Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1861-09-26

as II we're, the distance which was between them
in station.
Between him-th is Rnby Copeland - and
the proud ID me Eleanour, there was an excel.
lent feeling too He held her in high respect,
for her rank and for her qualities of mind and
soul. The lofty lady, in turn, regarded his
known abilities and bravery at their proper
value; hut this. too, was enhanced from his
sodler'y and knghIy association with her own
husband This general sentiment so recpro-
Gated, tended still more to enhance the hacyon
period ere the storm broke forth
With regard TO Geneveve Monacute--look.
ed on as daughter hy the Dame. hut who also
had latent idea that some day she would be-.
come daughter-n-Iaw treated by Lord Berry
with brotheIly and cousinly afecton-n
what relation did she stand to the banner bear.
er OF the Pomeroys. Rlhy Copeland!
The solution Of this question is therefore the
turning point Of our narrative; Tor, from the
full trust and sincerity they had among each
other, came doubts, suspicion, espial, and the
train of evil consequences which follow SO prom.
ising commencement.
broad. sunny afternoon in the "leafy
month of June" spreads aud opens over the
garden terraces and the rich slumbcring wood
lands of Berry Pomeroy and young Lord Ber.
ry and Genevieve we're walking together down
the slopes towards the pleasaunce, from whence
by winding walks, that seemed indeed to he
tangled brakes to The unskied observer at
distance. the devious path led through ro-
mantle wilderness TO the shores of wide pool
around whose sides The water lilly opened wide
Its large and snowy petals. and relieved them
with the rich green and the ruddy brown of
their large floating leaves. Among The reedy
sed9es, ot the extreme end, clustered nyriads
ut waterfowl, and the long. winged heron often
-pr'ng thence into the sky making sport for the
guests OF Pomeroy when they went forth nawk-
ing. Beyond and around lay the deep. dense
forest covered with huge trees, some more than
a century old
1t was noble and lovely scene, and those
two who were there together were well worthy
Of the scene
He was tall and fair, and his frame was well
knit, although it had not vet arrived at the full
tension of the muscle and the Drawn of man.
hood. She was well formed, and had masses
of rich clustering hair relieving the bIush.rose
hues of her cheeks. Her smile was like sun.
shine, and her voice had witching charm and
power over those who heard it. that they would
grow hushed at once, if only its tones like
those of silver clarion, subdued and rendered
the sweeter. reached their eager ears
They were talking idly, headlessly, about
war-about peace-about love about the Joys
of home, yet somehow or other, there was at.
iention wanting about her, and earnestness
ohout him 'Hhncn W. thomnC nt with
deep meaning, as all must acknowledges yet.
as they handled them about from the one to
the other, they became mere things of pas'ime
And then sense of Disappointment of wear-
ness, fell upon them. Sill they made an effort
to carry on the conversation, lest ludicrous
sense Of embarrassment should add TO their
present difficulty, and WEAKNESS become a
greater pain.
Truly. Berry, marvel to hear you say you
love lady's bower-to list the twaneing of the
lutte and those same onervating Provencal dit.
ties which may he fit for pages and gallants,
who wear sashed silks, hut scarcely suited to
men who wear harness on their hacks, and
whose work mnst be done in the field where
spears from forest, and the only music heard
is the sound of sword on shield, or the blood.
stirring voice Of the leader shouting out his war
cryn
He looked into her earnest. kind1ing face
with smile-a smile that was dubious, and
yet tender 1t was the smile of one who might
trtlngy have been speaking the words he had
no belief in, just as he might pra'tle to child
to- keep it still. when something hath rutfled its
qniel.
Quickly, and in part guessing at The meaning
of this smile, she ado ed, while a quick blush
over.spread her check:
WHY, yon yourself said 50 but now
Il. Genevieve be quickly exclaimed. Il
scarcely think sn'
Then you led me to infer so. at least But it
skiIls not talking on this matter more; let US pass
TO an"ther subject
With all my heart! What shall it be p said
Berry.
Nay Start it YOURSELF she returned. 1 am
not skilled in the commencement Of disputa.
tons
Well then, you are very lovely, Gene.
virvcn And Lord Berry turned his lair face
and expressive eyes upon her. we surely
shrll rot dispute or, Should say, dfTer-up.
on mattel that is so seIfevident'
Indeed, but we shall y And Genevieve.
with an incirient pcut. broke out into laugh. /
'Ra'her let us RETURN
'Home-to the castle g asked her compan.
ion. quickly
Are you tired of my company, Berry o.
asked Geneveve, in voice so touching and
pathetic, that it smote his heart to think that
a creature so gentle should deem HIM cruel.
No, MISUNDERSTANDING COUSIN best beloved
of mine he said with gloomy oun'enance. ,
and startling emphasis Of earnestness, which
made her alternately pale and red with the rush
of newly-awakened emotions
o Berry! exclaimed Genevieve; how you
have made my heart beat = she murmuIed,
beat and fatter And you never spoke SO
before
Have startled you in telling you that |
loved you, Genevieve g ho proceeded, with
something like deliberation. And yet have
for long-I do most dearlyr