conscience, when |
gave The particulars Of my recent journey
from Boston. Yeti was far from feeling
at ease, for every sound of her voice star,
tied me with a dread Of fpssh questions.
necessary, but impossible to be answered,
aud telt a guilty flush stealing up nv
temples every time | met tie look Of those
beautiful blue eyes.
1t was late when we stopped for sup
per, and soon after | saw the dark fringes
OF my fir companions eyes droop long
and often, aud began to realize that she
ought to be asleep. | knew perfectly
well that it was my duty to offer her a
resting place on my shoulder, but | hardly
hac courage to ask that innocent face to
lie Oh my arm, which was not, as she
thought 1t, that of a cousin and a married
man. R~ecollecting. however, that it was
my duty to make her comfortable, and
that could scarcely deceive her more
than | had already done, | proffered her
the usual e%ivility. She slightly blushed,
but thanked me, and accepted it by lean
ing her head slightly against my shoulder,
ane looking up into my eyes with a smile.
As you are my cousin" shaxaid. Soon
alter her eyes closed, and she slept sweet
" ana calmly, as if resting in security
and peace. | looked down at the beau
tllul face, Slightly paled with fatigue, that
rested against me, and felt like a villain.
l dared not touch her with my arm, al
though the bounding Of The cars jostied
her very much, but sat remorseful until
the sleeper settled the matter by slipping
forward, and awaking. She opened her
eyes instantly. and SMILED. Its Of no
use for me to try to sleep with my bonnet
on" she said, for it's very much in the
way for me, and | AIN sure it troubles
YOU" So she removed it, giving me the
pretty little toy. with its graceful rib
bons and flowers, to put on the rack
above. | preferred to hold it, telling
her it would be safer with me. and after
a lew obligations, she refused it, being
in truth. too sleepy to coutes. the point;
then tying the blue silk veil over her
glossy hair, she leaned against my shou..
der, and slept again. This time when
the motion began to shake and annoy
her, | stihed the ~reproaches Of my con
science, and passing my arm lightly
around that slender waist, drew her head
upon my breast. where it lay all night
She slept the sleep Of innocence, serene
and peaceful, but it is needless to say
that ! could only gaze down on that beau
tiful still face, and imagine how it would
spring up and confront me, if she knew
what..l was, and how / had deceived her
or dreaming more wildly still, reproduct
it in a hundred scenes which ! had never
paused to imagine, as the face of my aOife
had never loved, unless the butterfly
Ilopes Of ny SKINNER sojourns at Newror