Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1862-03-17

indeed this call is imperative, and nv fathN
er is wholly unable TO 60
oh / know it, cried Rose, 'and I
would not have him 60 but | feel rs if
something dreadful were to hsppcn-only
take me with YOU, indeed, will not trouble
yon.'
Dear, darling Bose, it 10 impossible.'
replied Herman, nay road lies through
woods and hilly passes, and mast travel
on horseback it would be madness for
Won to attempt to ride so now do not
urge it dearest, / will hasten back at the
earliest moment to my treasure, perhaps
sooner than have named.'
1t cost poor Rose great effort to con-
troll her emotion until her husband left
her, and then she resigned herself to the
most distressing apprehension., and as eve
ming approached, she seated herself in the
| balcony that commanded view of the
| long avenue, to wait for his return.
Mr.. Stanhope's illness confined him
wholly to his own apartment, and his old
/ Indian nurse and a servant who had atten-
ded him for years. were all that he fancied
to have about him during the paroxysms
of his disease, so that Rose was left wholly
to her own sad meditations.
The day had been clondy, and as eve
ming advanced the snow began TO fall, and
there was every indication of an approach
ing storm vet still Rose fingered in the
open air, straining her eyes through the
gloom to scatch the first glimpse of Her
man.
A girl, who had been Roses attendant
previous to her marriage, had accompa-
MED her to her new abode, and presuming
on having come with her LADY, from home,
seemed to feel privileged to concern her
self about Roses affairs rather more than
her own situation or her mi,tress's partiaIity
war; anted.
Dear ne, my lady, you will catch your
death if you sit so in the snow and rain,
and master will be vexed enough if he
comes home and finds You here, and not a
shawl or anything around you more than
if you was by the fire.
Hand me a shawl, Jane was Roses
quiet reply.
The girl brought an elegant cashmere,
which bad been among the superb bridal
{ gifts of Mr.. Stanhopc to his daughter-n-
4 law Roses mind was too fauch, absorbed
to notice that an article so splendid, re-
served for important occasions, was pro-
: dpced at such an unreasonable time, but
wrapping it around her, she continued her
watch, although it was almost too dark to
discern any object.
Still Jane stood, as if hesitatiDg about
, something, until her mistress, discouraged
by the increasing darkness, turned TO re-en-
, ter the house, saying, with deep sigh,
{ | fear he will not come tonight,
No, ma'am,' said the girl in q hesitating
voice, III don't think, lnaam, that.
| that master will be here Tonight
why not 2 exclaimed. her mistress,
startled by the girls voice and manner.
Well, ma am, Pm almost afraid to tell
: you, butt p
!. Tell me what you mean, Instantly cri-
) ed Rose, as she now FIRST bcheld the pale
/, face of her attendant.
| L tell you, ma am, if yeu won't be
:. .cared and won't 60 to scare old master
:, for the doctor says as how twill send hi,
: ails to to his stomach to be scared
Tell me quickly exclaimed Rose, her
S face as pale as death, and in voice the
e girl did not venture to disobey.
: why, ma am the truth is, Pm afeerd
4 masters got hurt, for he was thrown from
5 his horse, the boy said who brought this
: bit of paper, and he lays at the cottage
a on the top of the hill.'
: Why did you not give it to me instant
# ly? Let me 90 to bin, shreked the ter
o rifed wife.
The girl put piece of folded paper int
r her hand !; the words were almost ilcgi-
;, Bile, as if written with difficulty g an
hurt, but at no great distance take th
d bearer for your guide, and hasten to me
" my Rose
e Not tear did Rose shed, not anethe
J. question did she ask, and although he
J. face was deathly pale, and her frame tren
v bled, her voice sounded unnaturally cain
It as she bade Jane precede her to the plac
,r where the lad waited.
d The girl betrayed infinitely more agifa
/ ton than her mistress, as she placed
5 bonnet, which she held in her hand, OF
e Roses head Surely, mann, you'll tax
le the. carriage Rose made not the slightc!
1T reply, as she hurried from the house.
!. But, ,ny lady, what shall say /
d old lnasferg persisted the girl. I'm 7
e. ing to my husband was all the anl
IS she received. They soon reached tn,
IS where cIownish-looking boy Of
ut fifteen stood waiting, and merely
IN him show her the way, their
,e forms were soon lost in the CLOG
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