The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1865-08-22

sights aud sounds Of everyday me as
We 90 sometimes IN dreams, all made
strange and perplexing by somedread-
fol sense Of pain and trouble.
liei, said Miily, as We sat AZ tea
you're not eating anything you look
pale and glum, you've sat out in those
horrid marshes iill the sun has made
you sick. shall not allow you TO 60
there again, mind that.
II pleased MilIy to play the elder
sister, and was Away content that
the little one should do what pleased
her. She was my darling, the one that
my solitary lite gave me to love TIL !
saw Marx had set up my Idol long
ago, but il cost me dear remember
that the child was in more than usual
Iy high spirns on that evening, that
she teased me 10 talk to her, sing to her
aud finally left in childish fiji Of an
ger because could DO neither one nor
the dher. Al any other time should
have gone after her, coaxed and caress.
ed her in good temper, but now, with a
feeling Of relirf that she had gone, /
sat at the wind lw staring out into the
dark night, and counted the cost OF
the sacrifice. Long, long ! sat there,
long after the moon had risen, had set
and the stars began to grow dark be-
fore that streak OF gray light in the
east. thought Of Mark, of what |
had done. of what | had given up,
until | was nearly mad, for when |
stood up and closed The window be.
fore going up to my room. | had said
to my self that | would write 10 Mark
Sutherland when morning came, and
tell him that | had chosen once more
between the two loved, ard chosen
differently therefore | hope that |
was mad, but went up stairs quite
resolved and quiet; undrcssed with
out ever once glanclng towards the
bed where my little sister lay; meant
to lie down on my pillow without do
ing so; but oh | could not say my
prayers and leave Milly without the
kiss | always gave her before ! slept.
SO | went up TO the bed, and drawing
back he curtain, looked down upon
what had been for years my sole
earthly treasure. The child looked
pale in the cold gray dawn, her gold
en- hair was tossed wildly back from
her face, and covering the pillow !;
and while / slood and gazed, my mad
ness dying aSay, my old self coming
back, she stirred in her sleep, two
great tears welled ont from the closed
eyes, and with heavy sob she mur-
INJURED Hester
Then | knelt down in the gray
dawning, and thanked God that my
madness was passed, and prayed that
as l,e had given nsa strength to make
The sacrifice, so lie would help me
never to repent it.
| did not see Mark Sutherland
again but the next time Milly went
up to the Hollies she told me on her
return, that he had teft the Hoilies
gone away to that dreadful India, and
was never coming back again Ny
heart echoed the words, but | drew
!
Milly to me and kissed her, and tried
to be patient and forget
could not forget; my nature was
tenacious of what had once taken hold
upon it, and he course OF our lives
was too uniform and monotonous to
permit change and variety their usu-
al influence. ] scarcely knew, after
Mark went away, how the days and
years glided away, their course was
SO unmarked, and everything seemed
so unchanged. AT first | used to
shrink and shiyer at the chance men,
tidn of Mark Sutherland's name at
the HollIes that passed, and ! pined
to hear of him with an anxious long
ing, seldom satisfied. They ceased 10
speak of him after awhile, as people
do Of long absent friend, and by de-
grees it seemed as if he was only re-
mempered in one poor woman's heart
who almost came TO think OF him, too,
as if he had been removed by death.
So that, when one day Milly came
back from the Hollies, and said, as
size united her hat and threw it down
Hester, guess who in the world do
you think came 10 the Hollies last
nightY not even my thoughts suggest
ed the right person.
No, no, said MilIy, as | named
one or two; no; who but that Cous-
in Mark who went away to India
/ years ago | was mere child at the
lime, but | remembered him instantly
Ia compliment be did not return by
the by; though, when be heard who
was, he asked for you.
Years ago, was II, since Mark went
away? Ah as Mllly spoke it SEEM
ed only yesterday; the JOY, the sor-
row, the old pains, so freshly new,
we're throbbing so wildly once more
at my heart. He had not quite for
gotten me but did be remember me as
remembered him
Il do believe you have forgotten all
about him. Milly went on; aud let
me tell you, ! wonder at that, for |
remember be used TO be 50 Nnd Of
talking TO ycu, Hetty, and he is The
kind Of man that women may be proud
Of attracting, none the less because he
cares very little should say for WON.
en- in general.
Really, Milly, dear. you seem to
have etudted Mr. Svtb.rtard xar.,