Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-10-06

ed upon the lawn, . tall, handsoDe old
lady, to look At ths players.
II have just LEFT my invalid 70 him
self q little, poor fellow. I wish -
was out herc,' she said, ensconcin@
herself in . garden chair under the
lime trees.
.Invalid-aw I" said the Major, ar
ranging his tawny mustache, and gas
ing silently at the speaker. who 10
he-aw-Mrs. Lane? Didn't know you
had anv one staying here"
"He has been with us . week now"
replied Mrs. Lane. "He 10 . sort Of
connection Of mine-Cap:. Challoner,
Of the-th, lust home from Inaia, where
he was wounded IN the arm uuring the
mutiny. He is recovering from that.
however, though the arm 10 still in .
sling but he is suffering from frightful
depression and weakness, after an At
tack of brain fever. I got him here a.
soon A. could, for a change OF air.
His is rather romantic story"
Like to hear it-aw." murmureu
the Major indefatigably smoothing his
mustache.
Before he went to India" said Mrs.
Lane, "his mother told me he met, at
friends house In London. Young
lady-she did not mention the name
to whom he became attached. and in
the course Of time engaged. The we'd
ding day was fixed, and everything ar
ranged. when suddenly, to the great
surprise of all, the engagement was
broken of. The young lady went to
Brighton, and Charlie Challoner to
India. No one knew exactly how it
was. but Mrs. Challoner thinks it was
because the girl hirted with other sd-
mirers, and Capt. Challoner grew jeal-
Gus; so they quarreied. and however
the girl may have felt after il, know
he has never got over it. and it is just
what is keeping him weak and de-
pressed, and much fear he will never
be any better. lie has only been away
from England . year. and here he is a
perfect wreck. It is miserable to see
a fine. handsome young fellow like that
as weak as an infant, hardly able to
move from the sofa, and so lisiless and
Indifferent sighed the kind hearted
Mrs Lane.
He is such q downright good fel-
low | don't see how any girl could
have quarreled with him." exclaimed
Garry enthusiastically.
IT,,
quickly. Was he growing suspicious !?
Carry pretended not to see the look he
bent upon her. But she did zee it,
and she felt rather pleased than other.
wise.
The girl must have been he.rsiess
coquette-for l do not believe he
would have given her up on any slight
provocation," continued Mrs. Lane,
land yet think she could not but re-
proach herself for her conduct if she
saw him now"
"Aw," said the Major, quite roman
tic. Shall we-aw-see this hero 2
this"
Don't laugh at him Major Warder. +"
cried Carry. you would give your
eyes to be half as handsome"
Again the curste looked uncomfort-
abe but Carry relieved him some
when she added.
Il have an idea that he is still de-
voted to this girl, whoever she may be.
| have wat ched him gazing out Of the
window with such fAr-away look in
his eyes, as if he were thinking of her
and better days"
"Aw-shall we-aw-see him To-
night!"
Perhaps We may induce him to
come in to the drawing room after tea.
Don't you feel interested-aw-
and curious, Miss Holroyd:' asked
the Major, going up TO where she
stood.
She was pale at all times, but at that
moment Glare Holroyd's face was
CHASTITY.
MY dear, YOU are cold," said Mrs.
Lane.
Garry you must leave the game and
come into the dining-room there is I
small fire there and we will have some
tea Come Clare, l cannot let YOU
catch cold on the lawn, or you will not
be allowed to come here again.
Mrs. Lane arose took the young
girls arm, and led her to the house, the
others following slowly.
An hour afterward, when the twilight
mingled with moonlight, and cast
shadows upon the stone balcony out
side the library window, Captain Chal-
loner rose up from the sofa, where he
had been lying all the forenoon, and,
with wavering step, he began to pace
the room. He was growing weary Of
that tedious confinement day after day,
and he struggled hard against the
weakness which Overcame him. His
left arm was bound up in sling with
the right he steadied himself in his
walk, holding On BY the book case, the
able and chairs.
Mrs. Lane had called Charles Chal-
loner a handsome man but strictly
speaking, he was not so-never had
been. It was fine, noble face-one
you could trust in, one you might like
to have near you in time Of danger,
doubt, difficulty or trial. There was
intellect in the broad, high brow.
There was tenderness and truthfalness
in the large, md brown eyes, which u
times seemed to be looking far aWay,
as Garry Lane said, and there was .
brave armness in the mouth and mass-
i've chin.
Presently Capt. Chailoner stopped
in the middle Of bic walk. His eas
caught the sound or music in the draw.
ing-ro0m across tie hall. He stood q
moment to listen. Y0un9 sweet voices