The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1861-03-06


fingered at our wine.
What do you think Of my sister," asked
Cnthbert.
"She is very beautiful" replied.
And have you fallen in love at first
sightr
If have shall not tell you," exclaim-
ed, and then we went on chatting in mercy
strain. When we adjourned 10 the great,
cool, luxurions paror, found Mrs. Culh-
bert and her sister, but the gpverness was
walking to and fro on the terrace, appareni-
ly absorbed in deep thought. The usual
small talk ensued, and al last, at nv request,
the helress sat down at the piano, aud played
and sang with much skill. had observed
harp 10 the boudoir adjacent, and begged her
to sweep its strings for me.
:" cannot" she said, "bnt Miss Margue-
rite can; will call her." and moving 10 the
window she exclaimed, imperiously. /" Come,
Marguerite, we wish you to play sume airs
on The harp"
The governess hesitated moment, and
then came in and took seat at the h.rp
As she sat there noticed for the first llnc
the superb proportion Of her figure, the grace
ful poise Of her head on the stately neck
But | forgot those when she smote the chord,
Of the harp. and began to sing. Was she IN
unprecedented ! thought she must be, 81
full Of sod was the music she poured forth,
and when she concluded asked Mrs. Cuth.
bert whose composition II was.
Her own," she replied, and She never
knows what she is going TO sing when She
commences"
uttered no fulsome words Of commrnda-
tion to Marguerite, but my eyes must nave
spoken volumes Of approval.
Tha, night when retired to rest nv drrams
were moi haunted BY The heiress, bnl u, Tie
pale face had seen at the window--lile Lace
ot Marguerite, the governess.
The next morning was awake at an early
hour, and glancing out, saw Marguerite iii.
ding across the lawn. fastened ii JON her
her cheek wore rich glow, her dark, lus-
tr'ous eyes were full Of light. her lip tremu-
lous with smiles. her white apron was fuIl Of
snowy blossoms, and she had wreathed a spray
OF jessamine amid the backness of Ler HAIR.
How we began TO talk scarcely know, but
| never was SO entertained by any woman as
by her. could touch upon no subject in
literature or art with which she was not ia
miliar, and Madame de Stael might have COW
eted her conversational powers. On the
lawn we separated, but when we met at
breakfast IN the presence of the Cuthberts
and the supercilious heiress, saw that the
old goyerness look had again come back to
her falr face. and she was more retrcnt than
ever My friend proposed horseback ex-
cursion 10 boiling spring in the neighbur-
hood, and when our party assembled on
the verandah, noticed with the keenest dis.
appointment that the goyerness had been rx-
cluded. rode al tile bride rein Of the fair
Blanche. who looked very pretty in the blue
habit and with her velvet cap set coqnciil.h-
" above her golden tresses, but found /, an
effort to interest myself in tlie common place
chltchat. felt sense 0i relief WHEN wr
dismounted at the Hall. and, as sooa a. lad
led my partner 10. bounded up the staircase.
On the way to my chamber passed az upen
door. and through il caught a glimpse oI
Marguerite. The two children we're bu,,
al their tasks, aud she sal patiently correct
ing a sketch which one Of them hal matte.
A portfolio lay beside her, which duuhtcd
not was filled with her uwn drawings. She
heard my step, and looking Up, saa me IN
the threshold.
"What!" she exclaimed, "haye ,nn re-.
turned SO soons did MT expect yau Tor an
hour or two. hope you have EMU, ,,l your-
self"
"No. have not. was really disappninl-
ed because you did not CO."
A faint smile passed over her face.
"I-I," she murmered, you cant under
stand etiquette il YOU suppose q govtraes. Is
TO be made an equal.
| felt the blood rush to my brow a. r.
piled:
"There are many false notians III society
am sure Mrs. Cuthbert's goyerncss Is thr
equal Of any one here, and as such regard
her."
Her face crimsoned, and for time there
was silence. which broke BY Saying
is this the schoolroom q
"Yes.r
"It Looks very cool and pleasant. May /
come in Z"
81 suppose Mrs. cuthbert would have 10
objection"
81 hope not" and with these words
moved TO the table at which she was sitting.
|" Does that portfolio belong 70 yous'
inquired. laying my hand upon the article IL
question. She bowed assent, and resumed:
: ohali have the pleasure OF examining Its [
:ontentsfv
Certainly. SIR !
She was calm. grave, quiet. but when !
lrew forth the pictures aud began TO expali. n
Itc, then her patience vanished. Tier eyes
Il, the pale cheek glowed. her lips-those /
loble lips Of hcrs--parted. aud she talked i
With enthusiasm Of girlhood. The sketches i
we're indeed wonderful, and al last said: 4
cit Is a shame Cor YOU with your genius /,
or painting. to drudge as go,erness.
Again that peculiar smile fitted over her
eatures as she murmurcd;
"rhe poor must do what they can, not !,
/ hat they would"
AZ this moment we we're interrupted BY
he children, and lelt her. \
In the afternoon was lounging on luxu. '
ious sofa IN the library, the door opened.
nd Marguerite appeared. but Al sight Of me 6
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