New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1862-02-07
NEW OREGON IOWA. FEBRUARY 7, 1862.
Claude Sayille himself entered.

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NV amiable cousin t'rned first red
and then white with confusion but
probably concluding from his manner
that he had not heard our conversation
she regainel her composurc, and was
soon chatting a, blithely as ever.
Claude led her to the piano. She
was splendid performer, therefore
nev'r refused to play; and while the
'e'icious music floated through the room,
7 sat unnoticeA in my nook in the deep
bay window, thinking of Paul Allison
toiling in distant lands. and Of how he
would bear the news of his beautiful
Augustus Inconsistency.
Augusta and Claude were just pre-
raring to sing a duet, when Agnes
Berresford, the goycrncss, entered.
Sliding gracefully to where my cous
in sat, she whispered in her car.
Impossible ! exclaimed that young
lady, impatiently. Tell her that am
engaged. She must call again. Well:
what are you waiting for? Did you
not understand me ? she added sharply,
as Agnes stood hesltatingly for q mo-
ment,
A faint flush tinged the fair check of
the governess, and she was gone.
Poor and proud = sncercd Augusta.
IF you'll believe me, Mr.. Savillc, that
creature puts on more airs than if she
were a Duchess
A peclular smile lowered round his
moustached lips for second but he
said, simply, that he was impatient
for the song, AMI was soon wholly en-
crossed in the music again.
I had seen enough to convince me
that Claude SaviIle was by no means in
love with Augusta St. John; and I
thought to myself my beautiful cousin
ought to have made sure Of her new love
before she was off with the old. But |
very wisely held my peace.
a few DAYS after as I entered the IL
brary noiselesslv, intending to surprise
my young cousins, a very novel sight
met my eyes. The children were no.
where visible :. but, in the broad win
dow seat, sat Claude Saville, his arms
encirc'ing Agnes Bcrresford-thc gov
erness f.!
Slut Miss St. John 2 Agnes was
saying.
l tell you, Agnes, / never did more
than admire Miss Augusta and even
my admiration was put to fight, one
day, by happening to overhear a con-
versation not intended for my ears, be-
tween her and her cousin. How can
you think, Agnes, that l could love
her, knowing you, my darling, my
though: it proper to ahom! just
here, and Claude, after recovering from
his momentary confusion, drew the
blushing girl forward, and exclaimed--
i know you will congratulate me,
Miss Pauline, when ! tell you that Ag-
nes here has promised to be my wife in
a fortnight.
Before coull reply, Agnes uttered
a sudden exclamation, and, turning, /
behell Augusta St. John standing in
the doorway: her beautiful features
fairly livid with rage. bcstowing one
annihila'ins glance upon all three Of
us, she disappeared; and from that
moment to this we have never mention
ed the scene between US.
Claude Savillc is now a United States
Senator and his wife, Agnes Berries
ford that was, has been .lled the belle
Of Washington.
Paul Allison woocd and won high.
born English maid, and is now in Italy,
devoting what time aud attention he can
: spare from the golden. haired Louise to
his beloved art.
My cousin Augusta is in the straight
, road to become sour, cross, grabbed
old maid.
. Remedies for Dyspepsia.