Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1864-05-07

mine also believe l am indebted to your
husband for the safe arrival of gift which
had been misearied."
/" My husband, Miss Glome-did you know
him 2"
The bright blood mounted to her hair, but
she answered quietly: II knew him years
ago, but i refer now to the favor of last
night
g understand you now" l rejoined, and
/ felt the interest awakened by the mention
of my husband subside into indifference and
rise again as / thought of Paul my husband
is dead, tits my brother-in-iaw of whom you
speak,"
"And you are not Mrs. Paul Marston ?" she
asked with the even smile too well bred to
display curiosity, but the wonderful eyes
poured fourth new floods of light and betrayed
her eagerness.
replied no, and related the circumstances
concerning the package. As finished the
door opened and Paul came in. He was evil
IDENTIFY not aware that the room was occupied,
but he was always too much at ease to rem
der a retreat necessary. He spoke to Miss
CLONE, and introduced him to Mr. Lollard.
81 was so fortunate Miss CLONE, as to be
able to send gift intended for you in the
right direction, last night" said he, with
freezing politeness. 1t was his turn to make
the winter now. es.u
eyes, sir" she replied, 81 was just ex-
pressing my indebtedness to Mrs. Marston."
Though the voice was firm, l could see her
trembling in every limb. The waters were
moved, and they would yield the sooner to
the icy influence of his contempt. 1t was her
pitied now, and tried within myself to solve
the mystery, but l could not.
" should judge, Miss Glome," continued
Paul in the same manner, " from the card ac-
companying your beautiful present, that the
boy-god has at last taken you captive. Allow
me to congratulate you"
at is unnecessary, Mr.. Marston," and her
manner grew like his Turning to me, she
said: "My friend, Miss Tracy, always had an
unbounded and unqualified horror of crossing
the ocean, and always promised me, if | re-
turned safely, extra congratulations, which,
as you have seen, have arrived" She con-
tinued the conversation with me, paying no
more attention to Paul, who, after moment,
began to talk with Mr.. Lolard. They soon
rose 70 go. Mr.. Lollard was giving me an
earnest Invitation to return their call, when
Miss CLONE turned to Paul, eve shall be
happy to see you also, Mr.. Marston."
az presumed that you retained your family
motto, wealth makes the man" he answered,
with the most courteous manner, as if he
were paying her very fattering compli-
ment. rfr
The bright blood again mounted, showing
that the shaft had struck home, as she asked,
/" Are you wealthy?"
"You have that quality, Miss CLONE, which
we so often find among the ladies, charming
simplicity. / am called wealthy Perhaps
my calls would not be annoying now"
The great eyes flashed Indignantly, and she
swept by him, but in moment she turned
the woman had predominated. Paul, was
not to blame.n Her voice was low and sad.
She left him Immediately. Mr.. Lollard and |
were already in the hall, but could hear and
see, although he could not see, and did not
seem to hear. She joined him and they
passed out. / went back to the parlor. Paul
stood there, as she left him.
"Isabel," said he, and there was new
light in his eyes, 81 wonder if temples do
sometimes warrant deities?"
81 believe they do, Paul,"I answered.
"Won't you believe so too ?"
He shook his head and left me, but that
night, as l stood at my window, saw the hall
door opposite open, and as the gas-light
streamed out saw Paul go in. The next
morning at breakfast was like our first morn
ing together. Paul was still cloud, but
perfectly radiant.
'Isabel," said he, 81 believe in goddesses."
"Can you give me the particulars of your
conversion to the faith?"s
"0h not now, theological discussions are
dry subjects; some time may feel inclined
to bore you"
l waited patiently for the time, but when
it came Amy was the narrator and not Paul.
She told me that Paul's love had never gone
out J; it was covered with ashes and they had
hardened, but the fire was there still. He
had wandered here and there, but no "wind
of doctrine" or of pleasure had extinguished
it. And breath from Azalia made it burst
forth. He could not resist it and went to find
her, and he not only found her, but found her
true and worthy. The note which he had
received was not written by her, for she was
too i'll to write; but afterwards her father
had told her, when dying, what he had sent
as from her. She had waited long, and won-
dered and despaired. She had lost all traces
of Paul until she received the package the
night before. The rest | need not tell Paul
was no longer an iceberg, the temple con-
tanned goddess, and she was to be our sister.
Won't she be glorious sister ?" said 1
to Amy.
"You forget" she answered, that have
never seen her; but to Paul she is, if posi-
bic, even more than glorious"
We were silent for few moments. Then
Amy spoke
"Did you ever think Charles might some
day bring you another sister ?" and her sweet
face flushed.
"Why, Amy?"
because he wants to see you when you
are at liberty will tell him to come now"
and she left the room.
Before Charles came, passed through va
rious states of jealousy, desolation and envy !;
but when he came they were all dispelled
Amy tells me that Paul is going to bring
us a new sister, and that you were rejoiced
in it. Will you rejoice if bring you one
too?"
eyes, whomsoeyer you love will rejoice
in. Who is it Charles ?"
"Have you been so blind, Sis? Well,
that's extremely inconsiderate Of you, for
there is no alternative for me but to make
full confession, for you do not seem to be
able to supply any part of it," and he looked
at me curiously.
els it Amy, Charles ?"
"Why yes, Sis. have a good mind to be
jealous of Paul for some time, you have paid
him so much attention. 1t seems now that it
would have been well-founded, for you can
hardly have looked at u.s."
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VINO DISCOVERED THE SOURCE OF THE MIS-
sIssIPPI.-The w ashington Chronicle publishes
an article, supposed to be from the pen of
Rev. DIR. keill, awarding to one Beltrami the
credit of having discovered the source of the
Mississippi river in 1923. We have once lin
our issue of March 19th,) given the true dis
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