The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1860-01-12

|, from the roof where he had resumed hi
work when Normandale commenced hi
cooking operations. Euphenlia INSTRUCTED
her assistant in the art Of laying the dishe
on the table; andthe gentlemen, when dul,
summoned to take their place, proceeded t
the little parlor. The fair spirit who ha,
thinistered to than, however, had tlisappe "
;. ed. The father saif grace and began the re
: past; and Normandale was sunk in grief a
being deprived Of the society of his fair cuis
ini,re.
"Effie will be here in five minutes" salt
! Winterton. "make no remark on the seem
that has passed She doesn't like to be re
minded of her mornings occupation" TIL,
door opened and figure walked into tn,
apartment which at once absorbed the visi
tors attention. and nearly. deprived him O
breath. On the coilef-up hair of the youn.
4 maiden who now Joined the circle, was
wreath Of red and white roses her shoulder,
were bare, and over them hung scarf of tn,
richest lace-a material with which her pinl
silk gown was profhsely ornamented. Sht
carried fan in her hand and with star
ofsurprise, Normandale caught the calm and
thoughtful expression Of her eye It remind.
ed him Of portrait in his gallery of h,s aunt
the unhappy Marchioness of Bartondyke
the loveliest woman Of her time, and in her
fate she most miserable. He stood up and
bowed.
The lady returned his courtesy, and kiss
ing her fathers cheek, sat down at his right
hand without any observation.
Restored to me for the rest of tire day.
my darlingg" said the father, ito be nv
oompanion, my entertainer, my charmer p"
AYES. father have strung the harp, and
have new song of my own to submit to
your Judgment Perhaps Lord Normandale
is connoisseury'
"A lover only,s said his lortship, 'but
most anxious for information
SIT is the nchlest of studies" she said,
I Ntor it embraces and ccmprchends all Others.
what are all studies and sciences but search
alter the hidden harmonies of being? What
Is astronomy but a listeniAe. for the divine
music which rings through space. To me.
it i like new and delightful language to
whose treasures am admitted-as some.
times is the case with mesmeric patients. |
hear Homer in his original granduer. thrill
with the raptures of Hndar, or mount on the
wings of inspiration with the Hebrew propb.
ets-all at the touch Of the strings of INV
poorharp! 1t opens out to me landscapes
among the Grecian hills; reveals to me val.
leys-richer, greener, lOvelier than ever Law
between the hills of Circassia--for it is my
book of landscapes, my travellers library
my camera obscnra. We have no other
We can afford no books, we have time for nc
accomplishment. Music supplies the wan,
of aA"
When the cloth was removed the harp was
introduced. No italian prma donna eve,
sang with such effect. twas power, ii wa.
inspiration, it was prayer. Normandale an.
swered to every touch Of the chords. WHow
surprised amr' he whispered. "How de.
lighteds Delighted by your matchless voice
surprised by the strong contrast between
what you were ON the hack of JohleS or pre-.
siding at the kitchen fire, and what see you
now-the queen Of dignity and song, the
priestess of intellect and passion"
"Fhepe are strange Inconsistencies in hu
man character" she said. aIn yourself, for
instance, the artificial rank makes you alto.
gether Ignorant of what you really are The
baron's robe hides the breast of the wearer
there may be nothing but selfishness and
pride"
II think-I know-I feel-.there is a heart y
said Nornandale, his cheek flushing and his
eyes on fire, ''last of all the world should YOU
be, Miss Winterton, to doubt that heart is
here" He blushed for what he had said; il
was too open declaration.
"Do you think Of leaving us tomorrow
or will you have your trunks unpacked and
take possession ofour spare room ?" inquired
Frederick with malicious smile.
"Omy friend ! let me stay with you as long
as can! 1t does me good; it elevates, re.
fines, instructs me-"
! So, he took possession of the room; and
great was the surprise ofhis retainers at home
great the anxiety of his Uncle, the Marquis
of Rartondyke, when after silence of more
than two years, a letter reached both estab-
lishnents, dated from Cairo, to say that Lord
Norrnandale had resided there for some time
and was now at the point Of DEATH A con
4 fidential servant was dispatched to Egypt
he arrived barely in time to receive the last
breath Of the English nohleman, who strong.
ly struggled to say something which death
interrupted before the sentence could be fin
ished. "My boy" he said. ''farmer Cook
sons Frederick knows all=my wife-my
son" Now, who do you think was tn,
song Why the boy. the stubborn, immova
BILE parsonage described to you at the be
ginning TWAS Hertram de Normandale.-
i The marriage between Effie Winterton an,
the enraptured noble had been private-un
known even to the accomplished Frederick
j The poor girl had died shortly after givin;
birth to her son, leaving him in charge o
Ter friends the Cooksons, of Yellowleaf Farm
with sum settled on them by Lord Norman
dale of five hundred a year while he lived
/ without being reclaimed by his parents, o
having the secret of his birth revealed. Her