Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1861-08-28
EBENSBTRG. Pl. WEDNESDAY, lug. % 1861.

this morning She seemed nearly as much
frightened as Carrie"
The low rustic of Mrs. Chapelte's dress an
nounced her approach, and she smilingly en-
tered the room.
Tea Is waiting, my dear young friends.
Fred, lay Jour hat aside and escort your sis
ter to the dining Not word" con-
tiuued she. as Frederic was about to remOn-
strate. 81 will not listen to a refusal, for it
will be impossible for CamerOne 10 60 home
supperless; and, as you are one of my regu-
lar boardars, I, have right to command
you
But, my dear Mrs. Chapelle,' interpOsei
Camerone, = think how late it will be, and l
must walk doEn, too"
Il have provided FOR that. Tom has al
ready haruessad The old bay h5rse, anj will
carry you home Immediately after you have
dispatched your tea; so, now, all objections
are overcome. And. indeed. should You stagt
now you could not reach the Farm before the
storm would he raging in all its fury
Frederic turned to the window and gazad
out upon the dense masses Of clouds that were
scudding wildly across the heavens, and at
that moment fresh gust Of wind came sweep
ing by the house, rattling the easement and
groaning in the crevices, while the fir trees
in the yard writhed beneath It's fierce breath,
and tossed their crsaking branches to and fro
in weak subl;sgioa to It's power. 4 few fakes
of snow were whirling in the air and descend
ing to the daglencd earth, and the tavern
sigu, that swung upon lofty post outside the
yard, tapped loudly againstits support, threa-
teDing to fall upon the ground at the coming
of the next blast.
1T is a wild night" said he, turning to
his sister, and you must not think Of going
home on foot; so. Mrs. ChapelIe. We will ac-
cept your kind offer with much pleasure. We
would both remain here until morning were
it not for the illness Of Carrie, which requires
our presence and care" he continued, as the
three passed through the narrow entry into
the 4 ming hall, where q tempting repast avail
ted them.
Poor child" sighed Mrs Chapelle, "she
is 4 great saiTereE."
Camerone's eyes we're glisteniug with tears
she bowed. but her voice was so ch0ked with
emotion that she could not speak, aud, IN sub
dusd silence, the party took their places at
the supper table. Mrs. Chape!le performed
the duties of hostess with an air of abstraction
that she seldom wore, and but little was said
during the time occupied BY consuming her
dainty viands. Then, when Frederic arose
from his chair, he signifed his intention Of
proceeding withou. delay to Beechnut Farm
and. returning to the parlor. CamerOne robed
herself in her cloak and wrappings.
The storm had been fast increasing, and, as
she bado Mrs Chapelle good bye, and enter
cl ,hc sleigh, the snow was falling in tiny
clouds.
Good night, Mrs. Chapelle. " said Fred
eric, adjusting the buffalo robes and tucking
them securely around Camerone. There is
a faint prospect of your getting fastened into
the house by snow drifts tomorrow
And if I do l shall expect you to shovel
a path that will lead me out" replied the lady
from the front door. " Good night" And
as The bay horse started from the house she
turned away with smile lingering upon her
features, but 1t faded away aud gave place to
a lool: of anxiety when she entered her lonely
parlor, after going to the back kitchen to give
a few directions to the one maid who acted in
the capacity Of the several she had formerly
employed.
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