Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1861-01-18


proyi'atrics4 I thought che must be. 80
full Of soul was the music she poured forth
and when she concluded asked Mrs. Cath
bert whose composition IL was.
Z" Her own" she replied "and she nev.
er knows wha, she is going to sing when
when she commences "
I uttered no fuisome words Of commenda-
ton to Marguerite, bat my eyes mus, have
spoken volumes Of approval.
Tha. nigh, when retired to rest. my
dreams wero not haunted by the hOircss.
bu, by the pale face had seen by the win
dow-,hc lace OF Marguerite, the so,ernr-s.
The next morning WIS awake at an ear.
iy hour, and glancing out, saw Marsuer.
tie gliding acros. the lawn. FASTENED to
join her-hcr cheek wore q rich glow. her
dark, lu.trous eyes werc full Of light. her
. lips tremulOus with smiles. her white apron
fulI Of snowy blossoms, aud she had wreath.
ed spray Of f'samine amid the blackness
Of her hair. How we began TO talk
scarcely know. bnt ! never was ~ enter.
tain cd by any woman rs by her. ! could
tonch upon no subject IN literature or ar,
with which she was no, iimil ar. and Mad.
amc de Siael mishE hNvo coveted her con.
vcrsitlonal powers. On the lawn We sep.
aratei, bot when We met at breakfast in
the presence of the Cu,hbcrt. and tho su-
perciIliou. heiress, saw that the old COVER
ness look had come back to her face. and
she was morc reticent than ever. Ny
friend proposed horseback excursion TO
boiling spring in tbs neishbJrhoOd. and
when our party assembled on tho ycrandi,
! noticed with the kecne', disappointment,
that the guVcrnrs, had been excluded. I
rode at tho bride rein Of Blanche. who
Looked very pretty IN the blue habit, and
with her velvet cap set coquettI.hly above
her golden ,ccscs, bat found 10 an effort
TO interest my.clf in her commonplace chit
chat. ielt u sense of relief when W. di,-
mounted at the Hall, ani a. soon as hal
lei my partner in. bounded up the stair.
case. On the way To my chamber I passed
an open door, and through it caught !.
glimpse Of Marguerite. The ,wo children
wcrc hu.y a, their tasks, and shc .lt "a.
tIcnily correcting sketch which one of
them hal made. \ portfolio lay beside her.
which doubted not was Tiled with her
own drawing. She heard my step, AMI
looking NJ. aw me on the ,hre.hoi.
What =" she exclaimed. " have you re.
turned 81 soon? | did not expect you Tor
m hour or .vo. hopc You have enjoyed
your.cli."
mo, I have not. | was really diap.
pointed because you did no, go"
4 tain, smile passed over her face.
IL" she muttcrri " you can't IN.
dcrs,and etiquette, IT, YOU suppose Cover.
ness - TO bc made an equal"
| tel, the blood rush to my brow, a. I re-.
piled
There arr many false notions in socic-
iy am sure Mrs. Cuthhcr,'. govcrne.-
i, the equal of any one here. and a- such I
regard her,"
Her face crim.pned. and for time there
was silence, which broke by saying
"Is this the school room?'
Yes"
l, looks very cool and pleasant; may I
come in'''
~ suppose Mrs. cu,hber; would have no
objection"
IL hope no, 80 and with these words !
moved to the table at which she was sitting.
docs ,ha, portfolio belong to you :" I
inquired, laying my hand on that article
in question. She bowed a'sen: AMI re-.
sumed-" Shall have the pleasure OF eI.
aiming its contents"
4" Certainly SIR"
She was calm. grave. quiet. but when |
drew forth the picture and began to erpl'i.
ate. then rrticencc vanished. Her eyes ll,,
the pale cheek glowed. her lirs, those no.
ble lips Of hers, parted. AMI she talked with
the enthusiasm of grlhOol. The sketches
were indeed wonderful, and, NJ last said
lit i. n shame Cor you, with your &c.
n,u. for painting, to drudge as govern.
ess :"
Again that peculiar smile fitted aero.
| her features, NJ she murmured-
"The poor must do what they ean--no.
what they would"
At tins moment we were interrupted by
/ the children. and left her.
In the afternoon as was louncins on
luxurious sofa IN the library. the dor op.
ened aud Marguerite appeared. but at the
sigh, Of me she precipitassiy retired.
STAY :" cried following her.
"No, no, ! canno,--l did no, dream you
were here. was lonely. and came down
| for book"
+" Come and get It," With some reluc.
tance she. entered and took splepddly
bound copy Of Tas.o from the shelf. igIan-
cei a, !, and said. what, do you read la''
so?"
"a little"
Then take a .sat beside me. and We
will read together"
She he.ita,ed an iustan, and then assent.
ed. The liquid Tuscan language sounded
very beautiful. syllablcd in her accents. and
the spell with which the governe.s had
bound me, decpcned with every passing mo.
ment.
A month wore on, and one night sat IN