Norfolk day book. [volume] (Norfolk and Portsmouth Va.) 1868-1880, 1869-07-26

feet, coming up the lane, and
10, who should it be but squad
Of cavalry, whom Aunt Chloa
declared were federals, and
would take poor Miss Del kase
she would look in spite of crea-
ton but how vastly mistaken
was the good old soul, when
they turned and told her, she
was the object they sought,and
at that announcement she set
up a yell of the most lamenta-
BILE nature, but after many en-
treaties to mount on horseback
and go with them to a Northern
cline, which she positively re-
fused, unless they would let her
take her little charge with her,
which she said consisted of Miss
Del, Miss Elsie and the chill
dren, and as they had no quar-
ters for all, they released her
from her expected journey-she
screamed for joy, and called for
Miss Elsie (who had fled with
the children to a secluded spot,
to come back and face the
storm like a man, for they were
'rebbles' after all, which, in
fact, they were. Mr.. Will
bourn came home in q few days
after this excitement, slightly
wounded, but really not sick,
so Elsie willingly consented for
me to visit my friends at MAR
avatio, and in a week S time I
was en- route for that dear old
place, where l had spent many
a happy hour.
CHAPTER TX.
"The web of our life is of mingled
Yarn, good and i'll together"
The Dermonts were in an
ecstacy of delight at my arrival
Luto was a grown up beauty
of eighteen, while Lily was
just two years her younger
both wore an air of easy grace;
and could play their part in
society without the help of bor-
rowed light. Emma Marvin
was the only one whom | met,
that didn't give me a hearty
welcome, ard why she seemed
so cold and reserved | could
| not imagine; for although we
had never been on very parti-
cular terms OF intimacy, yet we
had always been friendly. For
some cause, she cut at me, both
in public and private circles;
sometimes very rudely, but |
let all Of her slurs pass unob-
served, or rather | effected that
they were; but IN a few days
after my arrival Arthur came
home quite an invalid, having
chills, which had Frustrated
him considerably, and not until
he had been with us sometime
did | solve the problem Of En-
mas hatred. Had | been taken
up on a voyage to the moon, to
have rendered an account ofmy
delinquencies to the famous
Brush Burner of moonlight
notoriety I could not have felt
in a more bewildered state.
Most-assuredlyI had never given
Emma any cause to throw her
dark flashing eyes on me with
such jealousy. Could it be
possible that Arthur had made
her fair promises, and placed
me as a barrier between she
and happiness? No, | could not
believe that he would sever be
so unkind, so ungentlemanly
as to paint picture in false
colors-even for the sake of be-
ing loved. No, Arthur Der
mont was too proud, too noble,
to stoop to a dishonorable act.
When he made his appearance
into our midst, much to my in
dignation | found myself blush
ing in the most absurd manner
imaginable; and when he asked
me for one of our old talks to-
gether l became conscious of a
singular feeling of embarrass-
ment which certainly / had
never experiencedlin his society
before-but | knew Emma was
watching every movement,
and my excitement was attribu-
| table to her. No matter how
disagreeable it might be, to
both of us, to be thrown in
such juxtaposition still we had
to bide the storm, as both of us
| were to wait on Luto and con-
sequently would remain till
after the marriage.
TO BE CONTINUED.