Litchfield enquirer., 1867-07-04
WHOLE NO. 224S.

and the curtain went swiftly down upon the excited, tumultuous audience.
 held Carl's hand fast. It shook like l leaf He did not seem to hear me, Twas quite forgotten.
 Don't go!" I entreated. ''You would not leave me! Wait! We shall soon know all''
 The hurried running to and fro behind the curtain had already ceased. A Amoment and the manager appeared. ''Mademoiselle had only fainted-noth- ing more, he assured them. The enter tainment would proceed" We did not hear the rest We both rose: so, too, had half the people in the theatre; l the aisles were thronged, and our egress was delayed. As we waited outside mo- ment while the carriage drew up, we heard everybody talking about the wonderful dCtnSeuse.
 Mademoiselle had already driven away, and was lost to the public, it was said Carl did not speak during our drive. I, too, was silent The evanescent gleams from the street lamps showed his counten- ance pale, calm and inscrutabe Familiar as l was with all it's phrases, I could not read it now.
 When we reached the hotel. we went doASAAJ oP 'o Obtl O"h E)dl1Ol 1uOE0 WdS a sound of movement in Miss Aubusson's apartments. Presently, Norine came out, battered along the corridor was absent moment, and came pattering back again. Shall l go to her, Carl? If she is ill, I may help her."
 He gave me quick, grateful look.
 ''Thank you! Go to her, Nelly! Beg her to make use of me, and if she is better, ask when she will see us.'' l intercepted Norine in the entry, ex- pressed my sympathy and offered my ser vices. Then l waited for an answer It came quickly.
 'Mees was quite recovered, and would presently see us."
 went back and gave my message to Carl. He stopped suddenly to kiss me, but l caught the flash of tears in his eyes.
 You won't forget me, then? you won't turn mo out of your heart for any new comer?" l said, selfshly; for indeed 1t was hard to lose him.
 God bless you, Nelly! Never! But to
 ''I know, Carl!'
 We walked up and down the room to- gether Our intimacy was of that rarest kind that does not need many words to express it. We had said scarcely anything more when Norine came to call us.
 Miss Aubusson was sitting at the further side of the large room. She rose to receive us-rose, but did not take step forward. There was troubled, doubtful look in her eyes-ln her face sweet, innocent pride that had yet touching pathos. One un- justly doomed might have looked so. For she believed the sentence had been alrea- dy pussed. She did not even hold out her hand.
 But when I kissed her. when Carl led her gently to an easy chair, soft flush kinded her cheeks,
 I ''Yon are very good to me-" she said, tremulously. II did not think you could be so good.'
 I sat down on a hassock near by; Carl stood little way off looking at her. Her eyes searched his face eagerly; they could not have read there anything ominous or woeful; she could not fear to trust him.
 But suddenly her eyes fell and the hot blushes rose fast.
 ''You will have guessed my story," she said. You have seen him-my father. I had to earn money for us both. There are so few things woman can do. I had but little skill in any of them. I tried very hard,yet every day we got poorer and poor er-so very poor at the last. And then found could dance; and presently grew almost rich. l wanted to know what wo- men and men are who are refined and good, and so, with poor Norine to help me 1 crept up into the society that would have spurned me, knowing what I was It was my little time of happiness-my life had been very hard.- But, oh, I never meant you should see me!' she cried, her calm hess forsaking her.
 Her head dropped, she covered her face with her hands. There was such pitiful humiliation ill her attitude-the burden of sorrow and shame lay so heavy upon her, She wept passionately. Carl bent forward; drew her hands away.
 'You will not tell them?" she sobbed, shrinking from him. ''You will not tell those people who knew me? have done them no harm, 1 was not ashamed to be among them, have kept myself unsettled by any evil"
 My darling, dancing may be as holy as ) praying! God knows all. And He has sent } you to me, said Carl. He took her in his arms, wondering, in credulous of 1er great happiness. l clipped away softly, closing the dool upon them, shutting myself out into the loneliness, and went back to the parlor that had been home to Carl and me-never quite the same to me any mOre.-GdlaTy.
 Dennis Colgan, for thirteen years draw tender at the East Bridgeport bridge, is a brave fellow, and deserves promotion. On Friday, the 21st, the express train from New York only escaped destruction through his heroism. The draw was open and the signal set correctly, but the engineer of the advancing train took no notice of it and came on at usual speed. By the great place, but as the track strikes the draw at curve on the west side, train coming on to it from that direction would swing it open inevitably, unless it was locked.