The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1868-07-16

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= ~ reiated 70 bet, and Who dielik
q Nm Gray. "''That busybody, = hs :,
q 90 her' and am afraid shs w. I bus
I body! Jessie: vas very bright, "a,
!. seemed very happy. She tsa.ed =
J. uomereifnlly about Mr. Thompso. :
pE Shs ~. sure, she said,' be had ma,
. iovs 70 me, and Shs looked st ne Vi,
} cruel signiaesaos as,ahe spoke. But
/ betrayed neither hi ssozet nor min,
!. aud though shs vexed me when d
quiszed him to Mr.. Norris, especial
about bis umbrella, I did keep silent.
| 81 am sure he will be married vii
his umbrella under bis arm" she sci,
: tho evening before her vedding.-
"Don't you think 80 p :.
l did not answer her; I went ont In
to the garden, and wondered how sh
had charmed him. Alas! 1 nigh
have wondered how, without seek in,
the had charmed me.
~ Jessie's marriage was . blow to m,
aunt. She had always thought I shoult
60 of first.' She was also cruelty dis.p
pointed BY Mr.. Thompsons indiffer
enee, and perhaps she guessed til.
meaning Of my altered looks. 1 believe
l got pale and thin just then. And
vas always playing Chopin's march.
"My DEAR" said. my aunt to me one
evening, ''is not that very mournful p
II like it, aunt" I replied but /
resolved to play it no more.
"hr. Thonpson liked it," she said,
with . Sigh. 81 wonder he did no,
propose to you," she added, abruptly.
i was mute rf:j =? j.g...es.. ,..
81 wish I had nsver asked him
here,'. she resumed AZ cannot help
thiukiug-" "..
"Don't; pr.y, don't !" I interrupted.
She did not insist, but she made me
60 and 1t by hcr. She earressed me,
che. eoaxed mo, and little by little she
drew my secret from me, s.. II. =:
my poor darling" " .shs said, when I
had confessed .ll, s"he may value you
yet" rs... -. '><.> <", : 80: .'.1
.~ "No, aunt, he never will. But pr.y
do not trouble about me. I mean to
get over it, and I will.
spoke resolutely, and my aunt prais-
ed me.
"You have always been the best of
eirls," she said, tenderly. "and I am
glad you have confidence in me. Ibid
not mean to leave home this year; but
now I will take you to the seaside.
You must have change, my poor d.r-
ling."
She kissed me, and I remember how
calm aud happy I felt in that gr.y
room, sitting BY my dear aunfs side,
and looking at the starry sky. The
nightingale was singing again, ~ on
that sad evening when I had felt 70
broken-hearted tears rosa to my eyes
when I remembered it, and bis last kind
ness, and my foolish, withered hopes =;
but the bitterness wss gone from my
sorroH. '~..''' - a-- 81 {: .,.;'
"You must have . change" sid
my aunt again.
Alasl the change came With tho
morning. My aunt vas late for break
fast. I went up t. her room and found
hsr calmly sleeping. But oh! too
calm, too deep were those slumbers:
The kind eyes which had rested on me
in love were closed, the voice which had
ever spoken in praise and endearment
was sileuced, for ever and ever.
I 1suppose 1t was not Jessie's fault
that her husband was my aunt's heir At
law; but I found it very hard. Poor,
dear aunt, she always did mean to make
q will in my favor, and she never did.
Mr.. Norris behaved quite Handsomely,
I was told. He gave. me the piano
which had been bought for. me, . few
other articles Of no great value, and all
my aunt's wardrobe. He kept her
jewels, which were fine, and the furni-
ture, for which, q he said truly enough,
I had no use. Moreover, he: allowed
me to remain in the cottage till Lady
day; though perhaps, y he could not
live in two houses It 4 time, and must
pay the rent whether I stayed there Or
not, this was 10 such: great favor after
Ill. God forgive me- I fear l w,s very
sinful duriag the dark days that follow
ID. I had some friends Who did, OF.
rather who said their best; but there
was one who never came near me, who
gave me no token Of his existence, who
had no kind word for ne, who let me
struggle through my hard trial, and who
never oferedAs helping hand. He
might It least have written, eoudolsd
mo IN my sorrow. but he did not. And
YET hs was in the neighborhood. Re
was often At Mrs. Norris's house. Jes-
sie herself told me 20. True, hs had
business to transact With her husband ;
but still, how could he do it,
q He did it, and he did more. Mr..
Norris VA thrown of his horse one
morning and brought home dead. Jes-
Gle became = widow, and poor one
said the world. Mr.. Norris va not :
rich man after al, and he left many