Litchfield enquirer., 1871-11-16
s.sasi.si. lA,ad From Harper's Magazine.
 THE TALE OF THE TREFETHEMEss.
W-coNTTSuRD.

ssYon mean that it IS impossible for me to iesist?', He lifted his eye to the star less sky. Lead me not iutD temptation Deliver me iom evil, 2 Il.. said. soiemniy. ..Childi" he continued. "I am not. you know, n man .nf pr,yer. bn. nov when in my need call on God. why will he not
 help? Oh yes. kno" .wha. yon win say hay.. bt,.n ali my life learping different speech from ti,ai which is known above
 and the time coming to ask audience oi l Heaven. 1 dn Dot kRow the langnage-l
 am ignorant of the conrt phrase-and my l petition. in this strange tongue of sin,
 can not be heard. We'll, child? pray goa l for me-you who have not nutlived the di alect, have not forgotten your luliabies. And in praying for me, pray for another. , 1 There was fearful sharpness and dis 1 tinctness ito every syllable, which told 1 plainly eDoupi, of hls ucute s..ffering. 1 "Do you tiInk Maurice, I ventured aftel
 Il while to say, "tliat Arria would refuse to marry Trefethepess?"4
 He did not immediately reply. and when 1 he did it was in a somewhat colder tone. "You have very strange ideas of right l and wrong. You know that Arria does not love Trefetheness. But if this that you fear is a sin, would that connection
 be less? You are very vel! aware that 1 without love there is no true marriage. And what would her state pe then? You
 would shndder if I said the word. No. 1 that is less right than this"
 Hut TrefetheneAs nobility might win her love" l
 He gnashed his teeth. and ground his heel into the earth, then finally turned to me with fierce smile. Neither does Trefetheness love her" he said; "and mo- body knows that better than you! What conspiracy is there between you? What vampire egg 10 be ilatched?" 7. did not reply. But almost instantly he took my hand again, which he had thrown of. Forgive ne, he murmured
 ''pray forgive .ae, Yau do not know how I am tried; you gan haya Ba ilea bow suffer Do hot remember ,ny crnei words. Dear little heart! do you suppose l can
 not appreciate it, and be grateful for that unbounde,l affection which would sacri- flee all your earthly happiness for my good and hers9 God keep you from my despair"
 'Manrice!" I exclnimed. startled by his last words. and then hesitatiDg.
 He drew himself up proudly. and re- leasfd my hand. -. ...t....
 ''Do not fear to ask what am bold to answerr' he said. II have not made Arria unworthy of your companionship. l have neveP profaned her brow with such kiss as this bestow pn you; have never held her in my arms as nov hold you, little
 niece. Please God, never shdlIr'
 We stood then few minutes longer motionless and wordless.
 "Are you relieved?" he asked at length in his old way. Do you feel that you
 have done your duty and expostulated, and now my sin is on my own head? Fol
 the sweet prude that you are, our conver- sation has been peculiar. Now little mis- trrss of my honse, and as find, of me.
 will yon cease tp.dog ne with that aching glance?" [ aga ..ttt e
 could see him standing tail and dark and beautiful above me. erect in the face of creation, because as yet in this regard he was spotless. @ @"'~as s.5t.
 II am glad we have spoken as we have, ' replied. "I trust you now, perfectly. I wish that could bear your pain I wish I could lend you strength"
 "Pain Is a singular thing. I divide mine with you. and there is still as much left. You do lend me strength; but yet if should fail! Little girl, your clear instincts ought to be good interpreters oi the Divine will. Why is this wrong?'
 Because, commenced; and there my paltry insufficiency struck me, and I was silent. ..... ,.... "Why, indeed9' he continued. "Since was born generation too soon, pr she generation too late? Because tue good priests have put it in tue fly leaf of King James's Bible that man should not mar. ry his sisters child? Because it is the possible source of prolific evil? Because our love is unnatural?" 4f
 How did know that their love was so! To me it seemed perfectly natural then that they should love one another; impos. sible that she should not. laaz si "Why, then, if love unite us. must We persist in keeping apart? One may not do evil that good may eome; but, there fore, should one refrain from good les. evil come? It strikes me that to be aware of love for and from an object is to have heard command from God. Then if one refuse to obey?" &.a setr.5at Alas! as Maurice piled me with all these l subtle questions my own conscience dead ened, my reason grew confused, I could make no replies, my gaze wandered be- wilderedIy throughpthe darkness. 1 was trembling in every limb. Ihal no word to give him. no crushing sentence of con- viction. only knew that there was wrong. e. es}k el ts' 'agf. L..
 You can not tell?" he said. t'And by the God above me. in the dark and cold, neither can tell!'' .
 And placing my hand again within his arm he stepped with me from behind the buttress. and strolled up the promenade as lightly and easily as if the last words between us had not concerned two souls salvation. felt from that moment, era. ven and weak shat I was, that, if they sinned, was in league with their sin. v.-THE STRUGGLE FOR LIFE.
 The waters proved so beneficial to Mau. rice's health that we remained at the 1 Springs until the house was closed, and on our way back to the city we spent the n