The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1871-05-03

Forgive me- he entrested, glancing
at her mourning robes, 4 did not
think; aud 1 have panied you So
No, no = she replied, struggling
brayely tor self command 1t does
not pain me. 1 love to speak of poor
papa; it is the greatest pleasure 1
have; but sometimes it all comes so
sudden g..
All L often look back to those hap
Dy evenings at the old parsonage
How long since!'
He paused fearing to give her pain.
Over year now,' she replied,
quietly, and [ have not been home
since. Auntie took nfe away imme-
diately after poor papa's death, and
she is very good and kind; but do SO
long tor my old home. This city life
is very dull and prosy. think. Do
you know she added, with sudden
smile, that made her face fairly daz-
zling, that grow weary for want OF
work, Mr.. Murray plebeiau in
! stinct that must be uprootad, aunt
alling:ord says, and dare say she
Knows s T-- ...5 Has sz&- =
! Mr.. Murray laughed, sand - made
some pleasant response, (which Clari
bel failed 10 hear, for she. started up,
exclaiming. aE ~; .sS'e.A
But, dear me, / bad forgotten! -
You call to see my cousins, no doubt;
aud here | sit appropriating your visit
10 myself. Pray excuse Inc. Here,
Sanford, take this card to the young
! 'adies, AMI tell them air. Murray is
in the drawing room
! MY dear Miss Nillonghby,' said
Clifford, as the servant let, you mis-
take. Ii had dreamed OF finding
yol here
But Clafibel cut him short.
Not bit of compliment, please,
Hr Murray she laughed Il dou't
appreciate it al ALI and we are old
acquaintances, too 'ss71 -=F.r'r 'r
$50 we are;' responded Clifford heart
lily, 'and on the strength of that am
going TO ask a favor. Will you sing
for me the ballad you were singing
whe.: [ canleY
She went 10 the piano without a
word, and began to sing in voice as
sweet as the note of nightingale. -
Clifford was enraptured, but his pleas
ure was of short duration, for she had
scarcely ended the first stauza, when
Mrs. Wallingford came bustling in,
with Look of such utter surprise on
her face, that the youns man found it
hard WORK to maintain his gravity.
! Why, my dear! why, Claribel =
she begun, a. soon as she had given
Mr.. Murray gushing welcome, what
is this? you surely
I ooh, auutie,' cried CIaribel, as she
rose from the piano, Il used to know
Mr. Murray when he was at college !;
he was friend of dear papa. that's
all"
I But your dress, my love-how
could YOU? 2 continued the lady. with
an anxious, angry light in her eye.
/ Claribei glanced down at her neat
. apparel with artless surprise.
i did not think of that, she said,
innocently. But it doesn't signify,
! Mr.. Murray called on my cousins, you
know. L bid you good morning, Mr..
Murray.
She left the drawing room with a
grave courtesy az she spoke. Clifford
! Murray was guilty of the gross impo-
/ liteness of staring after her, to the ut
ter neglect of what his hostess was
saying
Mrs Wallingford grew very red,
and the angry light in her eyes deep
ened, and just at that moment her
daughters sailed in. Fresh from q
hurried toilet, as the most unobser-
want eye could see at a glance, and
over dressed for the occasion, yet very
handsome and shawy girls withal.-
Murray did the devoted gallant to the
-letter, AMI expressed his pleasant an
~ticipation in regard to the approach
ing ball; buI despite his pleasant man
ner, be was heartily glad when the
cdl was ended. And walking back to
the M'rny H ,use, he foahI his mem
ury wandering back TO his college
days, and to the quiet evenings he
WAS want to spend in the little library
at the OLD parsonage; and he marvcled
within himself that he had not sooner
recognized Ciaribel WilIougnbv, hav-
ing thought 50 much of her in the III
teryening years.
The WalIingfor,l's ball was great
success. The Misses Wa. lin. ford were
abso utely too dazzling for description.
To play the agreeable to both at the
same time, thought our hero. would
be rather wearisome task. But
mamma Wallingf'rd was too skillfal
a diplomatist TO p 1T him in such di
lemma "
4 shall leave you to entertain Mr.
Murray, CLARA, my love, she said,
when the salutations of tie evening
were ov-r. Come, Augusta, I prom
ised to present yo to Mr. Falkland.
And fairly white with anger and
disappointment, Augusta was forced
to obey. while her elder sister sailed
off with the prize. Murray did his
utmost to be agreeable, he waltzed, he
promenaded, he talked all manner of
pretty nonsense-and Miss Walling
fold was in the third heaven of tri
umphant bliss. But not so her com
panion. His eyes wandered, and his
heart belied the words his tongue
spoke. At last, when patience began
to desert h m, he ventured to ask il
Miss Willoughby was we'll? She was
quite we'll. Miss WalIingford said
But l do not see her, hesitated Cliff
ford The young lady arched her
lovely brows in we'll bred surprise =
No, mamma could not induce her to
come down she has an idea that il
isn't proper to dance SO soon after her
bereavement. She's an odd kind of 6
child. YOU know, MurraY.' aided The