The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1867-10-19
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ETsY PEYToN.

"Do return to the Grange. Come with us to
Newport; the beautiful Mrs. Peyton will be the
rage there, as she has been in Philadelphia this
winter, even though she does keep herself so close.
Etsys lip curled with something Of the scorn
OF early days
Isannot, Aggie, l am tired Of gayety. Oh, this
i. such hard world to get through. am 50
t, ed of $50 tired of living!
What, Et.y tired of life at twenty-fve?
Even -, Aggie; fatherless, motherless, de-
ser :" enough.
Not DIES. I'd, Etsy, you have twice refused to
Join him.
Yes know we have both errsd-we are both
too proud. In some of my moods I do not blame
Lionel. I was changed, so sallow. and bony and
komeiy, and then never could forgive him that
first unconscious start and shrinking away.
had loved only Lionel all my life, and forgot
for a moment, how changed / was and flew to
meet him. He recovered himself in moment
but it med as ii it changed my whole nature,
snd grew cold and dsdainful; but great pain
was at my he-rt, even when l seemed to be most
indifferent. / have the same pain tonight.
Yon love lin still, Etsy?
The crimson lips grew scornful and then
tremulous.
Yes, have never loved any one else. You will
think me mean spirited, AggieS
No, Etsy; honor you for it. But we will not
talk of it. Papa will go anywhere wish |
have never been to Niagara; if YOU should like
We will so there, where all will be strangers to
SO they went to Niagara-Mr. Warner, Agnes
snd Etsy. leaving the ladies in the reception
room, Mr. Warner went to register their names
o. the hotel book OF entry, but returned in q
moment with face from which every vestige OF
color had flown.
Etsy, when / went to write my name gentle.
man was just returning his pen to its case and
the ink was wet with the name of Lionel Peytoa
Ny husband
fear so; but do not grow so pale, child |
thought you might wish to leave this place, and
50 did not register our names.
This beautiful pale face was pitifal to see.
Stay. Let me think. It may not be my hus
band, and never knew Lionel Peyton out OF
our family. Was the gentleman's face ANYTHING
like this and poor Etsy took miniature out O
her jewei-case.
Yes, it was very like, only this face was NOR,
youthful. The face l saw was bearded, ant
bronzed, and careworn looking
If thought he would not know me- woult
stay and see him for myself would like to.
You are so unlike the Etsy of fifteen as YOU
are unlike the wife Of twenty, I think YOU nigh
remain with perfect safety; and it may not b,
your husband after all.
So Etsy staid, and on the book of entry wa.
xritten, Mr.. Ely Warner and daughter and Mrs
Willis.
We will call you Essie, and then if it is YOU
husband he will never know you.
Mr.. Warner was right, Lionel Peyton coul,
never recognize in this brilliantly beautiful
woman, either tho rosy schoolgirl Of fifteen o
the wife Of twenty. Etsy at twenty-six was tai
and stately, with clear, dark skin, brillian
color and large shadowy haunting eyes, in who's
depths lay great pain you felt it as soon
you saw her 1t was her husband Etsy kne,
him the moment she saw him. II was in tn
dining room she first met him. He looked at tn
party entern amy gentleman wonld look !
preto' ms ga@ sting longest on Etsy, her gol
geous, caster e.uty overshadowinr the pa]
loveiincss of mes Warner.
He w'o y med, and bearded and somo,b;,
more tan u. rworn-sad Etsy began 70 Que
ton W the 10 too had not suffered, Tbev 8,
at the So .'ble day after day, this husband an
wife, nnt'i poor Etsy's heart was like to brea]
by mud by, Mr.. Warner made Peyton's acouoin
2nce n the reading room and together the
traN.led over Europe-whcre Mr.. Warner on,
pent many years of his life-Nr Warmers gre,
aescrpt.re powers, painting as with pencil o,
cry subject he touched upon.
One day Etsy said half scornfully, half ear,
setly-
WHAT do you think Of my husband, Mr.. Wa
pr?
His answer surprised her.
adiuire him more than any man ever kne,
Etsy: wish could understand what il
keeping you apart.
That nsht he sent for the ladies b ,o;n II;
in the parlor. To Etsy's SURPRISE he ntroduc,
them TO Mr.. Peyton, who threw the charms
his conversation over them, as he had over N