The Evansville journal., 1868-05-08

able, and for which they sianed when
they could; the baby that, though it
belonged to but one Of them they
loved alike, had gone as mysteriously
as it had come, had suddenly acquired
Uurity and remOteness, and was no
louger theirs They 6ped the air
with their cries Jaa
Oh; Margaret how's this2" The
Tese heard Mrs. MacNamee say. and
saw her take the child from Marga-
fet's arms. But how she, herself,
came to be Sitting in MargaTet's chair
presently, aud holding the little dead
baby, a feathers weight on her lap,
she. never asked. Mrs. MacNamee
had left her, and she forgot to be
afraid had run up TO her. own house
and brought down coal aud kindlings
in basket, and set the fire to b. -zing
in the chimney, and had run back for
a tray of whatever and broken
storA there might .bein- her own fru-
gal pantry. Margaret had flung her
self into the middle Of the. heap of
straw, and had, drawn the old shawl
over her head. But Katy was grow
elling on the floor beside Iherese.
lifting herselfnow and then to glance
at the tiny and shrivelled face, and
then prostrating herself again with
fresh shuddel.s and fresh sobs. " /
don't dare to kiss herr she cried
"Oh, she's too pure a thing She
was my owh flesh once-now, now,
now. she's nothing to me-I've lost
herl Ch, I've lost heri" And after
that, to contradict her own words, she
seized the hand and held IL to her
lips, and kissed its fingers, and its
palm, its wrist, its arm, as if she would
devour it. And Therese, far from
that qualm Of loathiug, felt as if her
heart would break with pity; she put
her own arm round the Womans
.squalid shoulder, aud cried with her.
iShe wanted to say some kind aud So
|, lacing word, to tell her she had not
lost her little child If she only chose
to follow where it led-bUt she did not
know where to begin-she had learned
how to speak many languages, bat
never the language of consolation.
And while sfehesitated, there was her
father standing before her, and Mrs.
MacNamee quaking IN his shadow,
lest-the master should dismiss her
| husband from his place for her offense
in having brOugh5 the young lady into
such reeking spot
Come, Therese, said her father,
gently ,i = have left the means to do
aHothatis necessary. viii come my
self again tomorrow. But now Mrs.
MeFerbehr is waiting
| "Oh, papa, not tonight. mur
INJURED Therese, shrinking from the
whole affair of the night, with its gay
| tumult and brilliancy. She gave the
little child, however, to Mrs. McNa-
NEE, who had brought down for it
some eleaulwhite Clothes east of by
| the twins, and since then laid away in
lavender, and fingered only for some
/ sort of farewell to these pOOrpeOple
/ when Katy suddenly rose and put
the shawl, whose existence Therese
had forgotten, into her hands,
/ : IF I'd known you'd so good a
heart" she said; and went back to
hang above the child once more as
/ the kind neighbor made it ready for
! the blessed rest that had been vouch-
| safed to it so early.
/ Therese did not oppose her fathers
/ wish when the horses heads were
! turned toward Mrs. Meyerbehr's; she
/ thought at that moment that, blind
\ and foolish, she would never have
I wish Of her own again She wondered
at him an instant for caring to con-
tinue, a. ter such a scene; but never
| dreamed that he wished by the sharp
and sudden contrast to impress her
experience on his little girls soul
enduringly.- She composed her dress,
which1Yas AotJ after ALL Yergl much
deranged; an6 she left the lace shawl
in the >dFessing-roOm before going
! down on her stately father arm. She
found herself a gossiping with Maud
Give. and thinking how soiled
and tumbled looked the Aounces
of real point: she danced with
the young German baron. and
saw that the ribbon of that
noble order Ia his button-hole was
tarnished; she felt as if she had been
stunned out Of herself till all the in
toxicating fragrance of the exotics
that lined the walls, the strains of heav-
enly music, the glitter of this stom-
acher Of gems that cast off rays like
| the &gis, the simmer Of that silk
| like q sheet Of mOonlit sea water-till
all this spleudor and delight walked
her into a wild reaction, and nobody
who saw ber then. sparkling. flush
ing, laughing, floating away on the
stream of the melody sung by flutes
and violins would ever have conjured
up in connection with her any vision
of trouble or shadow OF care. She
II never c0njured it up herself during
the hour; she fairly forgot the place
she had 80 lately left, till the coach
= door shut behind her. 1t had seemed