The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1867-05-01
NEW SERIES---VOLUME 2, NO. SO:

Could l have el tered the lists with h6r nr
equal ground, could | but have appeared to
! him IN my own proper person, arrlyed in
| appropriate and maidcnly costume, | irlt
sure OF gaining the victory for | had youth
on my side; had already an interest in his
heart; but, alasl l could not do this without
| first ann 3uncing myself as an impnstor, as
liar and dfceiver, to the man whose good
opinion l priced above all earthly things.
A dreadful thought now rested on my
mind day and night. What if this woman
should accomplish her designs? Whar If
my master should marry heri What would
then become of me?
But | was spared this trial
The translation was finished; it was in the
hands of the publisher; and the ptobfsheets
had been carefully revised, partly by my
master, and partly by myself. He had
insisted upon putting my name with his
own Oh the title page; but refused my con-
sent with peJtinacity which he could not
comprehend, and which came nearer max
ing Elm angry than anything that had ever
transpired between us.
One day, as 1 sat in the library, l saw
my master come home, accompanied by
two gentlemen. He did not as was his Gus
tom with his ihtimates, bring them into
the library. but received them in the little
used reception room. They remained some
time.
When they lett, my master came into the
library, rubbing his bands and looking ex-
ceedingly well pleased. But, at sight Of
me, his countenanoe fell. He approached
me, and in tone of regret, said.
my poor Eugene? we must part"
Partp 1t seemed as if the sun was sud-
denly blotted from heaven.
| started up, and looked at him with a
face so white and terror stricken that he
came up to me and laid his hand kindly on
my shoulder. -.
MY poor Eugenel'' he repeated, ut is
too true-we must part.
tired to speak. "Part!' cried. 10
my ma ter
Tears and sobs checked my utterance, in
spite of all my efforts to restrain them. /
sat down again. and gave free won't to my
lrrepressble grief.
My master was much affected at the sight
of my emotion and for some minutes the
silence was thbroken, save by my heart
wrung sobs. 80. :,
NAY, Eugene, this is %omanish; bear it
| like q man." said he, wiping the tears from
his own eyes. Most gladly would spare
you this sorrow; most gladly retain you near
me; but in this matter l am powerless.
have received an appointment from govern.
ment travel in Northern Asia, in order
to study the dir lects of that vast region
| Every individual wt6 is 10 accompany IN
has been officially specified, and there Il
no place left for my poor Eugene" +"
20, my dear, master!' cried I, with clas
ped hands and streaming eyes, 'tak
me with you'll sllall Gle if you leave me
put me in the place of some one else"
impossible, said he 'The goyernmer
has filed up every place with its own cres
tures-except." he added with a faint smi
''that they have made provision tor my Wi
J if married [ would l had the wan
of an enchanter, Eugene, that migt
TRANSFORM, you to woman, and make yo
my wife. +" .,.... ~
His wife! His wifel Had I heard tn
words aright2 sprsng to my feet. trae
to say, Il am a woman-I will be you
wifel" bit my tongue refued its utteranc
there was rushing sound in my ears
grasped the air wildly--I heard my maste
cry, "EugeiteP' as he rushed forward t.
support me, and the next moment | los
consciousness.
When | recovered my senses, was still
in the arms of my master. He had borne
me to the window, and torn open my vest
and shirt collar. looked up in his face
One glance revealed to me that my secret
was discovered
Blusbing and trembling, | tried to raise
myself from his arms; bat he held me fast.
Eugene, said he, in earnest tones, tell
me the truth. Are you indeed woman?'
II am. My name is Eugene D.. o,
my dear master! forgive the deception l
have praGtited. Do not despise me-"
Eugene cried he in joyful accents,
you shall go with me to the East! =, You
shall 20 as my wife live Esnpsret.rr'
But wherefore this disguise?' he added
told him my story in few words and
informed him that was the very young
aooman who had applied for the Office l
now held.
us it possible2'' exclaimed he. "But,
Eugene, tell me-do you really love me as
you have so often protested you did?''
Eyes, my dear MASTER" whispered.
"FIre y Emperer," cried he again; but
for HIS strictness should never have found
it. Now 60, array yourself in your wo.
mans gear, and let me see you as you real
ly are."
went and resumed, with pleasure I
cannot describe, the garments had for q
whole year fors*orn.
When returned, my master caught me
| L. Isa hoort ,nd thankod Houvon for the