Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1862-06-20

my partner in, l bounded up the stair.
case. On my way to my chamber
passed an open door, and through i
caught the glimpse Of Marguerite. The
two children were busy at their tasks
and she sat patiently correcting sketch
which one of them had made. A port.
folio lay beside her, which doubted moi
was filed with her own drawings. She
heard my step, and looking up saw me
on the threshold.
'What y she exclaimed, have you re-
turned SO soon? l did not expect you
for an hour or two. l hope you have
enjoyed YOURSELF
No, have not. 1 wao roolly disaP-
pointed because you did not CO.
A faint smile passed over her face.
IL she muttered; you can't un-
derstand etiquette, if you suppose a gov
erness is to be made an equal
felt the blood rush to my brows as l
replied: There are many false notions
in society; l am sure Mrs. Cuthberts
governess is the equal of any one here,
and as such / regard her.
Her face crimsoned, and for time
there was silence, which l broke by say
ing
is this the scbool-room?'
Yes
1t looks very cool and pleasant may
| come il?
4 suppose Mrs. Cuthbert would have
no objection
Il hope not! and with these words l
moved to the table at which she was sit
ting.
Does that portfolio belong to you?'
inquired l, laying my hand upon the ar
ticle in question.
She bowed assent, and 1 resumed
Shall | have the pleasure of examining
its contents ?
Certainly, sir"
She was calm, grave, quiet, but when
| drew forth the pictures and began to
expatiate, then her retinence vanished.
Her eyes lit, her pale cheek glowed, her
lips-those mobile lips of hers-parted,
aud she talked with the enthusiasm of
grlhood. The sketches were indeed
wonderful, and at last said;
1T is shame for you, with your ge-
Mus for painting, to drudge as COVER
ness.
Again the peculiar smile fitted over
her features as she murmured;
The poor must do what they can, not
what they would
In the afternoon, as l was lounging on
a luxurious sofa in the library, the door
opened, and Marguerite appeared, but at
sight of me she precipitately retired.
Stay stay' cried l, following after
her.
mo, no, l cannot--I did not dream
you were here l was lonely, and came
down for a book
Come and get it, With some reluc-
tance she entered and took splendidly
bound copy of Tasso from the shelf 1
glanced at it, and said: 'What-do you
read Tasso?'
"A little
'Then take a seat beside me, and we
will read together
She hesitated an instant, and then as
sented. The liquid Tuscan sounded
very beautiful, syllabled in her accents,
and the spell with which the governess
bound me, deepened with every passing
moment.
A month wore on, and one night l sat
in my chamber, holding communion with
my own heart. The face had seen at
the window on my arrival-the face that
had seemed so pale, so calm, so cold, had
since assumed every variety of express
sion. / came here to WOO Blanche, and
l had fallen in love with the governess.
Yes, l was in love at last-Marguerite
haunted all my sleeping and waking
dreams. l was musing thus when
heard a tap at my door, and Cuthbert
entered.
We'll, penny for your thoughts he
said.
Il am thinking 1 replied, show mys-
terious thing love is
you are in love, then? Glad of it
glad of it. Blanche will be a happy
woman
'Tis-'tis not Blanche stammered
''tis not Blanche my heart has chosen
l love the governess.'
The governess ? said Cuthbert =
'zounds, man, what do you mean?'
Il have laid heart, hand and fortune
at her feet; if she accepts me shall