Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1865-07-20

now he could claim the beautiful Lorette =
There was no obstacle in the path
And so in the spring time of Barbara's life
they laid her in her lonely grave, where the
red earth seemed like roses, and by the mar
bic slab erected to Fer memory blooned the
lilies and violets, cmbcmatcal Of her spotless
purity. '...I ..-
Ernest placed her books on the hanging
shelves, but, strangely enough, did not dis
cover tie letter enclosed in the Bible and
then, locking the door Of the room, it was
never entered till two years from the day her
pure spirit SCARED to heaven. And SO they,
as well as the friends and neighbors, remain-
ed in ignorance, supposing that she was acci-
dcntaly drowned. 60
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One year passed and Lorette Mobray be-
came the mistress of the cottage, and WIS
congratulated as Mrs Livington The vota-
bout candle, and every SCENE Of gayety be-
held both Ernest and Lorette. Though the for
mer was very proud of his beautiful wife, and
worshippsl her, not purely as he had Barba-
ra. but passionately, he could not be blinded
to the fact that she was d hcartless coquctte.
Many times had he spoken to her kindly
in regard to her flirting, and asked her if she
thought it looked well for her to receive with
such evident pleasure the marked attentions
of Mon. Eugene Du Lac, a French gentleman
who Was creating great sensaticn just then.
But she always answered him with playful
repartce, and it was not till one evening that
as he heard her name coupled lightly with
that of Du Lac, he venturod to demonstrate
#ith her seriously. I
She heard him through with scornful
light fas hing from her purple black eyes and
sarcastic smile curling her coral lips, and
then she quietly rcmarked,-- .
:" presume am my own Mistress"
lndeed madam, then you are not" an
grlly answered Ernest. "Do you think will
have my wlfe's name made by-word, laugh
ing stock? If you do you are mistaken"
ou can probably prevent it," cooly res
ponded Lorette, tapping the carpet with her
little sippered foot. Z.
Indeed can," lie answered, with an an
cry ligl. flashing from his eyes, q. lie rapidly
paced the room.
"Without doubt" returned Lorettc, sarcas.
tically, as with dignfcd hauter she swept
from the room. - .- ..t. ..-.
With a long deep sigh Ernest threw him
self upon the bed, and in short time fell into
adcep, trorblcd slumber, from which he did
not awake till morning. lie started up, and,
as he discovered that Lorctte had not slept
there that night, a horrible suspicion darted
through his mind, which was intensified as Le
beheld note, directed to himself, living on
the toilet table. With hand shaking az
with palsy he opened it, and read the follow
ing:-- .. ...
ERsEsr LrvIyosros-Having become convinced
that We cannot live happily tosether, and, further
more, having arraracd ny plans to leave you and
join Mon. pa Lac, whom long have loved fondIy
have penned these lines merely to tell YOU TIM.
you need rot attempt II pursuit, a5 p-obably we
shall have sailed for Europe ere you read this.
"LoRErTB"
1t was with passionate exclamation of
mingled grief and anger that he threw the
note down and tramped it under foot and
then, feeling as though he would like to steal
off to some quiet spot I'LL the first burst of
passion was oyer, he unlocked the door Of
Barbara's room, and entered it as rcverentially
as though i. were some ha!lowed spot His
eye fell upon her littlc Bible, which he had
not opened since her DEATH and strange I'M
pulse seized him to again peruse its pages us
he had done III company with her.
And SO 1t happened that just two years
from the day her loving spirit returned to
'iiim who gave it," Ernest opened her Bible
and beheld the note addressed to himself. -
What must have have been his emotions as he
read these few tear blottcd lines
EHsEsr-I have just heard what passed In the
arh0r, and God only knows the weight of grief
and anguish that has settled OH my heart did
wrong TO listen, perhaps and do not blame YOU
'of loving borGttc, who is Sc beautiful but l. Er-