The weekly mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado County, Calif.) 1861-1862, 1861-11-16
PLACERVLE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA,
uDoes Me-. Lee live here > 7 naked.


Miss LeeI I, dun know. Say,
Dick, who lives in this ere -hOusef' re-
piled the boy, looking up with saucy
grimace on his dirty face.
YES said q voice, apparently issuing
from hedge close by but Immediately
the voice was followed by the apparitiOn
Of the.boy who had been addressed rs
Dick.
Yes, l know who lives there-just
nobody And a laugh followed this ebu'
litiOn Of wit.
.Look here, said !, dropping a smnll
coin in his hand. A comical leer came
over his face, and he said
Obi ! ace, you wants to know; well,
folding his arms complacently, Miss Lee
has been hero and sold out this ere place,
and has gone to Bostin, or some other
place. That's all know about 1t, mis-
ter
But, Miss Agatha, where is shes'
asked eagerly.
'Ohr and he gave a shrill whistle,
Miss Aggie is the one; say, Bob. that's
a good 'un-come and enquire for the old
lady, when its pretty Aggie he wants to
scc.'
frowncd, and somewhat subdued, he
went on.
well, this is how Mrs. Lee happened
to sell her daughter Aggie got married
to rich old ieIler, who had bushels Of
gold and diamonds, and brought Aggic
thousands Of presents
Married. Agatha married. I ex-
claimed.
The boy looked up in surprise.
Yes, she's married.
i did not speak again, but like one in
a dream, walked back into the street
For some time felt utterly bew ildcred ;
the report | had just heard, together with
the fact that our correspondence had SC
suddenly ceased. combined to induce me
10 believe that Agatha Lee, who had
deemed as pure and good as an angel, had
indeed deceived me- Still determined
TO think il all mistake, till learned the
truth from some other source. With this
determination ! stopped at the door Of
one whose acquaintance had made while
TEACHER Mt -
'Why, Mr.. Rivers! was the sur
prised exclamation which greeted me.
so yOn have returned
A few moments were passed in the in.
tcrchange Of commonplace remarks; and
then asked, d,-'And what Of my old
fricndS!'
An enumeration Of the various changes
in the vlllnge was made; but had no
interest in them, until the words fell OH
my ear-'Then there was Mrs. Lee and
Aggie-they are gone. Aggie is married,
and they-Mrs. Lee, Aggie and Mr..
WaldrOn, think the name is--have gone
away.
Mr.. Rivers, I thought once that you
would take Aggie, although she seemed
but child-yet she is married now to
ono who must be quite rs old as her
mother c
Il cannot tell You, Allen, the anguish
and feeling of wretchcdness which then
experienced. I remained in n. but a
short time, and then returned to my west
ern home. was, as you know, success
ful in business, and gained n competency
my uncle, hearing more favorable reports,
sent for me, and we were recOncilcd. He
died few years since, leaving me heir to
all his wealth. My history from that pc.
riod you know. have lived here in my
bachelors hail. escaping the snares Of
managing mamlnas and their fascinating
daughters. shall never forget her whom
loved in my youth, and shall never en-
Nov into Nha .,h asuS ne Human
Phillip Rivers threw himself back OH
the sofa and lighted his cigar, watching
the wreathing smoke as he did SO.
well, Rivers, / should never have
dreamed of such q romance in your life.
What would Mrs. Claire. who terms you
the most inveterate bachelor living, say
to thisI'
Rivers smiled.
But, Phil continued Allen, have you
never heard anything Of Agatha since
thenr
No; and until this night, l have moi
for five years spoken her name
Pardon me. Phil, but let me ask, dc
you love her yeti'
Philip arose and paced the floor for a
few moments; hisproud face grew white,
:"dxaisdvo and his voice 'Fs~Sl'd Slightly as he
Il will answer your question. ! have
cndeavOred oil these years to banish from
my heart one who has been unfaithful tC
me; have strOve to think OF her as the
wife Of another, but despite Of all, still
see the hazel eyes Of Agatha Lee, and
still her bird.like voice speaks to my
heart; and with that voice never huShed
can but love her even now. Yes, Char
Icy, I lore her set.'
The last rays Of the setting sun shonC
in through the folds Of the rich curtains
upon large and well furnished room, il
which sat two ladies, both young, and one
beautiful. A well.titting dress Of dark
cashmere displayed her finely formed fig
ure; her brown hair escaped from thu
comb which held in place the glossy
braids, now hung in halfiormcd ringlet'
about the small white neck her eye'
were large, and in their expression tender
the red lips were parted with smile
disclosing row Of pearly teeth and th'
hand toying with the tassel Of her dress
was small and delicate, while rings o
great value, encircling her fingers SPOKE
Of the wealth Of the owner. Her com
panion- WAS young girl eOf apparently
about seventeen summers, there wa
nothing in her appearance to elicit sec
Ond glance.
'Oh, Aggie,' said she, suddenly, ar
you going to Mrs. De Vere's party 70
morrow nighti They say it will be
spendid affair, and you know she has sen
you an invitation
Il am stranger in the city you know
am acquainted with no one save Mrs
Dc We're, whom, for the two past SUM
mers, have met at Saratoga. l do no
think ! shall CO.
Not 60! why, Aggie WaIdrOn, I Only
wish had the chance; but ma has sucl
old fashioned notions! says I am too youni
when here l am seventeenl' and tn
speaker sighed, as though she felt hersel
quite aged. do wish was going, Mr.
De We're always has such elegant parties
Meg Harvey tells me ell about them; al
the lions are there. There Is yOunl
Lancey, whom Meg says is il love witt