The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1859-03-19

. handsome, aud she sat on sofa near the IRE
her features we're white and attenuated, her
checks and lips scarlet with inward fever, and
a black circle was drawn round her Wild
bright eyes, She did not rse from the sofa,
bot held out both her hands TO Thomas Kage.
He advanced and toolV them.
Fry said Ms. Dawkes, bending aside 10
4 iouh beyond him. step In the room nest the
baize door, II she comes 10 il, call out 10
her that arm not visible lo-night but don't
unlock Il 70 answer her.
AN right, maam, answered Fry, leaving
4 he room.
Thomas Kage stiil retained her hands,
looking the pity he would not EXPRESS he
thought her oulpably wrong TO give way to
such grief She gazed up into his face, with
a yearnng look.
You said, years ago, in ibis very house
that you would, from that time, be my brola.
er, my true friend. have put aside the old
feelings have, indeed but want friend,
WIN you be one? 2? 4.
You know will, Caroline. Your true
friend your brother
lie relnquished her bands, and sat down
by her.
4 have had a door put ups you might
have seen Il had you looked to the other end
Of the corridor a green baize door that fast
ems inside. / made the excuse that the
apartments in this wing we're cold, and
would have them shut in from the draught.'
il was not so much the words that struck
upon Thomas Rage as being unpleasaptly
singulari il was the manner the tone IN
which they we're uttered. She spoke in
tTushed whisper, and turned her eyes 10 dif
fercnt parts Of the room, as II ia dread Of be.
ing watched from che walls.
Il think dronmpt Of this evening Of your
coming ere sho continued am sure II
has been presented indislnc,ly to my MIND
And knew that | could not talk TO YOU un-
disturbed, So had the door put up. for that
ns well as TO keep her out-and him. She's
a spy upon me. She is
strange fear had come over Thomas
Rage as he listened. Wa. she insane2
j know she is placed over me as a spyi'I
can see it, and so can Fr, but am now in
that state Of nervous weakness that any great
scene Of agitation might Kill me, so / do not
exert my authority to turn her out. Bot
am the Rocks mistress, and will be rs long
rs live and sent Tor the man and gave
my orders, and had the door put up. She
does not know Of tha, staircase.
Caroline You are fsverishi your mind is
excited he soothingY said Can / Get any
thing 10 calm you, my dear "
j am no more feverish than usual. And
as to cxeitement-let any one lose child in
the way did and see il their mind would
ever calm down again.
'Bu, you do very wrong to indulge this e1-
eessive grief l must point out your errors.
Caroline you know ! always wish for your
good, your welfare
'Oh, YES, ] know YOU have she intcrruptcd,
in tone OF angushed rcmorse. 'If | had
but needed you You told me such a will
ought not to be made you tald me the mon
ey would not bring me good. If had but
needed you! You told me Captain f.
Dawkes was not ft husband for me-
Thomas, accepted him in a fit of angry pas.
sion Of pique against you
These events are passed. why then recall
lhem?
Why not recall them ] a passing from
the world, and would not that you should
think so blindfolded to the grave though
may have lived blindplded'
4 ask you why you give way to this unac
eountable sorrow. 1t is positive sin. Caro-
line, to talk of grief sending you to the grave
Your child is better off he is at rest, he is |
in happiness
i am not grieving for him. have learnt
to be glad that he went before me-
Then what is all this' You are seriously
i'll in mind, as well as in bodyi what distress
is itP
i have inherited touch of papas com
plant, you know he was thought to be con-
sumptive. was very i'll when Tom died,
and the shock of that prevented my rallying
In short, il is that which has killed me-
The grief?
NO, not the grief
The shock, thenp'
No, not the shock. It's the wretchedness
altogether, Then things are prey ing upon \
me things which cannot speak of; and /
whenever he is at the Rock am in dread |
ful state of nervousness and her being here !
angers and worries me-
Mrs Dawkes' words were by no means in
telligible to their heireri though he had
dismissed the fear for her sanity.
4 do not comprehend half Of what you say, |
Caroline. What things are they that prey
upon your
Mrs. Dawkes shuddered. 4 tell you can
not speak Of them. Thomas, will you serve
me p
Certainly, will. What is it that you
wish me to do
Mrs. Dawkes glanced over her shoulder,
in apparent dread Of being heard, and then