Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1866-07-20
ELLSWORTH, MAINE, FRIDAY, JULY 20, 1866.

tive pierced the silence with more than u.s.
ual power, as the evening train swept
around the curve of the hill not quarter
of a mile away. and rushed on into the de-
| pot in the lower part of the village.
There is something unearthly in the
scream of the "stcam- eagle especially
when heard at night. He seems like a sem
tient thing, with IA will of his own, unbend
ing and irresistible; and his cry is threat
enng and defiant. This night it rose up
on the storm prolonged and doleful. ]
know not how it sounded to the others. but
to me, whose imagination was already
wrought upon by the tempest and by the
presence of the woman hopelessly loved,
it came with an effect perfectly oyerwhclm
ing it filled the air, even the perfumcd,
| lighted air of the parlor, full Of IA dismal
wall. 1t threatened-I know not what
1t warned against some strange, unseen
disaster. Then it sunk into hopeless cry,
so full of mortal anguish, that involunta
rily put my fingers to my ears. Perhaps
James felt something of the same thing,
for he started from the piano stool, walked
twice or thrice across the floor. then flung
himself again upon the sofa, and for a long
time with his eyes shaded, neither speak
ing nor stirring.
Eleanor. with maiden artiicc, took up
book, and composed herself to pretend to
read; she would not have her lover to know
that she had been so restless while await
ing his coming. Only Mary fluttered about
like Il humnling bird, diving into the sweets
of things, the music, the flowers, whatever
had honey i'll it and teasing NE in the i'll
tervals.
have said that loved Eleanor. did.
secretly, in silence and regret, against my
not help it. | was quite certain that james
loved her also, and felt sorry for him ;
sympathy was taught me by my own suff
erings, though had never felt attracted
toward his character. lie seemed to me to
be rather sullcn i'll temper. as well as sell
fish; and then again | :cproachcd myself
for uncharitablencss it might have been
his circumstances which rendered him
morose--he was dependent upon his uncle
and his unhappincss which made him
unamiabe.
loved withouta particle of hope Flea.
nor was engaged to IA young gentleman i'll
every way worthy of her; of fine demean-
or, high social position, and unhlcmished
moral character. As much rs her many ad
mirrors may have cnvicd Henry Morcland,
they could not dislike him. To see the
Young couple together was ofeel that theirs
would be one of those "natches made iii
heavcn age. character, worldly cir
cunstanecS, beauty and cultivation, there
WAS rare correspondence.
Mr.. Morcland was engaged with his faith
cr in Il banking ba.incae IN the city of New
York. They owned Il summer villa i'll
Blu,lvilc and it had been there durin 9
his week. of summer idlcncSS that he had
made the acquaintance of Eleanor Argyll.
At this season of the year his business
kept him in the city but he was in the hab-
it of coming cut every Saturday afternoon
and spending sabbath at the house of Nh
Argyll the marriage which was to tcrmin-
, ate & betrothal of nearly two years being
, now not very far away On her nineteenth
birthday Which came in December Elean-
a or was to he married.
> Another halt hour passed away and the cX-
pcctcd guest did not arrive. He usually
| reached the house i'll fifteen minutes after
= ,he arrival of the train; | could see that hi,
bctrothed was playing ncrvouSly with hel
watch chain though She kept hercyes fXet
b, upon her book.
Come. let us have tea am hungry :,
, said Mr.. Argyll coming vut of the library
IL had a long ride after dinner. No use
| waiting, Eleanor he won't be here to,
, nght'-he pinehed her check to EXPIRES,
hia sympathy for her disappointment-"a
: little shower didn't use to keep the beau>
f away when was boy"
) a tue rain, papa! never heard
II such IA torrent before; besides it was no
, the storm, of course, for he would alread,
have taken the ears before it commenced.
j, To be sure 10 be sure defend youl
sweet, Ella that's right But it may have
been raining down there half the day-th,
4 storm comes f!om that direction. Jane
+ are You asleep ;"
I'll soon See cried Mary, pulling a
. way the hand from hcrcousin's facc-'Wh,
n James, what is the matter! ,
Her question caused us all to look Il
him: his face was of an ashy paieueSs hi
@ eyes burning like Goals of fire.
), '.Nothiug is the matter I've been hal
u asleep" he answered laughing, and spring
Ing to his feet. Molly shall have the
: We went III to tea.
:. The sight of the we'll ordered table, a
n the head of which Eleanor presided, tn
silver, the lights, the odor of the chocolate
ovcrpowcring the fainter fragrance Of til
# tea was enough TO Danish thoughts of til
tempest raging without, saving just enoug
: consciousness of it to enhance the enjoy
ment of the luxury within.
Even Eleanor could not be cold to til
Y warmth aud comfort of the hour;
the tears, which at first she could hardl
/. keep out of her proud blue eye, went bac
r to their sources she made an effort to b
/ gay, and succeeded in being Very charming
a think she still hoped he had been de
+ lavcd at the village; and that there woul
be Il note for her at the post office explain
q his absence.
For once the usually kind, consdcrat
q girl was selfish. Severe as was the storm
f she insisted upon sending a servant to TIL
I office she could not be kept in suspens
until Monday
She would hardly believe his statemen
: upon his return, that tine mail had bee
changed and there was no message what
q ever.
We went back to the parlor and passe'
a merry evening.
n \ touch of chagrin a fear that we shoul
see how deeply she was disappointed, cause
G Eleanor to appear in Unusually high spr
ii its. She sung whatever | asked of her
: she played some delicious music she par
It red the wit of othera with keener an
e and brighter repartce, the roses bloome
: on her checks, the st; rs rose i'll her eyes
II 1t was not an altogether happy excitement