Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1865-07-05

Miss Beaverton"
We spent but few minutes more in
making the necessary peeuniary arrange
ments, and pleading important business,
Miss Brewerton left me. She was to re-
turn on the day of Franks departure. I
was delighted with my acquisition, and it
was only when thinking over the matter
ah hour or so afterward that I remem-
bered had neither asked for, nor had
she shown me any recommendations
"Nevsr mind" I thought, she cant be
otherwise than good, with such face and
such voice"
Well, Aunt, how about the Para
gon p asked Frank when he came in
from "doyn town" that evening.
4" I have found her, I think, said I.
"Indeed Mfra5ile dictn You don't
say /" he cried, opening his eyes to
the Size of baucers in pretended amaze
ment.
Yes, and she is such dear sweet
looking little creauturel Frank, you
should only hear her voice when she
reads"
"So will, I hope, I suppose you will
allow me to take just one peep at the
rare animal"
Laugh away. but you shall not see
her. No, I was sure you'd fall in love
Immediately, on first sight, SO 1 arranged
it that Miss Brewerton-"
"0Iiss who ?" he asked abruptly, with
a very red face.
Miss Bro9erton. Do you know her
Master Varian? Constance Breaerton.
Perhaps you have met with her already. !"
"I do net know any 3i5ss BreTsrton, 4"
he replied hastily.
"oh, I thought yo0 did-yoa blushed
so at hearing the mention of her name
that I began to be suspicious.
"Did blush ? I suppose it was be-
cause you spoke Of my falling in love"
And changing the subject suddenly he
began to speak of the preparation for his
departure, and neither Of US mentioned
the name of my new companion until he
casually alluded to it as We we're separat.
ing for the night.
81 say, Auntie, for fear lest Miss
what dye call em."
Miss Constance Beaverton, sir.
Miss Constance Browerton should
not be protection enough to your pre-
cious self and chattels 1 shall leave you
this-loaded, capped and ready" he
said, taking a small revolving pistolffom
his side pocket.
"Put it up, Frank-you know I can't
bear the sight of firearms. You may
keep all stch inventions for your own
use"
1 shall leave it, nevertheless" he
said with a laugh, as he kissed me good
night. But 7 did not believe him.
Frank had been gone about a week,
and Constance Brewerton's had become
quite familiar face to my eyes. She
was SO gentle and quiet, and had so many
affectionate ways, that I had fallen in
love with her myself, and my nephew
was we'll out Of the way, I thought, or
he'd have spoiled all my schemes of ag-
grandisement and wealth, by robbing me
of my companion, in place Of marrying
the heiress | destined for him. Foolish
boy when I returned from bidding him
farewell I found the pistol in cOnspicu-
Gus place on my dressing stand, with
huge label Home Defenses" tied fast
to it. l was afrgid to touch the thing
myself but Miss Beaverton, who had
Just arrived took it in her hand fearless
ly. poor girl she had been crying too,
her eyes were swollen.)
"What shall I DO With it madam ?"
she inquired.
b" Anything-put it out of sight some
where. That awful boy"
alt may be as well that I should take
charite Of il, or some accident might hap
pen if it was laid carelessly down any
where. I am not afraid of it." She
said.
Very well, my dear, as you please"
And Miss Constance carried off the
terrible weapon in triumph. As I have
said before, a week had elapsed since
Frank bade me good bye. It was night,
and l had Just finished long letter to
him; and Miss Brewerton having been
in bed long ago, 1 sealed my epistle hur-
riedly. for the clock on the mantel has
lust struck half past twelve, and it was
time that myself had been sleep long
since. There was not a sound to be
heard throughout the house-everything
human, except myself, seemed to be
slumbering soundly; so I hastened my
own preparations for retiring for the
night, and having prayed for my boy in
the strange land, soon sank into a COM
Portable dreamless doze. 1 never sleep
very soundly. How long this semi-som-
nolescent state continued I do not know
but was suddenly aroused by an inde-
scribable feeling that some one was IN
my room, and involuntarily sat up in my
bed aud peored aDziously about the