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s'And she Was blind dl-that beautiful girl. I
could not have thought it. studied that pure
face, the eyes thatas s often the case with those
who are born without sight-large, bright and Ii
quid, seemed endowed with rarer powers of per-
ception than is usual-the polished brow, over
which auburn tresses were folded-the oval face,
go spiritual in its outlines and its coloring-the
sensitive lips, scarlet as berries-and could not
believe for the moment that she did not see me
watching her 80 attentivcly. She must reprove
me, thought. by q lookout no. The eyes took
the direction of the many voices about her, wan
dering now here, now there, but never rested on
me. had not spoken"
The speaker paused. He was q man Of middle
age and plainly dressed-s man Of elegant tastes,
keen, quick, and observant of men and matters.
One gentleman who was with me had been banter
ing him about his single state, and had thought
lessly wounded him.
It is not safe to jest upon such matters. The
lip may not tremble, nor the eye grow less steady,
nor the color futter back from the cheeks. but
sometimes our words press upon buried thorn,
and the heart is probed and bleeds anew. The
story might have been told for our instruction. I
give it in his own words:-
was young man then, fresh from the country.
had become clerk in one of the first firms in
tho city, and consequently felt myself sble olive
in what seemed to me good style. Ny frie~A
Frank Appleby who had been my companion at
school and my chum. at college, met me almost
upon the moment of my arrival with the exclama.
Hon:-"Ive got capital lodgings . little way out
Of town--only been there week, but it's splen.
did place, promise you!'
So I went with him, deposited my trunk in his
room which was handsome and spacious, and that
night as returned and sat down to supper after
an introduction to the family. I first saw Emily
Houston. There were two daughters. The house
Has kept By widex who had ell her life been ac-
customed to the rsinements and elegancies Of
wealth, until the death Of her husband five years
before. Since that time she had supported herself
by taking In gentlemen boarders. .
Emily was the youngest daughter; the blind one,
whom I have above described. Charlotte, the
elder, was far less lovely though some would have
called her beauty more striking. did not As
said before, my glances towards Emily were 30
frequent as to call forth some remarks from Frank
Appleby.
~ never saw 80 sweet creature said, with
fervor.
'She is dear little thing was his careless re.
ply; "and between you and me ;" he added more
earnestly, al think she likes me little too wel.r
never shall forget how felt as he said this.
flush of mingled resentment and contempt few
to my cheeks; it seemed sacrlege to speak so
lightly Of so beautiful creature Besides, found
that she mad made deep impression on my own
imak kfnaton, and l remembered how her eyes had
turned more quickly at the sound of Franks voice
than at any other; that, even when he passed
her, she seemed to know it, to look more
eagerly, TO listen more intenty. Every day
/ became more enamored of this lovely girl.
and 1t panied me inexpressibly to see Frank as
thought, tr6e with her. He paid real court to the
more regal Charlotte, but his vanity could not
Withstand the mute homage Of her sister. often
watched them together--watched till IL almost
maddened me; for l would have given worlds for
one Of the peculiar smiles she always bestowed on
him.
One day I saw him standing at the door which
led out upon small plot of garden ground, now
regal with full crimson, and the deep hues Of the
trees, whose branches leaned over the wall. One
arm was placed around her waist, with the other
hand he was pressing back the brown, wavy hair.
"You have a remarkably beautiful forehead,
Emily" he said.
"Have II do you think 90, Oh, am 90 glad!,
she said, artlessly.
"what makes you glad, Emilys, he asked, in
the softest Of tones.
because whatever you like in me always makes
me glad" was the innocent reply. THAT beauti.
ful song, "A ring Of gold she gave me- do you
know have learned that because you liked Il %
welH can sing every word Of it,
Can your" said he. Thank you for learning Il
Tor me. ] will hear you sing IL this evening.
Yes" he continued, still musingly, "you have
remarkably intellectual brow; think you could
write poetry, little one."
"Ah, II ] could but see you might was the
low, sweet reply.
well, well, there's confession" said Frank,
laughing lightly, yet from where stood saw his
cheek flush with pleasure. Now how do you
suppose look,n
"Oh, ] have heard oftsn,n said the innocent
creature. "eister Lottie has told me that you
have black curling hair and black eyes. And
think, 90 Lottie says, you must be very hand
some.n
"0h, yes, I'm prodigiously hapdsoms fellow"
said Frank, conceitedly, Laughing ~ he spoke.
"Do you think, little one, that Sister Lottie likes
mo pretty wellr'
"How can she help it,' asked the blind girl,
lifting her glowing but sightless eyes towards
him.
Ifsvcr my blood boiled II did then, az I saw him
lean over and kiss her. II ever wanted 10 give
that srrsnt knave and puppy q shaking did
then. blush mantlcd her pure cheeks--a smile
deepened the dmplss round her lips.
"Frank," exclaimed. Indignantly, few mo.
menss Afterwards, "you ought 70 be ashamed Of
yourself"