Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1868-02-05


Steinway the room is close, let me get
you some water.' but before she conld
even start for the silver ice pitcher and
cut glass goblets on the cen:er-tatle, he
bowed carelessly and hastily left the
room. No more was sean Of him that
night, though many inquiries were made
concerning him. 7ol
p The evening passed off as all happy
evenings will. There were many fare
well woias spoken - more good byes
than good nights interchapged on
That memorable eve, and the company
separated. Alas now many were to iud
q grave in the tamultous South land be.
fore another year had passed away
s. A eheerIess rainy morning succeeded
the mooulit night Was Nature weeping.
too, over the departure of SO many Of
earth Is noblest sous ? Her tears were but
the type of those that fell that morning
in maay house, but in the home Of
Grace Stoddard all was peace. She had
no kith nor kin among those who were
going away. she had bidden them al a
cheereful God speed the night before, aud
was only sad this morning in sympathy
with others. sa q a"
There was sharp peal of the door
bell. Grace dropped the Daily paper she
was reading. aud smoothing the folds of
her pretty morning dress, went to answer
it. She was fairly startled when she en-
countcred Guy Steinway-he had never
called there before; yet with her usual
ease of manner, she ushered him into the
parlor and spoke of the general topics of
the day.
Conversation lasted lut few moments
before he made known his errond. "SIiss
Grnce" B" s id he in an eager hurried man.
ner, 30 different from his usual impas.
sirenesS, g viii! you do me the favor of
playing for me the song you gave US last
night ?--the irst if you sang more
only heard one
What was it? Oh yes, | remember
now certainly if you like it" aud Grace
opened the piano She was always ready
to obligc. never pleading colds and hears.
ness when asked TO sing
If shc had sung it well the night be.
fore. she certainly sang it better now.
Perhaps the consciousness that her one
listener was all attention, gave her the
keener zcst certainly she never sang with
more feeling
At its close ahe turned to him. He
stood by the piano leaning his head on
his clasped hands. and tears were falling
like rain. This was the man whom every.
body had united in calling heaftles, pos
sessed of no feeling at all--Grace was
awcl BY the scene. an'..r.N
But few moments and be raised his
head. 81 beg your pardon for this child.
'isbness as ! am sure youmust think it,"
said he, "but that Gong has for me the
deepest of meaning. Two years ago
was to have married fairyoung girl of
that name; aud on the very eve of our
wedding day she suddenly died IL has
made wreck of me. as you see for your
self. When you sang that song last
night, | was wholly unnamed, for yonr
face has more than once sadly struck me
as bearing a resemblance to hers. But
this morning longing came over me to
hem it once more which must be my apo
logy for intrudiug." .,r
at is no intrusion at all. Mr.. Stein.
way: you are more than welcome, if it
has done you any good, am sorry for
you" a vog !f.t
Thank you for yoursympathy And
now. Good bye. 1t is not likely | shall
ever sec you again at E
y hope you may" said Grace chccrily
You will live to come back, | am sure
81 thiuk not have no wish to. Life
Is no treasure to me that should guard
it, Good Gse." and with mutual hand
clasp they separated. t M
Grace threw herself into the easy chair
ind thought it all over sothis was Guy
Sideways secret. lie had not enjoined
it upon her to guard it, but some femin-
inc instinct made her do SO. aud no one
was ever wiser for her telling ot that
mornings interview 81 Hir
Que drear November day the depot
coach lett q Passenger at the door Of the
St6adard mansion, Miss Deborah stod.
dard. spiuster aunt of Grace,
mo. child. you needn't 20 to taking
of my things." said she, as Grace tried
TO remove her bonnet and cloak. "I'm
only going to wait over one train
why. where arc you gOipg2' cried
the family 10 astonished chorus. Aunt
Debby seldom visited anybody but them.