Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1869-03-18


not another word now-not another
word"
And why should il not be-" said
Jane to herself. as she stood with her
/ apron thrown over her head. gazing
out into the frosty twilight, waiting for
her husband "Whv should they not
come together. if he be- But dare
not speak the name even to myself
And yet. things do sometimes happen
in this dull world more wonderful than
one reals about in story-books. Bat
am dccciving myself; such a thing rs
this could never happen. And yet the
likeness likeness T.
Jane Garrod went up to Bclair the
following morning. and had long
interview with FREDERICK but what
passed between the two in nowise con
Germs u At present. On the afternoon
Of the same day, groom made his ap-
pearancs nj the station. with a present
Of grapes and hothouse flowers for Mr.
English and next morning Frederica
herself rode over. and halted 1T the
door for two minutes and John
English, from hi, little room, could
hers her clear. silvcry voice a She talk
cd to Jane Carol, and the impatient
paving Of Iulcika
From that time fruit and flowers for
the invalid were sent almost daily from
/ Bclair; AMI two or three times each
week, Frederica herself might hc seen
B "a h.a - IVA
/ dismountci, and John never saw her.
I for the window ofh,s room looked out
/ IN the opposite direction hnt he could
[ here the music Of her voice and after
I ~he vas gone, Jane GarrOi alwav. came
upstairs, and told him aS much Of the
I herself and Ere lerica A. 1t concerned
ham - hear. What happiness tor him
7 o. think that 1t MA sweet concern tor
hiS health that drew tha mi~tr,.-. or h.-
heart 80 oflcu ~ that lowy roof lIc
never paused tn AK hlm~ N withcr hi~
'nfa'uation was leading him, frr him.
\ tAc present was Alt In ail. ~p that
tme ofrecovcrt from hi- hurt WA, Ohm
John English onr of The plca,autc>t II
his liir happy, rcstful intcrrcgnrm
from all the turmoil and petty carc- nj
every y-iav rNI-tanct. His recovery
was SLOW, hnt -urc. IL wAs tArttiy
understood between Jane Carol auI
himself Tint hc should tan hrr th- -t,-y
oi hts Tie as soon a4 his strength would
allow of THE cNrrtlyn Laca te.t tAat
ihr ether hal JmttAiuL ;n rr.rl. /.
each of them hell, n4 Il were. 4 f-a Z.
ntnt "A hey; would thr tvp tHs-
mfpi4- yYBa9n % uar5rk ,h. heart ar
thr ny~..ry:
Ai length the dlr rame when tla
doctor gave permission a. venture
dpHn-.tAir-, and Jane made quite iit-
tie iubiics oi the event. Abel Garrod
len tile house as soon a. tea wa- over,
tp attend Up his trans.
Twilight j. the best timc fu story
telling. Said John. H. he strctchal I.-
great length of ltmb along 'hr l0E'.r
-ofa III front of the fire alr, cpuit
hardly have a better time than thr
present ior telling mine. VIII you
kindly reach mr tLHt ciynr-ca,t -
Thanks. Nous rerranps trfi11ry "a
Hos yreD,iers dnsyurs; which mean,
that. after m abstinence of SIN wceAs,
a Havana j. very pleasant thing.
He lit his cigar, ami fen back into
his Old lounglng posture on the aola
and then was silent for 4 minute or t~o
gathering up his thoughts.
Il was nearly darA outside by this
time !; far and near, tAe wintry land
-cape lay cri-ply white hnt withtn the
uncurtalned room, the dancing iirclight
CLEANED titfnlly; ami the shadows
/ playing a tlmOrous game al hidc-and-
/ seek among themselves, stole cJylE
/ out Of the corners. Au-tling oHe oHcr
another. only u disappear. next
moment. a. the rudy blaze rose Aul
! fell, bringing into mDmentary reiiri tht
[ great black beard ami gAunt lAce Of
/ the yonn. photographer, ami the brood
7 ing. earnest features Of hi, auditor; !;
/ ami anon leaving little c!-c visible
I than the glowing tip IF Johns cigar.
/ And thus ii was that John told the
/ story Of his life.
4 CHATTER XXvii.--JoHN ENGLISH TELLS
7 rIE STORY oF III, LIFE
\ Once upon 4 time. began John,
I There was young man who knew mel
7 ther his name nor age, nor where he
was born.-But | had better drop the
I STORYTELLING style, and SAY what | have
got to say in my own fashion.-My
Z g,.l;a., r..1fIonsinn. which a~4. t.nr,-
4 faint. and very vague, carry me back.
| as in dream. To a stately and bcau-
I tiful home. where everybody Is Kind to
me. | seem 70 see myself, 4 very wee
/ fellow indeed, richly dressed. canterlng
I on pony down a long avenue Of trees I:
and then am inside q magnificent
room. and lady in rustling silk IS be-
side me. who speaks TO me iii soft
/ silverv voice. | fancy she is trying %
persuade me 10 take some physic: but
don't like her. in spite OF her honey
ed words and then, all at once, | am
in dreadful room with barred win
dows, and great wooden. hlgh-backed
chairs. and huge. tuneral-loohing bed,
to which "A faint oiour OF dead people
seems 10 cling-a bed that becomes alb
solutely horrible a>-the afternoon deep
ems. Something whispers 10 me that
behind that shroul-like drapery skcl-
eton is hidden, which will put forth it,
bony hand in the middle Of the night,
and clutch me by the hair and the
conviction at length works 50 power
fully upon me, that l rush to the door,
and shrek aloud to be let out; but no.
body heeds me, and | fancy that go
Off into some kind Of fit, and am Ill