The Petroleum Centre daily record. [volume] (Petroleum Center, Pa.) 1868-1873, 1869-06-15

and couplS u Oedrooms for Qrr servsnts,'"
said Mr.. Bernera, as he banded ibis hat and
cone to the bowing waiter.
Certainly, Dir. What would you like
for tea2" asked the landlsrd, ~
ooh, anything you pleas, SO that It is
nice and neatly served" Nithfa slightly i'm
patient wave of his hand az IL he would.
nave bsen rid of his obsequious host. : ~
"Ah.ha! anything 1 please! Ii is easy
10 see what ails him. He lives upon love
just now ;but he'll care more about bis bills
Of fare q few weeks hsnee," chuckled the
landlord, as he. left the puslc parl'r to exc
cute his guests orders. - IS.
The bridegroom was no sooner left atone
with bic bride than he seated her 10 tie
e. st armchair, and began with affection.
ate zeal to unite her bonnet strings aad,an,
clasp her msatle. "
"You make maid useless sppendage,
dear Lyon" said the little lady smiling up
10 bis eyes. You love me 50 much, dear
! Lyon! You love me 60 much! Pet not too
much either! for oh! If you should ever
cease to love me, or even II you were ever
10 love me less, I-I-dare not think what
I should del" she Inuttered In Q long, deep,
shuddering tone.
Why; VII ;nSs, Sy,bi ny " xss1 you beautiful
your house! A Berners Of the burnin ,
heart! A Bsrners Of the boiling b'oost ;.
A Berners Of whom 1t has been said. that
it is almost a. fatsl TO be loved " hated
by"
Suddenly in TIE midst of their converse
they heard the sound Of, weepiig--low,
deep, heart-broken weeping. -,
Both paused, looked at each ohsr and
listened.
What is that,' inquired sybil, ,lookiag
up to her husbands face.
- 1t seems to be some woman in distress, "
answered Lyon.
"Oh! see wha. /: is, dear, willyou ~
entreated Sybil.
She was herself 20 happy. that l was re-.
ally dreadful to be reminded just hen that
sorrow should exist in this world aiall.
But If she could have forseen be woe
that was to come to herself. to her usbsnd.
and to the object Of her sympaby, she
would have held Lyon back, as with the
grip Of fate, from The mission on which she
now sent him.
For the weeper was beautiful voman-
deserted wife, named Rosa Tlondelle,
who, although but a few days laIaed from
the vessel which had brought hsrfrom Eu.
rope, had been robbed Cf her roney and
awelry by her husband, and ten left to
her fate in that Norfolk hotel.
Sybil was deeply moved by this lady's
story, and insisted on taking Mrs Bloudelle
home with her to Black Hall, All Mr. Ber.
neIs gave his assent to her wishe
But before they got ready u set out on
their journey, Sybil bitterly rspnted of the
arrangement. Mrs. Bloudalle was so en-.
cha tingly lovely, that Mr.. Berers'at once
be.lh to yield 10 her charms and Sybil
e for / frs. time, saw him pay the homage
Of adm ration to other beauty han her own
THIS kinGied the fires CT Jealousy In he
heart, and by the time they rsaohed Blacl
Hall. those fires had become tanned to al
= nexiinguishable flame.
AID no Bcrners had ever ben known t.
7 forgive an ohi'ct Of jealousy
Back Hall, the abode Of Mr.. and Mrs
Bel ners. was a pa!atiel old Virgin'n man
: sion, situated in the heart oflhe Black Val
J! ley, few miles from BackyIle, the count
town. 1t had been in Mrs. Berners iami
tor generations, and was crowned for th
scenes OF gaity aud hospitality which ha
transpired bcnsa.b its roof
Mrs. Berners, the last of her race, to Civ
&. vent TO the emotions of her restless, jealou
heart. resolved 70 renaugurate the festiv
-. q "ld.a time aud for that pnrpol
> "'.' 4 for the ensuing A
LEY I'VE, .r' nee set about gettit
1.uls 3D. 70. esd
Jne aaY V1lo sas was absent at Blac
Z '.ile, making puschEses. Lyon and Rosa h
a-.ls 50 Absurogd 10 ons another, as TO
come oblivious to tae ent of Mrs. Wintt
rpst, the old house Keeper, who found the
sitting closely side by side. her hand clasp
IE lanls. "a Syhil's return, the old hou!
Keeper described this scene 10 her, wi
many exagerations. The revelation seem
? to freeze Sybil into ice
A" Oh, my heart! my hmrt!" she moane
turning deathly pa's, Ard ihn, after