Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1859-12-08

and Maynard will get happy again, and love
some one else.''
She was reused from her absorption by a
knock at the door. Mrs. Bellamy was there.
She had come by Mr.. Gil6l's request to see how
Miss Sarti was, and to bring her some food and
wine.
"You look sadly, my DEAR" said the old
housekeeper, " an you're all of quake with
cold. Get you to bed, now do. Martha shall
come an warm it an light your fire. See now,
here's some nice arrowroot, wi drop O wine
in it. TEX that, an it'll warm you. I must
60 down again, for | can't awhile to stay
There's SO many things to see to; an Mis- Ass
hers in Mysteries constant, an her maids i'll i
bed-a poor creachy thing-an' Mrs. Sharp's
wanted livery minute. But I'll send Martha
up, an do you get ready to go to bed, there's
dear child, an take care of yourself"
!" Thank you dear nanny" sald Tina, kiss,
ing the little old womon s wrinkled cheek " I
shall eat the arrowroot, and don't trouble about
ME any more tonight l shall do very well
when Martha has lighted my fire. Tell Mr.
Gilfl I'm better. shall 60 to bed by-and-by,
80 don't you come up again, because you may
only disturb me.''
Well, well, tex care O. yourself, there's q
good child, an God send you may Sleep
Caterina took the arrowroot quite eagerly
while Martha was lighting her fire. She want
ed to get strength for her journey, and she kept
the plate of biscuits by her that she might put
some in her pocket. Her whole mind was now
bent on going away from the Manor, and she
was thinking of all the ways and means her lit
tie life's experience could suggest
1t was dusk now she must wait till early
dawn, for she was too tmid to 60 away in the
dark, but she must make her escape before any
body was up in the house. There would be
people watching Anthony in the library, but
she could make her way out of small door
leading into the garden, against the drawing
room on the other side of the house.
She laid her cloak, bonnet, and veil ready
then she lighted candle, opened her desk, and
took out the broken portrait wrapped in pa
per. She folded it again in two little notes of
Anthony's written in pencil and placed it in
her bosom. There was the little china box, too
-Dorcas's present, the pearl earrings, and a
silk purse, with fifteen seven shilling pieces in
it, the presents Sir Christopher had made her
on her birthday, ever since she had been at the
Manor. Should she take the earrings and the
seven shilling pieces? She could not bear to
part with them it seemed as if they had some
Of Sir Christopher love in them She would
like them to be buried with her. She fasten-
ed the little round earrings in her ears, and put
the purse with Dorcas's box in her pocket. She
had another purse there, and she took it out to
count her money, for she would never spend hel
seven shilling pieces. She had guinea and
eight shilings that would be plenty.
So now she sat down to wait for the morning
afraid to lay herself on the bed lest she SHOULD
sleep too long. If she could but see Anthon.
once more, and kiss his cold forehead Bu
that could not be. She did not deserve 1T
, She must go away from him, away from 81
Christopher, and Lady Cheverel, and Maynard
and everybody who had been kind to her, ant
thought her good while she was so wicked