The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1865-10-12
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A NEW PHASE OF THE OLD STORY.


We have it on such high authority that
"there is nothing new under the sun,
that unless the subject was one on which
l had thought great deal, should hes
itate to own my conviction that the say
ing-it not utterly untounded--is only to
be interpreted in the most general way
Indeed, it has been melancholy satistac-
ton to me in very severe trial, to think
that my own case is probably quite with
out precedent and though it was at first
an additional thorn that none, even Of my
most sympathlzing friends, ever listened
to my story without smiling, yet now l
can watch their polite attempt to keep
their features straight with grim salts
faction, for l read in every curve of the
mouth an additional evidence that | have
not grievcd as men grieve commonly, and
that my love, Ike others, IN never running
slAoosh, has at .east chosen ney country ),
and led me along rough road, which
no one, perhaps, has ever explored before
me.
Ny grandfather was an old fashioned
country squire, whose first wife had died
at the birth of her second child-my
mother. In his old age he took it into
his head to marry second time and my
cousIn--of whom | knew little mole than
that he had beer put into the Guards as
heir 10 the property, and used to snub me
when he meets us boys-took upon him.
self to express so decided an opinion on
the Whole affair, that hardly year after
wards formal letter which | received in
India, announcing my grandfather's death,
To bof
made Immediately after an interview with
his elder grandson, l was the owner of
Surncaux Hall and ali his property sub
ject only to few trifing deductions, in
Guiding legacy Of el0O for my cousin,
and jointure of $500 year to his young
widow of twenty-five. When the news
reached me | was at one % the best pig
sticking stations in Bengal and, as there
was no Immediate necessity for my return,
L determined not to hurry, but enjoy as
much as possible the change In my for
tunes. The tiger-skin on which my feet
are resting as [ write, and the stuffed
birds which stand on the top of the book
case opposite me, are some OF the trophies
which remind me of the many pleasant
days | spent in the next few months. L
did not leave India for more than six
months after had received the news OF the
old squire's death, when joined a friend
from England on hunting expedition to
the Carpathians, which proved failure,
for we saw nothing larger than stray
deer, and were more than once nearly
starved. | ieft him "a soon as we got into
regions again, and alter journey
ing through Greece and Italy, stopping
week at one place and month at another,
found myself sitting one fine evening in
October, 1853, in an easy chair on the
balcony at tie hotel Biron, Vile Neuve,
looking out on the still waters Of the lake
Geneva Five days in the Carpathians,
with nothing but a measly pig for the
whole party to eat, had been slckener
and beneath the soft influences Of the set
ting sun, and gentle breeze from the lake,
| was getting very sentimental, and found
myself painting charming pictures OF
peaceful domestic evenings In the old
at Surneaux, with grace
full wife on tie opposite side OF the tire,
and model babies up stairs, and my old
school friend with the poor girl be had
been hopelessly engaged to Tor the last
six years, in the snug rectory at the Dot
tom of the park. There are: IT what doc
tors tell us is true, certain conditions OF
the body which render person more
than usually liable to catch any infectious
disorder which may be flying about; anc
no one can reasonably doubt that there are
seasons in every mans life when he is
even more hopelessly predisposed to fall
in love on the slightest provocatlon' A