Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1861-09-04

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take of it with hearty appetites
g / know it," returned Frederic, 90 but l
have no inclination to taste even a morsel =
To tell the truth, Camerone. the effect pro
duced on Carrie by meeting Mr.. Willard has
quite astonished me. Do you know she says
she has met tie sbadox face to face, and it is
breathing reality ?"
Yes" replied Camerone, ''and in her de-
lirium twice she repeated correctly the mes
sage he sent to father"
''It is strange" said Frederic, thought
fully. " that, yesterday, Mrs. Chapelle sho'd
have been so fearful of the power of this man.
1t Is very much unlike her, and doubt if she
would feel so to-day upon sober, second tho't.
She questioned me closely of the pas. life of
our parents, inquiring if NOyes Willard had
not received some deep and lasting injury at
the hands of my father"
''And what did you say ?" asked Camerone.
earnestly.
What should l say but that L had no
knowledge of any acquaintance existing be-
tween either of my parents and this revenge
ful piece of fury who goes about the country
venting his rage in mouthfulls of spiteful
threats, until his removal to the village? l
had never thought of the possibility of such
thing before, nor do l now entertain serious
susplcions of it. and yet it may be that be
has met father before his marriage, and seeks
to wreak vengeance upon him for some trifing
alteration in school boy days"
Frederic" Camerone spoke, in low,
firm voice, 90 do not, I entreat you, mention
the supposition of Mrs. ChapelIe to either of
our parents, for it is a subject that would give
them pain. That there has been cause for
eumity between this Willard and our family
| do not doubt Nay, kno,o that there has
been, from what my mother has said to me !;
but farther than this, have not questioned,
nor has she told me and SO perfect is my
faith in her that know it is best for US all
that & be kept secret between the parties
concerned"
:. You are right, Camerone. If our father
and mother choose to withhold anything from
our knowledge we have no right to question
their conduct or motives; and l pledge my
word that L will not presume to doubt their
wisdom by seeking to become acquainted with
that which they would hold secret from their
children
That is spoken like my own impulsive
BROTHER said Camerone, smiling, they
arose from the table care you going to DR..
Lawson's, Fred ?"
The young man shook his head.
Not to-day, Camerone. The storm will
be an excuse for my non-appearance at the
office, and 1 can afford to spend one day from
/ books and medicine for your own and mother 5
/ sake, as know you will esteem it rare treat
! to enjoy my good society"
/ Camerone joined in the low, musical laugh
/ that followed his last words, and calling Sa-
brina to clear away the table, she bade her
brother good morning. and the two separated
to retire to their rooms and court repose.
Overcome by fatigue and anxiety, Came
rome slept long aud heavily. ard it was near
the middle os the afternoon when she awoke
Hastily dressing herself, she went immediate
ly to Carries chamber, and, upon finding that
the sick child still slept, proceeded to the
dining -room to prepare meal for her mo
tber. who was still watching the pale faced
sleeper.
Frederic was standing by the window equip
ped IN his warm overcoat. fur gloves and cap
and turned quickly around as she entered.
Where are you going 2" asked Camerone
in surprise.
.' Read aud see," was his brief reply, as b,
placed note in her hand. She unfolded i
and read:
My FRIEND FRED If you can leave home
, please come to me at once, Liam In trouble
Every one has left the house to-day on accoun
: of ghost who visited us last night, and | an
, left alone. | suspect the phantom is inven
! ton of Noyes Willard's, but cannot fathom hi
purpose. ELLEN CHAPELLE."
Camerone smiled at the abruptness of th
epistle, and smoothing out the crumpied pa
per, gave it back to her brother.
"You will come back soon, won't you
| Fred ?" said she. earnestly.
GAS soon as | can" was his light reply, a
he drew his coat collar closer about his necI
and struggled through the snow-drifts tn;
were piled up in the front yard. The gat
was shut and barricaded with huge bank
snow, and, withou. trying to open it, /
scaled the wall aud took the beaten track f
C the village. Bu. even here the drifts wei
], almost impossible, and when he reached Hol
: he was thoroughly fatigued by his walk.
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