The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1869-05-07
BIDDEF0RD, ME-, FRIDAY


gallant Terence declared had bored
hole In his heart went up to her door
and reminded her that the company
would soon be back. Margaret hastened
down and commenced her task. But she
had little knowledge OF that Important
branch Of female education, and was by
far too detected to pay strict attention 20
Mrs. Jeffers' directions. Soyer would
have tainted with dismay, had he witness
ed that dinner when II was served; even
the butler was heard to whisper that mot
one of them would taste It. He was cor
rect In his supposltion, for the moro las.
tidious Of the guests could not c0nceal
their dissatisfaction, and the colonei'f
brow darkened as the third course was
placed upon the table, presenting the
same attempting appearance rs Its pre-
decessors.
Later In the evening, rs Margaret was
crossing the hall, the door OF the library
opened, and her uncle came out and met
her.
TO your room,' he muttered, and to-
morrow you will answer TO mo for the
dainty repast youlhave served my guests
He stopped In some confusion, for Lady
Hetherton, who was following him, had
overheard his words.
Margaret went TO her room, and spent
the next hour In collecting and packing
her scanty apparel. Then she sat again
mt the window, and INDUCED In mOurnful
thought. The tranquil beauty Of the sum.
mer night failed to impart the charm or
It's own peace to her saddened heart. The
full moon shed It's calm glory over the
lawn. and shining glimpses Of the water
twinkled through the dark foliage OF the
willows that bOrdered It's edge. Music
and song floated up to her from the open
windows of the drawing.roOm, and ut
times she distinguished tho rich tones OF
voice that sent thrill through her heart {;
she shuddered, feeling that the music OF
that voice was lost to her forever.
Quiet relgned In the house at last, and
the clock was on the stroke of one, when
Margaret LEFT her room, and went down
stairs to her uncle's apartment. He had
not yet retired, but was sitting mt his desk
overlooking some papers. He was not
aware Of her presence until she stood be-
fore him. and looking up with a. start, he
saw a fair young face, so very pale and
fair, and mild blue eyes, so earnest and
so sorrOwfiil, that his heart was touched
IL may be that the memory Of his dead
sister passed between him and his Ill feel
ing towards her child, for he said kind
ly:-
sYou are up late, Margaret Are you
wcllr
Il am well, sir; MS well as I ever can be
In this world she replied.
'Then what brings you hereY he asked
sharply, remembrance Of his annoyance
coming freshly into his mind.
To wish you goodbye, uncle, and to
tell you lf In after years you should regret
/ the constant unkindness that forced the
orphan to fly with unrcluctant steps from
the shadow of your home, for there never
was n beam of sunlight In II for me, and
you know It, and my cousins know 1t, that
regret will be only a wasted thought; for
I rejoice that have thrust aside the bonds
of servitudc. 1t needed but tonight to
break the last tic that held me here, and
THAT she continued, falteringly, was the
hope that you. mt least, had some regard
for me, and how have you now withercd
it,
GO to your room! How dare you come
here annoying meP Go to your room y ex-
lclaimed the colonel, angrily, 'and sleep
away your resentment he added, MOTTO
ing the unusual paleness of her counte-
nance.
Margaret obeyed him and left the apart
ment, but not to seek her own. Turning
Ito the part of the house occupied by the
domcstics, she tapped lightly at the door
of one of the rooms, arousing Its occu-
pant, who inquired, in drowsy tone:-
who Is thereY
1T Is /. Terence she replied softly.
You have been expeditions, said Mar
garet, as Terence, after the lapse Of few
minutes, came into the lobby; and mo-
ltioning him to be silent, she led the way
into the kitchen, whittier he followed In
Igaping wonder. Terence, my good lad.
she said, Il believe that you arc fond OF
me-
Is It fond of you, Miss Margaret? Don't
we all dote upon you, and wouldn't l lie
down In my cold grave this blessed night,
II thought could carry one OF your
troubles with me-
Il believe you, Terence, without requlr-
ling SO great sacrifice on your part said
Margaret, with smile. But you must
prove your affection for me. Bring Van
Wrinkle round to this door In five minutes,
and put my grandmama's pilliOn on
him. want you to take me to Southamp-
lton.'
Miss Margaret exclaimed Terence,
unable longer to restrain his surprise and
curiosity, sure you aren't going away,
missT
Il am, Terence
Going away y the poor fellow rep 'ated,
In q Quiyering voice, and he said no more.
Ignorant and unlettered rs he was, the
mystery of the human heart was open to
his kindly nature, rs II was closed upon
those perceptions which are dulled by
contact with the Icy touch Of wealth and
fashion.
wont you wait for the morning. Miss
Margaret? IL will soon be here. Ills al
ways darkest lust before day, Miss
Margaret started, for his last words
seemed prophetic. A vague hope sprang
to life, but she subdued IL.
Terence, must be In Southampton to-
morrow morning. A vessel leaves for
America and fear / may be too late to
engage passage on her.
| 'Amcrica!' cried ont Terrence. 'Oh,
Miss Margaret, mavourneen, would you
be putting the wide water between your
self and them that loves your
Margaret, touched by the poor fellows
aiicctiOnate distress, let few minutes
more slip by In quieting his grief, pointing
out the many inducements the New World
held forth, and her certainty Of finding
peace II not happiness on It's friendly
shores.
Miss Margaret Terence asked. when
half an hour after, they were riding Mt a
brisk pace. on the road to Southampton,
have you any he hcsitated.
Money! Margaret replied. finishing his
question. Il have one hundred pounds,
Terence, that my dear grandmother gave
me before she died.
The memory of her grandmother awoke
sorrowful recollection, and the remain
der of the Journey was pursued In deep
silence. With fearful eyes and qulvering
lips, Terrence faltered out his farewell to
his 'dear young lady, and nothing the
faithful fellow protested, would keep him
from followin' his darlln' Margaret to the
ends of the earth, but the poor mother
who was depending upon him, and IL
would be showing bad heart In him, IL
he forgot the duty he owed her.