Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1862-05-29


son Clinton was daily expected hom'
from England, 10 spend few month
with his parents in Rose Hill Vaie.-.
The Desteiles we're comfortably am
neatly furnished in their house. aad 8
pleasantly passed the evening that dusl
vas growing 'roand Them bsfors thel
left the genial srssids Of the polite -
Frenchman. - -
When they arose 10 g6 Carrie, Va
IS much poliieress ~ sic e64d ccul
mand, invited Miss Bestsils d call Of
her The following evening. Dora con
sented to this, and the curious little
party passed ont Of the little wicket
gate, aud pursued their walk in silence
toward Mr.. EImer's stately farmhouse
The first sound that broke the silence
came from the scornfui lips of Helen.
81 never can like that girl"
"Nor l." said Sarah.
"Oh, DEAR" cried Carrie, 81 never
want to become any better acquainted
with her,"
"Why, then. did you invite her to
see you," said George, coolly.
go. merely for curiosity"
"Why, haven't you satisfied your
curiosity yet?"
20, yes, but 1 want Bess Lakes and
the other girls to see her,"
"Bess will make Poem on her, /
know. What curls, "said Sarah; "they
gave her such a childish look"
"Carrie, If ever you allow your hair
to curl again, will surely prosecute
you"
Carrie Indignantly twisted her sunny
curls closely around her head, and
said contemptuously--"it will be some
time before you see my hair in curls.
Perhaps at Miss Desteile's wedding"
said she, as if she knew that time would
never come.
The party here relspsed into silence.
which at lenght was broken by sup
pressed laugh from Sarah.
"What now," said Carrie, as il she
knew something nice was on hand when
that reverenced lady laughed.
81 have bit upon capital plan; we
will prepare all things tomorrow. and
invite all the girls of the neighborhood
to tea, and we will have nice time"
go, that will just do" said Carrie.
"but what is the matter with George?"
30. he's completely bewitched with
the pretty curls aud round kitchen
arms" said the saucy Helen, springing
from his side. and taking the arm of
Carrie. Anything but love-sick gen.
tleman for me-"
George gave her one searching look
and heaved sigh. By this time they
had reached Mr. Elmer's gate. With
out a word, George opened it and
walked in. The girls stared at him as
he stepped across the yard. opened
side door and disappeared out Of sight
in his own room.
"What does he mean?" said Helen.
"He is insulted, suppose" said
Carrie.
LET US retire." said Sarah, "for it
is pitch dark. Let US go to bed to
dream Of dark curls and insulted gen.
tlemen."
"I'lI not go in," said Helen. in
husky tone.
Carrie insisted. but to no purpose,
and Sarah added--"it is too dark to 60
home, come in and stay till morning"
"N0t 1; it would please George too
WE'LL" said the spoiled heiress; "I'd 60
home if it was as dark again." and be-
fore another word could be spoken. she
glided swiftly away, and her form soon
disappeared in the darkness Of the night.
"She acts curious" said Sarah. as
she lighted a candle and started up
stairs to bed.
$50 does George" said Carrie.
go, well, what else can be expected.
They are both spoiled children" and
with these remarks, the ladies sought
repose. and were soon worshipping the
droWsy God, and once again silence
spread over the beautiful vale, and yet
two hours later, Pickering light cast
its faint rays out OF the east window OF
the brick, upon the little eminence at
the further end Of Rose Hill Vale
Who could be watching there at so late
an hour? Those who wish TO know,
must peruse the next chapter.
[ro BE CONTINUED.