The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-01-18
RACHEL BRENT's CHOICE.

| 'faftU IaIHeF nan lDVeu AUD IL She
knew the curiosity md wonder she Gre
ated among the villagers, she kept it to
hersei' and cnattpd with them in q friend
" manner; Tor she could assume winning
ways, and now she had put aside her
pride, or left it in the city
A week passed away, and on the Sab
oath Rachel Brent went to the village
Icturct, dressed in as gorgeous array as an
lOrt III princess, look of reverence in
her Cark. lustrous eyes and smile of re
iislous contentment or her lips AS the
woras of the pastor, "Let us prav." fell
>n her ears, she started, and suddenly rails
ed huT ey es. just in time to catch one look
rom pnir Of grey ones, but enough to-
hring a momentary paleness to her face,
Ia0d caused her to think Of period in
the past that until now she had thought
forgotten.
! Through the sermon she sat as one in a
dream, and was sorry when the blessing.
was pronounced, for then her reverie Was
broken up. rk2 ss sa
Al dinner that day she asked her aunt:
Aunt Mary what is your pastors
-44mc ~ 'H'..U
Hugh Moore | thought you knew"
remember meeting a Hugh Moore
when was n at school in P, about
four years ago.; and Rachel idly slipped
her soup rs she spoke.
1t is the same man, for he came from
P, and has been here two years. He
E"nd his mother live next door they only
returned yesterday fir IN visit"
Strange how one meets old acquaint. |
ances After | left p we were in
N r,li, FNy r
expected 60 see him again but who can
tell the future ?" ~
That Is true, Rlchcl," spoke NJ. Lee
And who knows but what am address
ing the future Mrs. Moore.
Why, | know you are not, uncle,
laughed Rachel, rs she left the room
Mr.. Lee looked. after her, then turned
to his wife and said:
81 must tell the parson that we have
an old acquaintance Of his with us, and
have him call in soon.' ...
True to his word, the next evening, as /
Rachel was playing idly on the piano Tor
her own amusement he brought in Hugh
Moore. For an instant she faltered, but
only tor an instant, and she met che man
she once promised to wed with a calm and |
serene smile Of gladness; and as he held !
out his large shapely palm, and she laid
her fingers, laden with jewels IN it, she /
smiled archiy up In his face. u
= Mr. Moore, scarcely recognized you
IN the pulpit yesterday, Ypu have
changed"
Not theirs with me ?"
And he looked searchinely down into
til S dark, bright orbs of hers, but read
nothing pleasant to him. He led her to
a seat, and sat down by her.
Where have you been all these years.
Miss Brent" #"l
& al! these years! Oh, Mr. Moore, you
make me feel old by such expressions !"
welt it has been more than four years
since last saw you, or heard from you"
"True-it has. But as my life has been
such panorama of pleasing scenes took
no note Of time. When I left P we
embarked for Europe, and did not return
for three years, and since then | have
been in the city"
"It is Pheasant to enjoy the beauties Of
this life !; but it is not common lot"
And thus they talked, never once al
Iluding to tnat particular period of their
Lives which each now remembered too
we'll
! IJ0oSSO o"dy huI uIdUy WGT0 Tie
pheasant evenings they spent together.
In music, reading and general converse.
ton they spent the time. Rachel was a /
good talker, and now she determined
again to have this man bow to her shrine
So she threw all her art into action, spoke
with her tongue and pleaded with her
eyes. E
Hugh Moore of to-day was not Hugh
Moore Of the old time. He read the de /
termination Of her heart IN face and &C
ti"n All that youthful passion had burnt
out in his heart, and he now worshipped
at q purer altar. l.a as''
In was the last evening of her stay in
Staunton. and Hugh Moore was to spend
it with he. For all she had taught him
the severcst lesson man can learn, vet,
as lie sat by her side this last night, look
ed down into her dreamy eyes, and list.
ened to her low, musical voice, he yearned |
toward her, and hoped in his heart that
she might love him some time. But he !
could not again ask her to be his vile,
lest she might deny him; he wished to
know the truth, yet feared to know it.
When he calmly said Goodbye, Ra-
chel," tears Of modification and pridel
rushed tn her eyes which she .vaiuly tried
Ito suppress, making excuse by saying:
Indeed, always weep to hear a good
bye for we may never meet again, and it
seems like looking the last time on al
friend" g" acl@E7 gd ~ TOO u93rsG 7
He drew nearer to her. @binfa4asa11
Rachel, do you remember the adieu
we said few shortiyc ago? Then |
hoped to have a happy meeting again,
and now never expect to meet you more;
and this is d sadder farwell to me than