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

from the roof where he had resumed his
work when Normandale commenced h,s
cooking operations. Euphenlia instructed
her assistant in the art of laying the dishes
on The table; andthe gentlemen, when duly
summoned to take their place, proceeded ia
the little parlor. The fair spirit who had
ministerial to than, however, had disappe ",
ed. The father saif grace and began the re
past; and Nurmandale was sunk in grief al
being deprived of the society of his fair cuis
ini,re.
"Effis will be here in five minutes" said
Winterton, make no remark on the scene
that has passed. She doesn't like to be re.
minded of her mornings occupation" The
door opened and figure walked into the
apartment which at once absorbed the yisi.
tors attention. and nearly deprived him Of
breath. On the coled-up hair of the young
maiden who now Joined the circle, was a
wreath of red and white roses; her shoulders
were bare, and over. them hung scarf of the
richest hce-a material with which her pink
silk gown was profusely ornamented. She
carried fan in her hand and with start
ofsurprise, Normandale caught the calm and
thoughtful expression of her eye. 1t remind
ed him Of a portrait in his gallery of his aunt,
the unhappy Marchinness 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 TIE day.
my darlingg" said the father, Ito be my
comnanion, my entertainer, my charmer ?"
AYes, father ! I have strung the harp, and
have new song of my own to submit to
your Judgment Perhaps Lord Normandale
is a connoisseurw
"A lover only, said his lordship, ''but
most anxious for information.
sit is the pehlest Of studies" she said,
"tor it embraces and ccmprehends all Others.
What are all studies and sciences but search
after the hidden harmonies Of beingg What
is astronomy hut listening for the divine
Music which rings through space. To me,
1t - like new and delightful language to
whose treasures arm admitted-as some
times is the case with mesmeric patients.
hear Homer in his original granduer, thrill
with the raptures Of pindar or mount on the
wings of inspiration with the Hebrew propb.
ets-all at the touch of the strings Of my
poor harp! II 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 no
accomplishment. Music supplies the want
of af."
When the cloth was removed the harp was
introduced. No Italian prima donna ever
sang with such effect. 1t was power, IL was
Inspiration, it was prayer. Normandafe an
swered to every touch Of the chords. aHow
surprised I ami" he whispered. "How de-
lighted? Delighted by your matchless voice,
surprised by the strong contrast between
whit you were ON the back of Johler, or pre-
siding at the kitchen fire, and what [ see you
now-the queen of dignity and song, the
priestess of intellect and passion"
"Fheye are strange Inconsistencies in hu
man character" she said "In 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 selfshness and
pride"
~ Think know Il feel-.there is a heart u
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; it
was too open declaration.
"Do you think Of leaving us tomorrow,
or will you have your trunks unpacked and
take possession ofour spare room p inquired
Frederick with a malicious smile.
SONY friend let me stay with you as long
as can! 1t does me good; it elevates, re-
fines, instrQcts me-"
So, he took possession Of the room; and
great was the surprise Of his retainers at home,
great the anxiety of his Uncle, the Marquis
of Rartondyke, when after silence Of more
than two years, letter reached both estab,
lishnents, dated from Cairo, to say that Lord
NorrHandale had resided there for some time
and was now at the point Of death. A con.
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. ''farrner Cook
son's--Breierick knows all-my wife-my
son" Now, who do you think was ths
son? Why the boy, the stubborn, immova
hle parsonage described to you at the be-
ginning, TWAS Hertram de Nornandale.-
The marriage between Efiic Winterton ant
the enraptured noble had been private
known even to the accomplished Frederick
The poor girl had died shortly after gyin;
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 year while he lived
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