The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-03-02

80 0'o~'oo A0 "oo uUsI pAOOdU1y 10
England at the present moment, and
Eugenia had her own reasons for wish
ing to conceal the fact. That was moth
ing extraordinary to Antoinette, who
constantly had her own reasons for not
behaving openly, and she ]onged to prove
her sister as deoeitfal as herself:
81 merely asked the question:" she
observed, "because you used the past
tense in speaking of him. If Mr..
Geofrey Garden has not quarreled
With Henry, and is still in India, I sup.
pose they are as great friends as before
-eh p
"Oh, dear, yes no doubt of 1t; 1
don't think I can have known what 1
was talking about" replied Mrs. Arch.
er, in much confusion; which made
Msrion Elliot turn with deep sigh to
her plate, and Mrs. Beale exchanged q
knowing glance Of concern with her
daughter Antoinette.
"By'the-way," continued Mrs. Len
nox, lightly, stalking of this cher
Eenri, how does he bear his widowhood, ,
Eugenla-bravely 2"
IL have not heard from him." she
answered, thoughtlessly.
She had resolved to be so natural and
at her ease that she was in danger of
ovsrdoing her part; for, though she
had seen and heard much of her sisters
artfulness during her lifetime, she had
little knowledge of the lengths to which
Antoinette would 60 in order to &C.
'copplish her purposes. Pitted against
woman so unscrupulously false, Eu-
genia's Ingenious character had no more
chance than if the battle had been be-
tween q serpent and a dove. Directly
the sentence had escaped her lips, she
knew that she had played wrong card,
but repentance came too late-the
words were not to be unsaid.
"Not heard from him 7'' exclaimed
Mrs. Lennox. "Why, my dear Eugen-
ia, two mails have come in since YOU
yourself arrived. I hope to goodness
nothing is the matter don't you feel
very uncomfortable about it ?"
II have not thought quite forgot
it seems so short time," commenced
Eugenia but her perplezity increased
each moment, until it was painful to
watch the working Of her features.
"You told me that you expected to
find letters with your husbands agent!
in town." said Marion, in her clear
firm tones.
They recalled Eugenia to herself
The color had all faded from her face
as she replied to them, but her voice
was once more steady:
eyes but there we're none."
She raised her eyes to Marlon's a,
she said the words, but something thai
she read there made her turn tastil,
away. For tho first time, her dear sis
ter looked reproachfully at her, 81
though to ask her to be true. Eugeni.
could not bear to meet that questioning
gaze, and, as she avoided it, the tear
rushed to her eyes.
"Well, I call that very pretty be-
behavior r exclaimed Mrs. Lennox
"but perhaps there has been some mis-
take about the posting. There Is an
other mail due on Saturday, aud the'
| you will be sure to hear. I hope Hen
Try will not suffer by any of these losse
in Calcutta"
"What losses ?" demanded Mrs
Archer, with kindliug eye.
"Oh, banks smashing, and all tha
sort Of thing. William told me th
papers We're full of 1t; so I asked him t
send down the Indian Maiz, Wit
4
Punch and the lNustrated, this weel
I thought you might like to look At il
You're sure to see lots Of your friend.
oames mentioned here"
"Thank you; you are very kind" mu,
INJURED Eugenia, while she fell to think
ing how she could best manage to way
lay the poetman, and get possession q
the newspaper which her husband ha'
ordered her to destroy. OF one thin
she felt certain she must write at ooc
and warn him of the near neighbor
hood Of Captain Oswald, and also ofth
suspicious to which the non-arrival q
Indian letters would lay him open.
She would send him a letter by tn
next days post, entreatiug him to writ
to her, as though through McAlbert &
Wigson, and let the missive reach Asl
Grove by the following Sunday, whe'
} by rights such missive would hav'
been due; SO that she might be able t
say, With clear conscience, that sh
had heard from him, and he was well
With this intent she retired early t
her bedroom, and sat up late trauscri
bine the epistle, that it might be read
to put into her pocket when she tool
her usual morniog-walk with the chi
dren; and addressed it plainly to "E
O., Postrofice, Charming Cross" ant
hid it away among her clothes lest an
eye should see it before it was di.
patched, and question her upon tn
subject. And then the weary woma
sought her rest and found it not, unit
the morning sun had dispersed tn
shadows of the night; when che fe