Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1864-11-12

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full hand and arm that held il, and the small foot
the gallant soldier was, even after two years of
marriage.
The great clock in the hall struck eleven, and
Lady Caroline looked up and shrugged her shout
deIs, as .he General finished a ghost story be was
telling.
MY dear Sir Thomas she exclaimed, Il pos
itively shall not be able to sleep = wink tonight
after hearing about all these ghosts and hobgob-
Ilhs
Her husband looked surprised.
My dear child, how car you be so foolish.
No ghost will ever trouble you, depend upon it
indeed, if there ale such things, the best way to
get rid of them is to -
Make a parliamentary speech, ] suppose said
his pretty wife, yawning. My dear General, be
good, and tel US something a little less horrible.
if you do rot want 10 have me Ia commissions all
night
L am really afriend | know no stories except
50 III as | have told you, said the general, look
ing very much asf AIMED Of himself. But here
is Captain DEsiecourt perhaps he can oblige
u.s.
The young Frenchman started, and showed a
face so pale, that the courteous host at once with
drew the proposition he Lad made.
No, you arc not fit, my dear Captain. | beg
you not to exert yourself. | can see that you are
really ILL.,
steal voice. : have a wretched headache. Bot
at any other !ime | shall be most happy to amuse
Lady Overton, if it is in my powen'
He bowed gracefully to her, and as she met his
dark eyes, the color ~deepened III her check.
My weeks pensnce will be light med if he stays
here she thought to herself. 8 He is really as
handsome as Apollo himself, aud how very stupid
my caro- sposo looks beside him. Nimporte.'-
And she leaned back in her chair, and began lay
ing plans to c~aptivate the elegant invalid.
Ithink I remember a tale, or rather, some
thing in real life, that will interest the ladies',
said Colonel Denton, looking up suddenly. 1t
is very romantic, ard pathetic, and all that Sort
r of thing r.... t..
Lady Caroline laughed.
t n 6 How unromantic of you, Colonel Denton
all that sort Of thing ? You should have said
3 it will drown them in tears or, touch them
! to the heart or something Of the kind.
J your lad yship pIeases,5 said the old SOL
o dier, bowling. But it really is a strange story
t heard il. in France
T. The Captain opened his eyes, and looked interes
: ted.
and a very pretty girl told it to me by tn
n way. I was going to Paris on some staff business
is the coufounded ~postillion managed to overtur1
IU6 CdIlIuRC A6dI q ~LLd SlIAuS O0llCo ~
n and, as a matter of conrse l had to stop there tw
lie or three hours, while the mischief he had done t
the wheels was being required
AT Lsz4n ! exclaimed the young captain, in
he hollow voice.
The baroness leaned suddenly forward toa1
Id rang her dress, and her eyes met his with a war;
as ing glance that restored his self possession.
YES. Do you know the place z said the co
onel.
n Slightly. When I was a child, dear 81
It, ter of mine was taken i'll on "a journey and burie
OF there
all tAh. Well, there are other people in tt
u world, imag ne, who must have a ssdder memo
'r even than you of the place.
ly Go on, and pardon me fer interrupting.
IS had not heard the name for years, and it start,
tie me-
ug Lady Clermont leaned back farther in her cha
IN and rested her head upon her hand, still holdi
Rss the screen before her face. The baroness watch
ov- her uneasily, yet, from her position, was gu
re, free from all observation herself. The colonel
ex- sumed his story
In & was stroling about the place, as I said
Iho fore, swearing in English, | am afraid, at the d
'of lay and the pretty girl stood IN the door of
OF small cottage, laughing at my woe-begone IA
ad- The garden in front was very pretty. The L
= vence roses were in bloom, and | am very f.
or tnen, Tor they uSed 10 grow unuer my motut
t a window at home. l went and leaned over
Of fence and admired them. then I mustered CO
a age enough to pull. off my hat to her, and
e smiled and courtesied 10 return.
$ of MademoiseIle,' l said, half doubtfulIy, { t
tier is your homer
tOni, Monsieur she said, running down
ID o opening the gate. Monsieur has been so goot
ont, to admire my fathers flowers. He is welcome
om- the best among them and she held the gate o
rble for me, with q winning smile.
ade. Vive la France ]! l thought to myself {
ouid English girl would have gone into Mysteries
eyes stranger bad spoken TO her in euch a way
took the goods the gods provided me
,gh- dies and gentlemen, and walked down among
Dad, roses with a thankful heart,
Q TO Monsieur is English said the girl, lool
'eaee at my uniform. She might have known tina
\ lit my accent, but she was tco polite to say so.
,g to am,' l answered. And yet, for all
aud you will not refuse to give me a rose. |
email them for the sake of my mother, who is Dead
the Pauline Chat was her name) looked H
her, at me, and gathering a>cluster of the most pc
ny OF flowers, placed them in my hand without a
he | bent down and touched hers with my lips.
She THAT is the kiss of peace l said, playful
,esiie Are you not glad, ma belle, that the '
To- over?'
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