The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1862-10-11

her eyes TO return his graceful, courteous
greeting. so .aas
"Well might uncle William warn me to
guardlmy heart r. she said to herself, as the
afternoon wore on. 'sI'never saw such fas
cinating manners" 'its
"Now, Luly, some mnsic," said her un
Gle, as they returned to the drawingroom
after tea
But. nncle-''
ooh! Mr.. Murray il musician himself
so open the piano!"
/ "Permit me-" said the gentleman, taking
L,uisa's place at the heavy lid Of the grand
piano a.'s' til' taf7
"And now that Il is open." she said
gayly, "let me hear you prove my uncis..s
as sertion." fff.f s. 2
Willingly! This is jnst the light fol
the dreamy German music which I prefer
above al others Have you ever heard this
Miss TIazleton ?" and he began to play q
waltz which exactly answered his discrip-
ton ~ .''s7s go
Louisa listened to It with crimson cheeks
for the air was one which she herself had
often played for Lionel, and which he had
always asked for, when the choice Of the
music lay with him. ~ 9
Mr.. Murray had not been many days Al
Milton, when Louisa perceived that the
young gentleman was making love to her. :
There was not the slightest doubt about II
Every hour was filled with the thousand
attentions which lover offers to the fair
lady whose heart he hopes to win; and the
de'icacy Of his manner, his grace. and cour-
tesy, and the mixture Of devoted respect
with manly protection, made every hour in
his presence delightful and Louisa whis.
pered to herself. that. ifher conjectures
were true and he loved her. he should be no
despairing swain. She sighed sometimes
when Lioners letters came under her no
tice; but one thought of his face aud man.
ner brought the contrasting Mr.. Murray,
and she was q ad. the wear being over with.
ont his return. to feel that she was free.
They were in the library ono morning,
Mr. Murray reading aloud, with Louisa and
her aunt were sewing, when Mr.. RAYMOND
,ame In -a
Lnly, have a letter here which want
copied, and am very busy viii you do
II for me ?"
If can he usefnl." said Mr.. Murray,
"pray command me-
Thank yon. my dear fellow. Louey,
get Mr.. Murray some paper"
She fingered moment near him, as re
commenced his task. and. as he wrote, she
followed the motion Of his hand as If fascin.
ated Her uncle and aunt both left the
MON; still he wrote and she watched him.
The letter was short one, and, as he wrote
the last word, he pushed away the paper,
and for the first time looked up.
"Miss Hazleton thought you went
out with Mr.. RAYMOND. You'll"
She looked at him earnestly, and he COL
ored, hesitated, and finally stopped speak.
ing. After a moment of silence, he raised
his eyes again with mnte, imploring ex.
preston.
| thought the handwriting was fami-
liar" she said '.snd now your eyes betray
you. Yet you are much altered, Lionel p
/" Only inasmuch as have ,regained my
health and become more accustomed to So
ciety. Believe me, Louisa, my heart is un-
changed, true always to you. You have
discovered me. Your uncle and aunt knew
who was their guest before he. landed, and
gave their consent to his trying to win his
wife, unp;ejudiced by her old indifference
or dislike. Louey, you know, you have
long known, my love. Can you now give
me. what yon once refused, . word Of
hopes"
There, reader, you and will leave, only
re-entering Mrs. Raymond, an hour later,
to find Louey, all smiles and bushes, the
promised wife of THAT HiDEous NAM!