Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1863-03-18


me with mixture OF prloe ana love.
The boy bewildered me.
As fate uld have it, Fred was right.
felt very i'll. believe resisted fever,
for l have sensation of struggle connec-
ted with that sickness. But cannot
separate he pictures Of my distempered
fancy from the actualities of the time.
Leonora took devoted care of me. Night
after nighth Fred sat by me, and they
relieved each other. Like one hound in an
enchantment, lay unable to prevent their
mutual confidence, and the return Of her
young lovers adoring regard.
He sat beside her as the fire burned low;
his blond hair touched her dusky cheek as
lie bent over her.
Leo, darling, wish was sick, like
mamma.
Hush y said she.
Then you would soothe me, and part
my hair with your soft fingers, that refuse
to touch mine now. You would be sorry
for me, and give me little caressing, and
I should be so happy l would not get WE'LL
Don't talk so, Fred. You used to be
an even-tempered, comfortable kind Of
young man to know. But now you are
really teasing.
DO really annoy your
Very much
And you don't believe in me. Some
times dumb kind of philosophy possesses
me, and say to myself, let her think Of
me as she Will. / cannot be frank, and
must take the consequences. Then
again
Here she rose, and he put both arms
around her. Audacious boy!
fFred!' was uttered in stihed voice.
Promise me to send off Christopher
calculated the young man.
The corners of the room seemed to
stretch away indefinitely. A heavy per-
fume suffocated me. l groaned. In an
other moment Leonora was beside me,
and the fresh air was blowing in from a
window my son had opened.
made hast to get well. The physi-
clans say my constitution and good nursing
saved me but it was all resolution. My
soiU was stronger than the disease. As
soon as I could sit up and see him, Denis
Christopher was admitted. l used to hear
dulcet strain on the stairs, formed by her
delicate note and his melodious base, and
then he would follow Leonora in to pay
his respects to me always bringing some
thing to brighten up my boudoir, and rem
der her Imprisonment less uncomfortable.
Afterward he would never be exiled to
the drawing rooms. Fred frowned ut the
ease with which he invaded our retirement,
but only frowned. He and I began to
wonder if Christopher would win her.
Valiantly but cautiously was he wooing.
Fred went off on boating excursion, and
1 grew weary. 1 wished had died. The
secret of my good looks was confessed.
Perfect health had kept my beauty undim-
med. But coloress and hollow-eyed the
fever left me. l could look at myself no
more so 1 looked at Leonora. ia was
pretty, with aeecharm that did not depend
on tint or outline. Her new friend was
penetrated by her real graces and his
ideal rendering of them /; but would he
conquer? l was sure not. Because sep
aration is alienation at certain age. 1
resolved on Fred's speedy withdrawal
from the scene. Why not go abroad i'm
mediately after his graduation, which was
to occur in few weeks ? On his return
suggested it. He gloomlly consented.
will you come, too, mamma
Not yet in the course of a year per-
haps = and looked over to the corner
where Leonora was winding worsted from
Mr.. Christopher's fingers.
Come, now said he, take Leonora,
and we will set up housekeeping in the
easy continental STYLE
She has her hands full just now Liter
ally as well as fguratively true, for she
had wound two enormous green balls.
Perhaps she will go over with Mr..
the bride and groom?
NV young Fontevarult looked at me.
90 you speak as you know, mamma ;
Look for your self, my hoodwinked
Cupid Girls are all alike, Fred. He can
ask her to marry him, and has that advan-
tage over you
So it was decided that Fred should go
to Paris, and be happy. Mrs. Blanchard
gave him farewell party, and all the
Young ladies were at their sweetes. Fred
behaved with sullen dignity, as lion
should He refused to be comfOrted by
Adelaide and Rose, walking about with
one or another, and looking at Leonora, at
whom all mankind were gazing that night.
She was in dashing spirits, glorious col
or diffused her cheeks, her eyes fairly
danced Her dress was of a feathery black
tulle, and broad silver ribbon, like an
order, went over her sholders. In the
shining black braids glistend fern leaves Of
silver tiligree. Fortunately, Fred and !
discovered them-Leonora and her insep-
able cavalier, Denis, mean-in an alcove
of roses and jessamines. She admiring
the flowers, and he talking with fervor
very easy to read. She listening, as wo-
man always listen when the pleader is
eloquent Butt in her downcast face read
only pain, while my son translated the
deep blush differently. When we were
at home, and [ waited to bid him good
night, he took me in his strong arms
you love me, mamma, don't you p
He was all had in the world, so I told
him.
Then followed week we long remem-
bered-the first week of Denis's absence.
Leonora was gloomy and dastraite; Fred
cool as peak of the Andes, and about as
unapproachable /; immersed in the hurry
and confusion of my sons departure. He
had suite of rooms over mine, and, the
night before he went away, leaned over
the balusters, and called, as in old time
Leonora
She gave glad start, and ran up to
him. So 1 followed, of course. WANTED
to put some flannels into his trunk, which
stood in his bedroom. The doors were
open between US. He had bundle of
her letters tied up in bulkey packet, and
began to talk with great discretion.
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