Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1863-03-27

y vi icsV' " h"uShty III ans fe-
f ticence as Rensbawe Waring, he was ten
r times as sensitive in regard to its breach.
= So his greeting in the presence of Will
} son was glacier cool, while a fire was ra-
ging within his breast. A nod beckon-
ed her into the library and he closed the
heavy door between themselves and the
, outside world He knew why she had
gone, for Aline's neglect of his message
had transpired. Now what did her early
return mean
!, Her first words thrilled him with sur
prise--with dread
%, papa, why did you not tell me p
Tell her wha. ? he uttered in his
amazement. Good heavens what had
she been told? Who had told her? /
left message for you at noon to remain
in until saw you, and Miss Alne for
got to deliver it,
oh J family uttered, with some re-
lief in the tone and then, Il am so sor-
sy, papa--sorry for you, / mean. j
don't mind, you know
He thought he should have to do with
tears and terrors and, like Waring, he
had been fortifying himself, and here she
was, calm-eyed, unutterably gentle, and
giving him consolation. For a moment
be could not see a mist came over his
vision, and he could find no words to an
swer her.
'But where had she heard who had
told her? ?
She fell to untying the tassels of her
cloak and looking away while the color
clouded in her cheek, she replied, mfr.
Waring told me-.
'Waring Why had he told her ?
1t was curious tableau-tbey two to-
getner. He, e-ss-, letarn,ined. exnect- |
ofthe worst yet his very soul
shuddering away from it; an d that
naughty pride invaded. open to the
world, and quiyering with double sense
of suffering. The young, tender, yester-
day caressed, courted to-day scorned,
almost, and aching with the rude
but covering it over with mask of calm
ness to save him from the pang ofknowl-
edge.
Thus for a few moments they waited
hesitaling until he asked the pointed
question.
why did Mr.. Waring tell you, Rosa
nond ? s
A moment more she hesitated then :
luite low Of tone--she was a bungler at
,vasion-'He thought it would not be :
pleasant for me to be there. / was much
lressed, you know, and-and-he told :
ne you were i'll, at first !
He rose and came before her. His .
'oice was concentrated passion, though u
% still, tender always to her. Rosa Il
nond, was it not pleasant !? G
She ;rembled violently, hanging her Il
lead at the remembrance and blushing a
With gentle shame, yet caring more even P
hen, for the hurt TO him. P
Not so pleasant as usual, papa she a
esitatingly answered.
All bis suspicious were confirmed d
The world he had ruled and scorned, and u
ated for years, had struck back upon
i'm in his only vulnerable spot-his one :
tile eve lamb. The blow was more %
han he could bear calmly. Through his =
ool ease of manner, vehement passion u
nd tenderness proclaimed their sway y
With something that was akin to an i'm u
recation, he took her to bis breast.
Child, child be exclaimed, they did !;
OF dare to insult you with neglect, with :,
oldness 7 :,
She had never seen her father moved 6,
efore-her gay, brilliant papa, always h;
sady with kind word or a jest--and =,
lie trembled against his bosom without a h,
ord. !.
Soon she said, as il in explanation, 1T VI
as not SO strange, perhaps, papa, when ii,
ou remember how was dressed : aud tb
lie dropped the cloak from her shoul. on
srs, disclosing that sumptuous Princess br
oyal raiment. "a
His heart sank within him as he re- so
lrded her. What might he not have ~
we'd her by an earlier contidencep Il,
'Bun,' he said suddenly, who was there 90
at you know well bs
20, everybody, almost Henry Seyne br
ID
Henry Seynel was Seyne there ?
Yes ",
What did be say to you, BUMP
Nothing, papa ed
He ground his teeth, and commenced N,
,lking up and down the room. The
bis ? he muttered, mot to perceive at lar