Litchfield enquirer., 1871-11-09

l obliged to neglect my little grandnotliefs And now beg leave to beseecll them to scramble ill a cloak to the Opera. Hasz ! your royal pernission?' Irosidell : cnfnsE sstf the .s..L lsss5 1 cover me
 By all means. Patter, little feet!' And i'll moment afterward We returned equipped. He caught Aria purple hood ] playfully, and pulled it far over her face. You look like aconite, he said, ssand deadly aconite you arel" and hurried to the coach.
 Just as we turned the corner, I saw, by the light of the street lamp, a dark, stifl figure hastening forward, carrying his cane like the napier of hidalgo beneath his Spanish cloak, and with the queer contrast of cluster of roses in his hand. I looked at Maurice, and he showered back the sparkle of his significant smile in silence.
 We had neither of us ever been at the Opera before-Arria nor l, and this nights selection was most fortunate. BellinI- simple, easy to follow and comprehend, nowhere dazzling, but wrapping in a dream of indolent, rosy sweetness It wAs the very music to make one sentient of life, of youth, and slumberous joy of love. l looked at Arria to see if she felt this: I did not expect her to be aware of herself, she never was But there was the faint flush on her cheek, the downcast lids, the downcast lids, the involved, unconscious smile around the happy lips; and half lifting her head at some honeyed strain, she slowly met the pale face and gleafn- ing glance of Maurice. I saw that for her the spell was that of an enchanter's wand carrying her through labyrinths whose clew she did not know; that the mufic aroused in her, as the sun above vernal fields, the warmth and strength of sum- mer. Just as the shiyering suomi Ia trom- ba concluded, she looked up again with flashing eyes and proud breath and laid her hand on Matrices arm. Directly af- terward she bowed to Guadalaiara oppo- site.
 ''1n which heroine have you the most interest?" asked Trefetheness. ''Do you not you see their resemblance; and that one would go mad in quite as pretty a fashion as the other?"
 "You don't seem to know that Arria looks like mel" I said.
 Like you? Not in the least. Do not f1atter yourself with the fancy of being Arria's shadow: you are an entirely dis tinct individual
 Just here Guadalajara stepped stifiy down, took the vacant seat in front of Ar ria, and, turning, began to make her his compliments. After few seconds Mau- rice leaned over and spoke himself. It was testing allusion to the state of Gu ban affairs that he made, and of course involved reply; and moment afterward the Senor Guadaljara had forgotten the existence of all the charming young la dies in the world, in defense of some one whom he called his Reina Santa, and whom, Maurice argued, under that title could not exist, and was, therefore, non- entity. As the curtain fell, Maurice said, explanitorily, ''My small people were en- toying their first Opera tonight" Arria gave him her little hand; he held it mo- ment in his somewhat stately manner, fix ing her eye and bowing, and shortly we rolled away and left him, as before, on the pavement.
 In the drawing-room Maurice con- menced marching up and down as usual with both our gentlemen.
 ''Oh!' he said at length, with an inn patient aspiration, '1 am sick of this weak piping time of peace I shall fair ly sink from this atmosphere into another unless something turns up. Life is get ting slow here-I know every spring of the old machine.
 ''Whither do you propose to partake yourself?" asked Trefetheness.
 Where? There is Maine and the Can- adds left. have an invitation to hunt the moose. What say? Shall go?''
 Arria went and strolled along beside him, hanging on his arm in her pretty, enticing fashion.
 'Oh yes" continued he, s'these regions seem to you wee folk too radiant to de- sert; do they not? For me they're long bore; it takes an uncommon amount of nerve to meet each new sunrise with eaua- nimity. But, on the other hand, it's hard work hunting moose in snow-shoes. Pros and cons. Come, little one, throw wish into the scale. Have the gods touched your ips?''
 ''Please don't make me talk about it." said Arria. 'T shall say something I don't want to if you do. shall say I don't want to have you go. And would n't say so for anything in the worldr'
 Maurice laughed. 'tWell done, for a little diplomatiste, " he said. ''Stay, it is, then.''
 After another turn or two he paused abruptly before me.
 "When you were much smaller per- son"
 ''She has not many inches now" said Trefethenes.
 "But every inch queen, replied Mau- rice, with 8 gay bow. "At that time did you ever break a 'wish-bone' with any one? But never picked bone with any one? Prepare for that operation now. Why, beg to know, did that tell-tale face look yesterday such contempt on my guests?"
 ''why-did you know-oh, I beg your pardon" began.
 s'Graited at the moment. But let me say that, though you fancied those gen. tlemen equal to any evil, and I do not deny their capacity, there was not one without some noble spot in his soul, the undarned, unworn texture of the original fabric. And, with your permission, I've no doubt that, in the brief span of your existence, you have committed, both of you, and still do, thousand little un- blushing meannesses to which nothing could tempt the lowest of them."
 'Now, Maurice, you are going to be cross, said Arria, with pout.
 Do you think so? But when one is with the Romans, you remember and the CxOco WtAo 0 4bOxk1cAA k1O0OO OA R0AAkS4AUlG10E.
 Punishment" ?" said she. ssWhat are you punishing ns for-disliking naughty men?"a1l as a7
 'Why, so it would appear" K sWell; but we like you, you know
 (Which is to cover multitude of sins. see. And do you second that motion. little mistress P n
 'I have half the mind to tell flo and say No, replied, gathering up my things.
 "A precious pair I've got on my hands ]! Wait bit, though. Why didn't you bring the Don home with us tonight, duenna ?s
 "I didn't dream of it; and besides-''
 we are much pleasanter as we are ? Agreed, but the incivility is yours. You must atone with all your arts when he comes tomorrow, as he certainly will do. ;
 And so he did. Just at noon, and Nau- rice was giving orders for the horses that he might drive us out into the country.
 ''I will change the vehicle whispered Maurice ssYou shall stay with Quixote. and will take Dnlcinea with ma