The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1864-04-22

and long heavy beard, were subjected to q
mcrciless brushing; and magnificent black
neck tie, embroidered with white silk, was ar
ranged as killingly as possible. Bell, in her
crimson merinO, and her shining, Indian-black
| hair, coiled in loose knot at the back of her
| head was superb and Indifferent. Around the
! fair throat was a tiny collar OF the softest
and finest lace fastened by small diamond
| star.
"Tom, this is Hadyn vaughn's daughter
| Isabel my nephew, Tom TrevaniOn."
! Isabel inclined her stately head, while the
handsome Tom bowed low before her.
II am happy to find such u valuable ad-
dition to my uncles family, Miss Isabel.
l had much feared this old house would he
| lonely"
II am very glad, sir; it quite relieves my
mind Some young gentlemen think wo-
| men folks about q house are so troublesome. "
| The black eyes looked saucily into his.
'Consound the girl she is laughing at me.
I believe she heard what / said about Louise
! Villiers. ! wish she was not so contoundedly
! handsome"
As time passed on, Tom found himself very
faint about the region of the heart. If Bell
! Vaughn was splendid ct night in crimson me-
! rinO she wss divine in a rose cOlored wrapper
in the morning Tom forgot all about Louise
Villiers, and fell in love with his uncles prom
| ised bride-that is how it was. He wisely kept
eyes had a way of hurling lightning glances at
him that was most exaspesatiDg.
| "If she only cared speck for a fellow. I'd
-I'd-but no. that would be dishonOr Brave
| old Uncle Hal, would not step between you
and happiness if I could.''
! As the weeks wore on, TorG saw plainly that
Isabel did not love his uncle, though che did
| not know it yet herself. She had never
known any other love but that che had borne
| her father, and when Mr.. TrevOnian asked her
10 be his wife she, feeling lonely and desc
late, 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 dismal day. A kind of driz-
ling rain had fallen sullenly all day long, and
a kind of dirge-like wind keeping it company.
For once Bell Vaughn was sad, though if she
had thought any one noticed 1t the red lips
would have been smiling in trice. She had
| been strangely silent all the afternoon and Tom
! thought he saw her lips quiyer once or twice.
| He crossed over to where she was sitting, hop
| ing her sad mood would make her more come.
atable.
''What dismal day. Bell! It gives me the
heartache."
What is that ?"-voice and eye both firm,
though Tom could have sworn hc saw her lip
quiver.
If you don't know. l shall not enlighten
YOU"
Tom was exasperated He almost thought
she had no heart. Bell went to looking dream
lily out of the window, and by and by sighed a
little quivering sigh. This time he sap the
proud red lip CULVER Tom Trevanion was
noble.hearted fellow, and he pitied the poor
| motherless, sisterless girl-pitied the proud
Young heart, that ache as 1t might, would nev-
cr let 1t be known. He had watched her close
ly, and knew that underneath her elfn ways
warm, passionate heart was throbbing.
One night he saw by her eyes she had been
weeping. and as he stood by her side, he ven.
tured to lay his hand on her shining hair She
looked up quickly into his handsome face, as
if she would read what was written thereon.
1t was manly face, strong and tender.
Bell, you have been weeping; 1t grieves
me to see it," Eyes and voice were burdened
with tenderness but she would not see it.
II am going down town, Bell. Can do
anything for you ?" The voice had still that
| indescribable tenderness which deep feeling al
ways gives.
me some ginger-snaps"
He sprang to his feet and mnttered impre-
cation burst from his lips. Pulling his hat
down over his eyes. he strobe fiercelv down
Broadway, causing the passers-by to look after
him wonderingly. He met some boon COM
pauiOns, but his gloomy brow gave them no
encouragement to tarrv.
| Whats to pay, now ?" said Ned Sterling
to his friend LenOX. "Treyanion looks as fierce
as Bengal tiger"
go down to Niblo's."
Poor Tom knew to his cost what was to pay.
Louise Villiers the insipid, tame little Paris
ian, was. to use Toms vocabulary, ''nowhere!"
She had been cast into the shade by this bril-
liant, fascinating tantalizing Bell Vaughn.
Toms thoughts were something after this
fashion: Il love this brilliant Bell; her rich,
tropical nature intones with my own. She
may school lip and eye, but can read both.
She Is unhappy; there was anguish in her
eyes when she asked for those abominable
ginger-snaps. / saw 1t broOding dumbly
through all her acting. That girl is wretched;
she does not love my uncle; she cannot and
yet there is but one short month between this
and her wedding-day! o woman! woman!
New York Tomorrow; it Is all that can do. ="
He returned from his mad walk silent and
moody. His uncle sat reading the Herald and
Bell, without vestige of color 10 cheek or lip,
| sat with her dainty little feet on the fender.
| and the last number of "Godey" in her hand.
Sue did not look round as Tom closed the door.
though she knew his footsteps.
"Fluted trimming is still worn, guardy.
think will have my new dress trimmed So
All. Tom! are you back? Where's the ginger
snaps3"
Tom left the room with never a word of
| answer. ai
"Tom is getting to be an insuferable puppy,
| with his moody brow and tragic airs"
AN insufferabe puppy" echoed Bell; but
her lip quivered.
Mr.. Trevanion laid down his paper, and went
over to where Bell was sitting with her eyes
| fixed on the fire. He laid his hand kindly on
| the bent head but she sprang suddenly to her
feet, and the small band hanging by her side
now clenched aercely. =. j. W
"What is the matter, I say2" rr, .h.#
"My head aches, sir; and If you will excuse
me. will go to my room.
She almost few up the broad staircase, and
| her white face was perfect revelation. Tom
Treyanion, pacing up and down the study floor,
saw It as she passed, and shivered. Reaching
her own room the despairing girl flung herself
tainted or wept, she did not even moan; II she