Litchfield enquirer., 1869-06-10
to be in the dining-room, as Mir, Sartoris.
 who had the mana0ement of the W hole af-

: to be in the dining-room, as Mr., Sartori . fair, pronounced that to be the best rool for them. T only, saw saw one one rehearsed an q Fcertainly it did credit to 1the manager an n the performerss. ' He had chosen the seen Il where Elaine is sent of if, the. barge, ,,Th al two brothers were orepressnt ted by Mf. Sal ! Ptoris and MT, Mguntjoy, who made. 'an, ad mirable gSir Torre. qa As for 4 Valerie. n 5 part, in poetry or in prose. could hay t been chosen for which she was bette
 adapted. Truly it was picture to mak one hold one's breath : the pale, pure . passionless face, in it's perfect repose; th long golden ripping hair spread rount
 her; and the two men standing over her monrnfully taking g last farewell. I coulc , not help wondering what the thoughts O.
 at least one of them had been while h,
 stood there. It lasted but moment; for 2 before we had looked half enough, shs opeped her eyes and laughed, breaking tn, spell completely. ,,,' s5.1@ t'lt .
 ''That's quite enough, I'm sure, ,, ,sh. i said, getting up and laughing merrily al the appearance she presented as she pass
 cd g mirror They had darkened the room
 and had lights; and the noise, even of hel
 voice, seemed strangely discordant with
 the scene.
 After we came out from dinner, er1p5oooor poor Mary. my sister, came to me almost crying
 with indignation. daia afati9 sa,.I. sf-
 :" Rachel, do you see any thing the mat
 ter with my hair, she asked. '" ''~
 "It's certainly not done in the usual
 way" answered. o sa4es..f eEsn yg,t,
 "Well, no; but, Bertie is 80 dreadfully rude: wish you would speak to him. J |
 |" He said just now, before MT. Mountioy.
 He is 60 vulgar; and yoa know % I In hate . bis
 Here the tears really. began to come; and, though | could hardly help laughing, I nianaged to console her. 4iroo s,,,i.. z 2 Mrs. Charteris had induced her, it ap- peared, to accept the services of her maid; and the effect, I must own, was startling. Poor, dear Mary! Mir. Mountioy and she were rather good friends even then-they are something more now; but it took all my powers of persuasion to maxe her be
 lieve he would never think of it again. He
 had laughed, it seemed,a and that had tempt ! ed Bertle to go on. We danced in the l evening; the Hobarts and two girls who
 were staying with them came, and so we l mustered eight dancing ladies. One of the Hobart's friends was very intimate with Mrs. Charteris, it appeared. They rushed into each other's arms, and there was a
 great deal of "What an age it is since we
 metI'' and all that sort of thing. And a ! minute or two afterwards, heard the mar ried lady inquiresolicitSusly after the oth- CT, Now. my dear, tell me allyou've been doing; what was your last smlte?" I mov- ed away. thinking the conversaton--which was, however, carried on in loud tone too select for common ears. But was destined to be annoyed that night. In trying to get into the dancing room during the evening, I was hindered by the legs ol5 a young man. who,. with the help of the legs of another young man, was laudably endeavoring to block up the doorway, in stead of dancing.G They were both stran !. gers; ;and I was just debating whether | should ask them to let me pass, or wait till the, waltz was finished, when their conver- sation attracted me. .,.,...,z. '.'.,..s..
 My mother was at the piano. playing away with all her might, and they were talking, it seemed, of her.a slag.e .l83 g.s;
 "And that's the mother,"' drawled one. "By Jove, said the other, putting up his eye-glass with an air of languid inter- est. '' what thrashing the old lady is giv- in the pianol' 5 qtr. s.f. v 57 .e-.
 The young idiot! I could have thrashed give other people pleasure as my dear mo- ther, he would have been beeter-behaved young man. As it was, l think gave him a mental thrashing, for, just as the other was in the midst of his answerA" Great strength of muscle there; couldn do it if I tried: quite envy the old woman, 'pon honor-'' t.....-.... ..--...
 I asked to pass; and the waltz just then coming to an end, crossed straight over to my mother, so that there should be no mistake, and then looked at them. They were certainly fabbergasted-I will say that for them. But that wasn't all was to go through that evening. Once, when I went up to Aunt Honora, she attacked me on the subject of Valerie's dress.
 My dear, how very much your friend is dressedr' she said. "Don't you think it's rather odd for person who professes to give lessons?" Why, my dear, continued my aunt, seeing I made no answer, "that lace on her gown is magnifcent!-quite magnifcent!" she reiterated, waxing plain lively elouuent; eft must have cost I don't know much. |" @f&slG .ia s>aa h2tt# Stai ! Old lace was rather failing of the poor things; and I don't think she would have objected to seeing that in question trans ferred to her own wardrobe. o1.apai ef 3a !" Is it such good lace. aunt, ?" I said. for want of any thing better. ...3s. a.e.a ar IT ,,~
 My dear Rachel!"-this was with a spark of feeble indignation = you don't mean to say you. are so ignorant as not to know lace like that when you see it?''l97e
 She then closed her eyes. laid her head back, as if the exertionf had been too much for her, and rslapsed again into the plain plain tive.
 it's all right. Margaret says you know very little of her. With men of such a high po- sition here as Lord Cosn1o, one must be careful, you know. "@' sA1 's7S @olq 9aa asss. ss.Good heavens!" I ejaculated to my self. --""-' ~-- ss~-------~------ TT IF answered, thougha Tzceald scarcelyTre. strain myIb bitter laughter. Good heavens Lord, Cosmoi the idea of Valerie corrupt! corru1 t! | ing Lord Cosmo! Tt was really too good: I felt as if I must imparkthe idea to some l-ons,e and for once | felt inclined to make a confdant of MT. Sartoris, had it, been pos sible to make confidences on such 9 sub iect He Of all others would enjoy the joke. The petted. high, born 4 Austrian beauty not considered, fit society for the. the