The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-04-25

Il lutOnOC0 W lOdu a II OAtll c
y different life. yet with me beauty
was a necessity. / aods passionately
fond of everything lovely, and in thal
one respect Robert Adair was mis-
taken, for he seemed to think that
because I pulled the elegant canelia
to pieces and scattered its delicate
leaves at our feet that / was not fond
of natures loveliness; or, did he
mean that L would sacrifice every
thing to my ambition-beauty, truth,
and corresponding virtue? -
:. Perhaps that was it ); but | cared
very little now. for through his IN
strumentality | had been brought to
my senses, and now / was. as anxious
to redeem my character entirely as |
had been before to- cast glamour
before his eyes, that he might, fasci-
mated andNbewildered, offer me not
only his heart and hand Chose then
were unimportant. considerations but
his immense establishment and d mil
lion and a half which / knew we're
his. Friends had been very kind
during my illness, Aunt Agnes said.
Mr., Adair had occasionally stopped
and inquired and seemed to express
great deal of, feeling. Probably the
poor fellow felt guilty; but If he could
only have known how much thankful
ness there was in my heart for the
words of warning and admonition he
gave me that never to- be- forgotten
evening, he would not have reproach-
ed himself I was soon able to re-
ceive the calls and congratulafions of
my friends, and they were numerous.
Every time . new card was sent up to
me [ hoped to read John Earle's
name. but [ had no right to expect
such thing; and yet he had been so
polite and attentive the last time l
saw him. that / did not know but he
might call.
/ shall never forget the evening.
when almost tired out with company.
| was just prepslriBg to leave the par
Tor ror my room, when [ beard a
a pleasant, familiar voice ask if Miss
Arnold was able to see visitors, and
in moment more the dark eyes gave
me searching look, and the -mar-
INJURED enquiry:
"a g Is it possible?
OH then [ thought of the change
in my looks, the transition from fresh.
almost perfect beauty. to
comparative weakness and plainness.
had changed him, and although /
knew that now could love him with
an intensity which [ had never before
dreamed of, yet In my present humil-
iation / should have accepted the al
as a fitting punishment.
You have indeed been very i'll,
Miss lilly / have heard from you
several times, but i had no idea that
D few weeks illness could have
changed one so; but you are really
very much improved" and the beau
tlful dark eyes looked down on me
kindly and inquiringly, and nav band
was pressed fervently for a few mo-
ments-
1t was dreadfully hard to come downi
to (commonplaces. but we both at
tempted 1t, and failed. 1t had been a i
cloudy day. and we sat by the front
parlor window on a side sofa, and as
On the previous evening. when we had
occupied the same place, the gas was
not burning very brightly, and the
shutters were not closed at the top.
While we, silent and subdued, waited |
20 say something apropos, the moon |
1T its full sailed away majestically |
rom the ocean of dark clouds. and !
,oured its silver light in upon us as |
We sat thinking. [ could not help |
but look into his face, and our eyes
net. There was a strange magnetism |
bout all this-an irresistible some /
hing which seemed to strangely affect
both of U.S. u
Does not this remind you, lilly, of /
he last time | was here? The moon
vas at its full, and you were ra dainty
beautiful then, lilly: but tonight the
anne moon shines In upon US, but /
What different face it lights up now
,aler. sweeter, loveiier; yes, a thou I
and times lovelier; and OIL Tiliy. T 4
came In to- night because | knew Won |
lad been iIl-sictS. almost unteedesth.
md wanted to ask your forgiveness
or the cruel words rspokelto you the I
ast time L visited you. Ishcald have
lad sense enough to have known that |
f you could no love, nue. it vas not
our fault but my smisfortane,A and / |
heught,to come hereyand say it in a,
aim, friendly manner, utGod is my
Witness that / shall never be able to, |,
meet you with Indifference or any
hing akin to it; SO good night, once
more. and God bless you, Tilly Ar-rb
lold." .@'i21 ny 70 -
He wrung my hand aad almost
rushed the poor little weak thing
which hadn't the strength of an in.
ant, but [ didn't cry out, though L
aneied the bones cracking. but said,
n voice as calm as weakness and ex-Hl
.itement would let me::hs
Don't go, John" -
'sWhat is that [ hear? Don't 60,
Joh..i Why, Tilly,you are not in the