Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1869-09-30

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died first"
She said that with vehemence II
was not clear what she meant. but she
seemed SO much Of lady. and Paul was
invariably SO polite. that he reirainetl
from asking an explanation.
What kind of employment do you
seek = was his next question.
"Some for willing hands and heart
TO do, sir. Teaching would suit me
best. but it is not for me to state INV
preferences"
During all this time she had not rails
ell her eyes TO his face. Was it from
humility or shame! He was not one
easily deceived. only he wanted fair
scrutiny Of her face and eyes.
Il am the curate of Bladesburg," he
said. My ZANE is Paul Vcntnur. This
is the lodge at Foley Hall. If you will
enter il with me. will get you tenn
porary home, at least. Come"
| She rose 10 her feet. then elevated
her head. she fixed her eyes upon him
They were such trusting brown eyes
that they set his nerves tingliug. As
they beheld his own they decpencd in
intensity. and more AMI more Of the
childish sweetness came into her face.
The curate felt that he could trust her,
but he felt somewhat embarrassed.
which made him feel .vexed at himself.
"iou have not told me your name"
he said.
No. | have not" she replied,
the color in her checks deepening.
Then with the least pcrccptible hes
ltancy she said, MY name is Grace
Templeton"
Paul Nentnor thought it was "A very
pretty name. but did not say SO. He
seized the knockcr at the door and
gave it a vigorous peal. A servant
answ cred it, and the two soon stood in
the presence of the lady Of Foley HALL
She esteemed the young curate very
highly. and placed a proper apprccia-
tion Ola his character and talents \
word from him in behalf Of Grace would
have been sufficient. had she not pos
scsscd any personal or mental charms
even.
The result of the interview was that
she was at once accepted at Foley Hall.
not rs a mcnial. but as companion 10
my lady. who was widow and an
invalid. Grace was refined. able and
scholarly. and her natural yiyacity
soon returning 10 her, no one could
have been more companionablc to one
who was disposed to be tacturn and
gloomy.
Six months passed away. and during
that time Paul Nentnor visited Foley
Hall more frequently than there was
any absolute necessity for, and was not
long unconscious Of the motive that
took him thither. Day BY day Grace
grew more lovely to his eyes, and more
dear 10 his heart. She attended his
ministry with rare constancv. and his
sermons seemed dull and soundless TO
himself when she was not III her pew
with her great brown eyes fixed upon
his face. He was desperately in love
with her. but he made no declarations
The living at Bladcsbuig was only
worth five hundred pounds per annum.
and he could not think Of marrying up
oh that.
At the end of six months servant
in livery appeared at Foley Hall.
Il have a letter for Lady Templeton,
he said.
For whom responded my lady,
with a stare.
For the Earl's daughter, fo- the lady
Of Tempicton Place"
The madam took the letter, with the
great, red seal. in dazcd sort Of
way, then rang the bell for Grace.
"A letter for you" she said.
Grace's face grew red and white By
turns as her eve fell upon the directions
upon the letter. She glanced at the
servant. who bowed with servilc rev.
erence.
This is from my father, the Earl,
she said. Does he know that l am
here, Mr. Williams
'.ie does not, my lady. iour broth
er Edgar has kept his secret cell
She opened the letter and read as
follows:
.'TEMpLEToN PLACE, Nov. 70 lsi9.
NV Dear Grace. have relcnted. You
are an angel, while am a choleric old fool.
You were right in your estimate OF Clai-
borne. He was a mere adventurer, and Is
now in Jail on half dozen counts. was
never so infatuated before. You shall mar
ry yhnmsoeyer IL NAV please YOU TO marry