The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-11-09
A GHOST STORY.

CONCLUDED FROM LAST wEEK.)-
We, and several others, were picked
up from the wreck of the Argo by 9
homeward-ship. As soon as We reach
cd London I became Alexis wife.
That which happened at the theatre
was exactly twelve months atter-as We
believed-Anastasius died.
do not pretend to explain I doubt
if any reasoning can explain a circum.
stance so singular-so impossible to be
attributed to either imagination or ,llu.
SIGN. For, az must again distinctly
state, We saw nothing. The apparition,
or whatever it was, was visible only to
other persons, all total strangers.
I had fever. When l arose from
it, and things took their natural forms
and relations, this strange occurrence
became mingled with the rest of my
delirium, of which my husband per
suaded me it was part. He took me
abroad-to Italy-Germany. He loved
me dearl y! He vas, and made me, en-.
tireIy happy.
In our happiness We strove to live,
not merely for one another, but for all
the world ; all who suffered and had
need. We did-nor shrunk from the
doing-many charities which had first
been planned with Anastasius with
what motives we never knew. While
carrying them out, we learnt to ute,
bis name without trembling-remem.
bering only that was beautiful in him,
and which We had both so worshipped
once.
In the furtherance of these schemes
of good, it became advisable that we
should 60 to Paris, to my former house,
which still remained empty there.
"But not, dear wife, if any uneasi.
ness, or lingering pain, rests in your
mind in seeing the old spot. For me-
I love it since there I loved Isbel, be.
fore 1sbel knew it, long,"
So I smiled aud went to Paris.
My husband proposed, and 1 was mol
sorry, that Colonel Hart and bis newly.
married wife should join US there, and
remain as our guests. 1 shruuk little
from re-inhabiting the familiar rooms
long shut up from the light of day
aud 1t was with comfort I heard nv
husband arranging that portion of the
hotel should be made ready for US,
namely, two salons en- suite, and leading
out of the farther one of which we're q
chamber and dressing room for our use
opposite two similar apartments 70,
The Colonel and his lady.
am thus minute for reasons thai
will appear.
Mrs. Hart had been travelling with
US some weeks. She was mild sweet
faced English girl, who did not muct
like the Continent, and was Falf shock
ed at some Of my reckless foreign ways
on board steamboats, and on the rail
ways. She said l was a little-just .
little-too free. It might have seemed
90 to her; +; for my southern blood rushed
bright and warm, and my manner O.
life in France had completely obliter
ated early impressions. Faithful and
tender woman, and true wife, as l was
believe 1 was unlike an English wo
man Or an English wife, and that Mrs
Hart thought so.
Once-ior being weak of nature ant
fast Of tongue, she often sald things sh,
should not-there was even some hin
Of the kind dropped before my hus
band. He flashed up-but laughe,
the next minute for was his, and b,
loved me !
Nevertheless, that quick glow of an
ger panied me-bringing back the re-
collection Of many things his uncle ha,
said to mo Of him, which I heard a
one that heareth not. The sole sayin,
which remained was one which, in ,
measure, I had credi:ed-that his con
science was in his land, "but not hi
passions"
| I knew always--and rather rejoice,
in the knowledge-that Alexis Saltrau
could not boast the frozen calm of NJ
Anastasius.
But l warned tame Eliza Hart, bal
jestingly, to take heed, and not ishtl
blame me before my husband again.
Reaching Paris, we we're all very ga
end sociable together. Colonel Ia,
was grave honorable man my hus
band and I both loved him.
/ We dined together-a lively parti
quarree. I shut my eyes to the I;
1 miliar things about us, and tried to b@
lieve the rooms had echoed no footster
save those Of Mrs. Hart and the Co