Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1859-08-12
VOLUME 26, NO. 3S.

sion. presented me a'" Mr. Ls Roy. your
husband. name.ake, and the gentleman who
kindly took charge Of me-"
hosed at her face 10 500 II she wers
mocking me, but IL was pale and grave.
Mrs. Le Roy opened her eyes widely but was
top we'll bred to express surprise, aud after
introducing me 10 her husband In the samo
terms. invited ne into the house. Hardly
conscious OF what did, or Of anything er-
cep, that I was still in the presence OF Flor
enee. irnm which could not endure TO ban
i.h my,-lf, I followed them into handsome
parlor, where sat an old lady. whom my
conscience told me was the rheumatic aunt
had 50 cruelty helicd. Florence herself
presented me to this lady. who wa. q 6r-
ture. and unable TO risa from her chair, and
before could s,ammer an apology and re.
tire, related in her own way. (how different
from mine.) the mistake by which she had
been placed in nv care, and the history OF
our journey, in which It APPEARED our host,
SIR. IL Roy. had been fellow passenger.
When she had ended. they all crowded
about me. warmly expressing thanks Tor my
my " Kindness aud consideration" to my
utter bewilderment and surprise. and cor.
daily inviting me TO remain with them.
and make the acquaintance Of my namesaks
and his family.
detached myself from all this uneIpect-
ed kindness a. soon u. I could, for faneicd
read aversion IL the flushing and paiing
facs. and dropping eyes Of Florence, and
with one last look at her. left the room. A
moment after. ielt the touch Of a light
hand on my arm, and turning. saw. with
mute surprise. that she had followed me 10.
20 the ves,ibule.
"Mr. IL Roy" she said burriedly. {" I
cannot lot Won 90 away Misunderstanding
me, n see yon do. Tf ! was silent while
You 50 hnmbly npol,rircd for the noble.
generous. and honorable conduct. IL was not
from anger. believe me-. hut bec,u.e I was
first too much a.toni.hed. afterwards too
much moved and grateful to .Ieak. ! owe
you more than I can say. and should bo
miserable indeed, II false shame. which
you ace ha. not prevented my telling you
this, should prevent you from continuing
an acquaintance 50 strangely begun. Trust
me. sir. ] speak the truth"
don't know wha, answer I made, for
the revulsiOn of feeling was almost too great
for words. and the rapture Of knowing, as
! looked down into that lovely face. that I,
was not Tor the last time. quito took away
the little sense had remaining.
II you want 10 know how felt. ask q
man who !. going To be hung, how be would
feel To be reprieved.
Well. how time aies. II certainly doe,
not seem FIVE years since all ihi. happened,
yet cousin Jenny (my cousin Jenny now,)
:, bitterly approaches us In our la', letter.
for not visiting her m all ih,t time. we have
ag,'n undertaken the jourrey. bu, under
different auspices. since Florence Is Florence
Dundard no more. and sleeps upon my arm
IN the cars no morc blushingly. bat with
tie confidence II u wife OF nearly Eve years
standing. and registered our names on tho
hotel book. rs "Mr. anil Mrs. IL Roy"
and bless nv lucky star. Is I read IL over.
Even while ] write. Florence, lovlier than
ever. as think, makes a grand pretensS OF
arranging our baggage at the hotel where
we stop. land VIII ch has reminded mo by
pas, tran.a tions to write down this story.)
or comes lesning over me to call me " dear
Chester" instead Of d" dear e,usin Frank"
a. five years before, and 10 scnld me for be-
ing 81 stupid as To cit and write, instead Of
talking with her. Was ever man ~ hap
~ in u " Slight Misuke?'