The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1860-11-01

but by the face / had seen at the win
dow-that of Marguerite, the governess.
The next morning | was awake at an
early hour, and glancing out, saw Mar
guerite gliding across the lawn. I has
tened to join her-her cheeks wore
rich glow, her dark, lustrous eyes were
full of light, her lips tremulous with
smiles: her white apron was full of
snowy blossoms, and she had wreathed
a spray of JASMINE amid the blackness
of her hair How we began to talk /
scarcs ly know, but l never was enters
tanned by any woman, as by her. l
could touch upon no subject of litera>
ture or art, with which she was not
familiar, and Madame de Stael might
have coveted her conversational power.
On the lawn we separated, and when
we met at break fast in the presence of
the Cuthberts and the supercillious
heiress, l saw the old governess look
had come back to her face, and she was
more reticent than ever. My friend
proposed horseback excursion to
boiling spring in the neighborhood, and
when the party assembled on the versn-
da. noticed with the keenest disap-
pointment, that the governess had been
excluded.
| rode at the bride rein of the fair
Blanche, who looked very pretty in the
blue habit, and with her velvet cap set
coquetishly above her golden tresses,
but / found It an effort to interest my
self in her common chit chat. felt a
sense of relief when we dismounted at
the Hall and as soon as | had led in my
partner, bounded up the staircase. On
the way to my chamber l passed an
open door and through it / caught a
glimpse of Marguerite. The two chill
dren were busy at their tasks, and she
sat patiently correcting sketch which
one of them had made. A portfolio lay
beside her which doubted not was fill
ed with her own drawings. She heard
my step, and looking up, saw me on the
Threshold.
"What % she exclaimed, shave you
returned so soon? l did not expect
you for an hour or two. I hope you
have enjoyed yourself"
"No, | have not. was really dis
appointed because you did not 60"
"-I" she muttered "you can't I'M
derstand etiquette, if you suppose a
governess isto be made an equal"
I felt the blood rush to my brow, as |
replied:
"There are many false notions in So
ciety, am sure Mrs. Cuthbert's govern
ess is the equal of any one here, and as
such regard her.
Her face crimsoned and for a time
there was silence, which ! broke by
saying:
SIS this the school room?'
eyes"
at looks very cool and pleasant
may | come in"
81 suppose Mrs. Cuthbert would have
no objection
81 hope not % and with these words
/ moved to the table at which she was
sitting.
"Does that portfolio belong to you ?"
| inquired laying my hand on the article
in question.
She bowed assent, and Presumed:
"Shall have the pleasure of exam
lining its contents"
" Certainly SIR
She was calm, grave and quiet, but
when I drew forth the pictures and be-
gan to eXpatlate upon them, her reti-
cence vanished. Her eyes lit, the pale
cheek glowed, her lips, those noble lips
OF hers parted, and she talked with the
enthusiasm of girlhood. Tie sketches
were indeed wonderful, and at last l
said:
cit is shame for you, with your ge-
Mus for painting to drudge as govern
ess."
Again the peculiar smile fitted over
her features, as she murmured:
"The poor mnSt do what they can,
not what they would"
AT this moment we were interrupted
by the children, and left her.
In the afternoon, as was lounging on
a luxurious sofa in the library, the door
opened and Marguerite appeared, but
at the sight Of me she precipitately re-
tired.
"Stay stay !" cried I, following her.
Ono, no, l cannot-I did not dream
that you were here; l was lonely and
came down for book
:" Come and get it"
With some reluctance she entered,
and took splendidly bound copy Of
Tasso from the shelf. 7 glanced at it
and said:
What, do you read Tasso."
A little"
"Then take seat beside me and we
will read together"
She hesitated moment and then
The Iiqnid Tuscan Ian
guage sounded very beautifully, in her
accents, and the spell with which the
governess had bound me, deepened
with every passing moment.
A month wore on, and one night |
sat in my chamber, holding commu-
nication with my own heart. The face
taat | had seen at the window-the face
that seemed so pale, so calm and cold,
had since assumed every variety of ex-
preston. / had come hither to woo
Blanche, had fallen in love with the
governess! Yes was in love at last
haunted all my sleeping and
waking dreams. | was musing thus
when heard tap at my door and
Cuthbert entered.
Well,'' he said, "'a penny for your
81 am thinking" I replied, "what
mysterious thing love ISL
You are in love, then. Glad of it.
5lad Of it. Blanche will be happy
"Tis-tis not Blanche" I stammered,
tits not Blanche my heart has chosen.
love the governess %
"The governess," said Cuthbert,
POUNDS, man what do you mean ?"
I" have to DAY laid hand. heart and