The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1864-03-17

SHINING, lndlan-Dlack halr, c0lleu IN a
loose knot at the back of her head, was
superb and Indifferent. Around tho
fair throat was tiny collar of the
softest and finest lace, fastened by q
small diamond star. -
tom, this is Hadyn Vaughh's
daughter. Isabel, my nephew, Tom
Trevanion.' -,
Isabella inclined her stately head,
while the handsome Tom bowed low
before her. '''"
4 am happy to find such a valuable
addition to my untle's family, Miss
Isabel. l had feared this old house
would be lonely
Il am very glad, sir; it quite re-
lieves my mind. Some young gentle
men think women folks about n house
troublesome. The black eyes looked
saucily into his.
'Confound the girl she is laughing
at me. Ibelieve she heard what Isald
about Louise Villiers. wish she was
not so confoundly handsome, .... '
AS time passed on, Tom found him.
self very faint about the region Of the
heart. If Bell Vaughn was splendid
at night in crimson merino she was
divine in a rose colored wrapper in
the morning. Tom forgot all about
Louise Villiers, and fell in love with
his uncle's promised bride-that ishow
it was. lie wisely kept his secret
hid, though, for the wicked black eyes
had a way of hurting lightning glances
at him that was most exasperatirg.
If she only cared a speck for fell
low, Td-I'd-but no, that would be
dishonor Brave old uncle Hal 1
would not step between youand happi-
ness if / could.
As the weeks wore on, Tom saw
plainly that Isabel did not love his
uncle, though she did not know it yet
herself She had never krown any
other love but that she had borne her
father, and when Mr., Trcvanion asked
her o be his wife she, feeling lonely
and desolatc, gave him her promise,
/ knowing nothing Of that other self
who, somewhere in the length and
breadth of the land, was waiting for
her
1t had been u dismal day. A kind
ofdrizzling rain had fallen suddenly
? all day long, and kind of dirgc-like
wind keeping it company. For once
Bell Vaughn was sad, though if she
, had tiiuught any one ,fotlced il the red
| lips would have been smiling in trice
, lShe had been strangely silent all the
! afternoon, and Tom thought he saw
her lips quiver once or twice. Tie
I Ecrossedove to where she was sitting
> hoping her sad mood would make hel
4 more comeatable.
/ what q dismal day, Bell? 1t gives
r me the heartache.'
What is that?' A voice and ey'
3 both firm, though Tom could hav'
n sworn he saw her lip culver.
4f.you don't know, l shall not en-
l. Tighten you
Tem was eXasperatcd. lie almos
9 thought she had no heart. Bell wen
y to looking dreamingly out of the win
10 dow, and by and by sighed littl
quivering sigh. This time he saw tn
proud, red lip culver Tom Trcvanio
4 was a noble-heartcd fellow, and he pit
,r led the poor motherless, sisterless gin
70 -pitied the proud, young heart, tina
q. ache as it might, would never let it b
known. He had watched her closeI
r.; and knew that underneath her elf
Of ways a warm, passionate heart W;
ID throbbing.
II II One night he saw by her eyes sh
- had been weeping, and as he stood b
40 her side he ventured to lay his han
,'s on her shining hair. She looked II
quickly into his handsome face, as
n she would have read what was write
k. thereon. 1t was manly face, stron
ID and tender.
d Bell, you have been weeping;
-" grieves me to see it, Eyes and voi'
no were burdenod with tenderness, b
-. she would not eco it.
Ii i am going down town, Bell. Ca
I'D l do anything tor you?' The vol
~ had still that indescribable tenderne
th which deep feeling always gives.
MS Yes; you are going by Taylor
bring me some ginger-snaps.
bo He sprang to his feet, and a mute
40, ed imprecation burst from his lips.
od Pulling his hat down over his eyes,
H. H. strobe fiercely down Broadway, cat
m ing the passers-by to look after hi
wonderingly. lie met some boz
7 companions, but his gloomy brow ga
90 them no encouragement to tarry.
He "What's to pay now2 said Ned StC
nd ling to bis friend Lennox. 'Treva
" ion looks as fierce as Bengal tigc
70. 'Got in debt, l reckon. Come M
let us 90 down to Niblo's. .E g.
hi. Poor Tom knew to his cost wh
was to pay. Louise Villiers, the
b;s sipid, tame little Partisan was, to !
Toms vocabulary, nowherop 8
or had boen cast into the shade by u
brilliant, fascinating, tantalizing b
Vaughn. Toms thoughts wero at
MI this fashion Il love this brillit
ran ran Bell; her rich, tropical nature intoI
,es , with my own. She may school lip a
,Cb eve, but can read both, She is Y
,ssI. s happy, there was anguish in her
~ = when she asked for those abomina
ned 8 i ginger-snaps. | saw it broodi
dumbly through all her actions. II
Mr. girl is wretched she does not love
uncle; she cannot, and yet there
hno Int ono short month between this q