Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1868-07-08
THE SECOND MARRIAG E

"What is it %
May have the little gray ponies anc
ride out on the Templeton Road g
"Ride out9 No-yes-l wish yol
wouldn't tease me, Amy !"
lie spoke harshly, shaking off her littl
hand as if its touch were unpleasant II
him; and Amabcl TresIey turned away
trying to repress the tears that sprans
involuntarily to her eyes.
:. He does not love mel she thought
"Oh, if knew but some spell to bring
back the old fondness. !"
Shc,went slowly out into the brigh
ante.rocm where the winter sunshine
streamcd through, oleanders boughs an(
swinging trails of passion-vine leaves Qo
the scene of our tale is in the United
States y and great Newfoundland dog
lay winking and blinking in the goldel
flood.
"Nero, You love, met" she murmured
throwing herself on the floor, with. ont
arm around her canine fayorites neck.
She wassonly a-child, this brown-eyet
Amabel Tresley, not yet sixteen, and sh'
looked more childIike than ever in hel
unconsciously picturesque attitude on tht
old rug, With the scnrls hanging loosely
abolt her face, and the rrepressible quivel
oniher lips. But, Ea!F of a sudden, she
glanced up witha searletblush as shadow
fell across the doorway. e-,,~ = -
a tall, f,i;:haired gentleman was stand
ing there, with his hat in his hand, and al
amused expression on his countenanee.si
ssPardona me for startling yourSmy
dear little GIRL" he said, gently" but
have called to see Mr. Tresley. Is heat
home?" o - -es .s-
Amabel stammered some incohereni
sentence about the next room, and the
stranger bowed and passed on
Mrs. Tresley took her embroidery ane
sat down under the oleander boughs. As
she threaded the hair-like needle, loud
derisive laugh from the other room rang
in her ears.
"Your wife? Nonsense, Tresley! That
child?"
81 know have been fool !" returned
her husbands voice, ina tone of annoy
ance and chagrin. !" I was infatuated
.smad-and> Eowyit is too late for repen.
tance. "f ',s
= Where. did you meet with her?''
asked the languid, softly.modulated voice.
SIN New .Orleans-left an orphan at a
great hotel by the death of her father,
alone and unprovided for. One could
not but pity her"
q: 2: And pity is akin to love-" laughed
the stranger. understand your case
completely Tresley. But surely she's
pretty enoughto suit even your fastidious
TASTE.
eA.do1l-a vapid, wearisome doll p
returned Tresley, impatiently. And to
think that Lam tied to her for life !"
Then why the deuce did you marry
her ?' -
81 tell you, Rayner, 1 was infatuated
with hersbrown eyes and golden hair (;
and now, when it is too late, | have dis
covered my mistake. - s@ -
= Amabel's dizzy senses comprehended
the conversation no further. She had
sat, silent and motionless, every word
burning its imprint on her heart as if they
had been live Goals. '
She sat there nearly. an hour, with her
head dropping on her breast, and her
hands clasped idly on her knees. Finally
sle rose and went upstairs, with slow,
ianguid steps. She had entered the room
caild-she left it a hard, determined
woman. ,.
It was almost dark when Maurice Tres
ley came out Of his library, to look for
the little wife who delighted to trip on
all his errands. .t ~fsSs -'saE
e"Amabel ! Amy y, Butsrthere was no
response, - ..
:; Stephenson" he said to the smart
maid who was replenishing the fire with
coal, ego up to Mrs. Tresley's room and
tell her that Mr.. Rayner will stay to
dinner''s
Half minute later Stephenson came
back.
49, She. is not there, sir.n s
" Not there?'
aNo, sir; and Mary Anne says she
saw Mrs. Presley go out, all wrapped up,
two hours ago.
HDid she drive the gray ponies g,
(" No, sir, she went on foot. And please,
sir, here's-a bitsof paper found on her
dressing case, with your name. on the
outside. %. -
sTresley opened the note witha contract
ed brow. But there was something in
the penciled lines that b.anched his cheek.
"iknow now that you are weary of me !;
had | known it before, you would sooner
have been relieved of the. burden of my
presence. Forget me-and try to return
to the old time before you ever saw
9.s., i. :, - AMABEL.
That was all. Maurice. .Tresley smiled
bitterly. -
"a mere childish pet" he murmured.
/" She will be back, halffrightened out Of
her senses, as soon as it grows dark. 1t
is unfortunate, however. that.she. should
have overheard that unlucky converse
tien'r -
go 4
s.h is. of no use, sir said the gray
haired emissary of the police, shaking
the snow from his greatcoat. We have
inquired everywhere, but the clue fails