The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1869-08-12

of the sea, with a string Of bones
around her neck, and a toad perehed
on each shoulder. and this witch
bought souls, and gave people power
over hearts In exchange.
That was a good story " L said at
/ the end.
/ he'd " Louise directed. So L kissed
nv nrettv sisters hand and glided of.
Emily very soon learned to be per-
facfIv at home with US. She seemed
to wind herself about the hearts Of
nv father and mother, and as for
1 Louise-Louise would have walked
over burning ploughshares to do her
service. l liked her about half the
time, and the other half / felt like
/ teasing her. She would grow so white
and terrified when sprang out at her
from behind curtains or doors. More
than ever | wished that had fairy
power, to change myself into all kinds
of fairy shapes tiny flea to hop
into her ear, yellow snake to tWine
myself with her curls, mouse to run
over her pillow, or an elf in her desk
to open her letteTsl She was such an
absurd coward. But being four feet
high and not fairy, / could only
fined my wicked pleasure in annoying
her BY constant survillaace and sud
den starts. She seemed afraid to be
angry with me, and never exposed
me- Perhaps her conscience made
her uneasy, for my dear, innocent
hearted Louise never was startled or
terrified by her dwarf Charles tricks.
y, slender, willoWy Emily, yellow
haired Emily, my brothers darling
Why were you not all Louise dreamed
you, pure hearted aud true, sorrowlng
and loving? My father treated her
as another daughter, and declared she
should never leave us; my mother
gradually came TO consult her exqis-
! tie taste In all little matters which
Louise formerly decided. And at
last they even insisted on her putting
off the badge other fidelity to Harry,
her mourning, despite the sad little
shake OF her head IN remonstrance.
= She shall not make a nun of her.
self, exclaimed my father.
bly, heart will be in mourning all
the time, she whispered to Louise,
and Louise kissed her.
Spring came, and our mother COM
meneed house cleaning on a grand
scale; every room was visited, secured,
and painted, and the furniture re-
arranged. How she made the servants
fly about Every one wished it we'll
at an end every one but me, | found
too much fun in it. | rolled over on
mattresses; made nests to curl myself
up In among heaps of blankets; rev.
elled in hidden relics brought to light;
perched myself on cupboard shelves;
read GulliVer's Travels undisturbed
in the pantry By Jar Of sweetmeats;
and dozen times nearly tripped up
our portly butler as he was carrying
| loaded trays up stairs. When the
raid extended to the sitting rooms. 1
found Unanticipated pleasure The
statuettes of bronze and marble had
always looked at each other so un-
moved from their different corners
that it provoked me. [ had read
| somewhere in a German story of
house where the China figures of
| sheperdess and chimney sweep made
| love to each other when no one was
In the room, and finally ran off to-
| gether. | was always hoping
something of the kind might
| happen In our art collec-
ton, and now, when all the
casts and. figures were set down In
crowd on the great centre-table, it
really seemed as if they could not
keep silence. AT night, when every
one had gone to their rooms, a within
seized me to creep softly down stairs
and peep into the drawing room to
see what was going on among the
bronzes and marbles. The moonlight
lay across the table, and Clytie IN
| changed never breathed or moved,
| though a bronze Pan made mute
music on his pipes before her, as
motionless as she. Faust did not
4 kiss Marguerite; and Mercury, poised
on one toe, did not catch at the
chance 10 substitute the other foot.
Altogether the assemblage was fail
ure. Have the fairies, then, never
yet crossed the ocean from Germany?
i There was low hum of voices In
the kitchen below; so, disappointed
in my Misunderstanding, [ thought |
would slip down stairs, and see what
was going on so late. The butler, the
cook, and the ehambermaid, each
stood, candle in hand, lingering over
some dispute.
| \" Well, leastways, y said the butler,
Miss Emily have a very sweet man
ner, and that's all I know"
&" She have her own way, that's
what she have said the cook.
III" HUMP interrupted Kitty, she
makes cold chills run over me. She's
winding EN- all about her two little
fingers, and she has the evil eye for
certain. Mind you, she brings no
| good!'
Next morning, as l met Emily on
the staircase, l stopped her and
looked straight up at her face.
What's the matter now, CharlieY'
she asked, with a toss of her yellow
curls.
+ want to see your eyes; please
E look at me-
What for?" she demanded, with
out meeting my glance.
: Kitty says you have the evil eye
for certain. What does she mean,
Emily?" | asked, mischievously.
should think, Charlie, you
might know by this time that what
servants mean IS not of the slightest
importance" And she moved Taught.
~ by me.
Al week after Kitty was dismissed.
Louise pleaded for her in vain. She
had lived with us for six years, and
asked my mother what fault she had
| committed.
Emily had discovered in her some
dishonesty" mother said, quietly.
don't know what ! should do without
Emily"
Evideutly Emily was quite usurp-
ing LOulse's place, but Lou didn
, seem to mind, and loved her Just as
, we'll One day | asked Lou If she
wassn't Jealous. She blushed brightly
5 and said, with a shy smile, Why,
Charlie, if | should ever be leaving