The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1868-04-23
Mis- MasOn's Love Affairs,


with the discovery she made when
she opened Jack Claes letter She
rallied, resumed her even spirits. was
as perfectly and icily beautiful as
ever. One morning in September,
week after Mrs. Brewster had started
with Jenny, for fortnight of trav-
ell, she came to me aud uniformed
me, In a few cold, explicit words
that she was engaged to Mr.. Holt
1 was scarcely surprised; / was rath-
er gratifed. She had been In love
with Jack Olaes but such statues do
not suffer much from such disap-
pointments, | argued aud, in a world
ly way, Sylvester Holt was a great
catch" At that time l think the
memory of the blue. blazing eyes
and stained cheeks | had seen that
August night must have faded from
me.
She was to remain and be married
I from my house. She said, when l
asked her to do so: = l have neither
home nor friends, Miss DENLY; | shall
be glad to stay. Mr. Holt wished
/ her to go to Boston with him and Sc
lect new furniture for his house be-
fore their marriage. He likewise ex-
tended the invitation to me TO accom-
pany them, and / accepted it, as Ca
mile would not go otherwise. l had
made up my mind that she should
accept bridal dress as my present. l
was all the while trying to ease my con-
science toward her; and then, too, l
believe no one in the world enjoys
wedding preparations so well as an
old maid.
We had a delightful week in Bos-
ton | was twice as jealous as the
bride elect, who. in truth, was not
jealous at all Mr. Holt spent his
money like a prince, and munificence
makes even a man who coughs like a
cat, agreeable. His present to Ca
milla was a set Of pearls he remem-
bered me with a cashmere shawl of
such royal dimensions that l shall
certainly have to quarter 1t before L
can wear it.
We had couple of weeks left, after
our return to Thorpe, prior to the day
fixed for the wedding They were busy
weeks, / assure you. l used to look
at Camilla-superb in her naughty in
difference-Rnd think what magni-
fcent mistress she would be for Mr..
| Hollis magnificent mansionl She
seemed neither happy nor unhappy.
I had no patience with her GOODNESS.
| I was afraid that underneath her calm
/ she was hiding her thwarted passion,
and, though | believe In lovef old
maid that [ am, didn't believe that
love was what Camilla Mason re-
/ CURED
A few days prior to the day, Jenny
| Brewster came in. OF course she was
shown the bridal fnery.
Corded silk, she commented, ex-
aiming the make Of che wedding
dress. Very pretty; but why in the
world did you have it high neck ?
I'm going tc have low neck and a
Honiton berthe"
saw a gray shade go over Camilla 5
1t is all decided then, eh?"
asked of Jenny. She colored and
acted as if she had said what she
didn't mean to.
1t was the night before the we'd
ding. | had written to Jack that he
must come on. / thought Camilla
! might get over her weakness first as
last. He had not yet arrived, though
and | was IN considerable tToUEte
about il.
Camilla would seldom allow me tC
leave her alone with her lover, bu
that night, both from having som,
things to see to and from a feeling o
humanity toward the man who haC
e given me a cashmere, | left the parlOl
at nine O'Clock, and went to make
final review Of the preparations
which had progressed finely. Th'
iellies we're exhibiting more consisten
ey In their conduct than home made
iellies sometimes do. The frosting o
the cakes had neither blistered no
cracked. The borrowed silver wa
safe under lock and key Up stairs
!. in the spare chamber, the white sill
spread amply over the bed. The box
es, containing gloves, fan and vel
were in their appointed places Tn
!, pearls, owing 20 my precaution, wer
hidden from sight 10 the shoe bag.
went down stairs, saying TO myself
She is rtainly going to do Welt
Mr.. Holt was just depa ting. Poe
4 man | had not heard him coug
once within the past hour.
The following morning dawne
glorioUsly, with the glow aud spark
which only October mornings hav,
= The wedding prepare ions had en-
l. crOached everywhere, so we were eat
II ing biscuits from the pile Of whic
r Nancy was making sandwiches, an
drinking our coffee, standing, In IL
IL kitchen. All Of sudden, ID wake
0 Jack Claes He looked strangely ez
cited Camilla, he said, abrupt.
- - l must see you q minute. She st
s. her cup down and followed him, viii
ont "A word