Wilmington daily commercial. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1866-1877, 1872-08-15
From Appleton's Journa
a LITTLE CONSPIRACY.
NY ALBERT WEBSTER, JR.

y
nnther weep over that little darling, and then
have fine desire 10 cut and hack it to pieces
,0rr Won had promised to bury II carefully
'n1 dScently! Don't you know what il is 10
Sr wickedi Can't you tell when you are
,loing Nh ungrateful and insulting act2 | do
not believe
Al this point the door was violently closed
in her face and her view of the surgery was
shnt off. Then she turned her trim little
Indy about, aud, after carefully gathering her
skirts in front of her, she descended the stairs
with some haste, and with glow of triumph
As for Eugene he glared ut the spot upon
which her feet had stepped, and for mo-
mcnl was lost in deep contemplation.
"Ah," said he, finally, shaking his head,
"rhat ladc is very deep. How could she have
h upon this mlucky day 10 come up here
She never made the journey before"
Then he r)ceeded with Pipin.
Thrrcse, meanwhile, was arranging thun-
,or-cloud She possessed one of those faces
which may be set at will to great variety
uf tunes.
fl was small, oval and dark Its eyes
vtrc pure and deep, and there were none of
those fatal contraCliOns of the muscles about
Mrlips, those loop-holes through which glares
tpWicked spirit when it is there. Her physi-
o,uomy was a machine in her hands, She
tilllll STU IL W ltllblhl u ttINulil WOlh pre-
c.cly as one arranges the levers of a music
box. First she comprehended what was re-
uuicd then she adjusted her features, then
she PLAYED the air. Feeling was no more
necessary to her success than il was to that
uf the toy. She could storm or smile, or irri-
tate or calm, or beseech or madden, Just as
occasion required
In the present instance there was demanded
tempest She wrought herself up to il as
l. al a
rouny parlnr where her mother was COM
monty seated She burst upon her like
Mlirlwind She made her skirts breeze, her
checks burn, her eyes brighten, her lips
ouiycr and her nostrs distcnd. She did not
seem 10 be II tale-bearer, but rather suf-
lncr, frantic victim who was searching for
redress
She fastened to the lady with pitcous cry,
meanwhile wringing her hands
- mother, mother, send somebody-send
somebody to stop him! OF poor Pipin, poor
h l'jpin' o please, please send somebody to
stop that cruel Eugene'
The lady was partly sunk in lethargy
But the name Of the dog aroused her. She
sil mp and became intelligent
what is il about l'ipin? Is he alive?'
Miss Thelese, apparently, could hardly
force herself TO speak
20 no, no! but Eugene has got him in his
ntk-cllinberi he has not buried him; he"
What has he done? What is he doing?"
l.hc old ady's small eyes began to sparkle
'Oh, such II dreadful sight. His hands
alI red, and his table all covered with blood
Aud his kniyCs!"
She covered her face with her hands, but
sLr looked out OF corner Of her eye.
"knivcs!' repeated the lady, in whisper.
She began TO comprehend
Yes, cried the other, with u sudden ac-
n'~ion To her vehcmence II mean knives!
lN"e lies poor Pipin ON that mans work
brnrh with hardly one bone in its place.
have never seen a more mcrciess thing,
,hmldrred until | could hardly stand Ii was
oul yesterday that the little fellow was alive,
Win his beautiful coat and his bright eyes
shl now he is being torn TO pieces to amuse
ahoy who is stupid monser!"
Miss Iherese commenced to walk up and
doWn the room. Her face exhibited great
distress
The other slowly gained I'M erect position
~ her chair, and looked around as if there
were SOME new prospect spread out before
her something she could not comprehend
She said, in penetrating voice:
did he not promise me to do as | asked
him.
1t was not il question, but n sOliloquy
Her face became violently red, and a sort of
CONFUSION seemed to be going ON within her
4 II apprarcd that she considered this sort of
elimination, cOnsummating license, a SUI
prllor act of trespass and defiance. Her
Nlued and wrinklcd hands crept out along
HE arm, of her chair, and finally grasped two
round mahogany balls at the ends Her face
h'ramc Young again. 1t was not rehabilitated
ny tenderness, but by anger, and an anger
Which approached fury. The old lantern was
sill, appropriate to the old candle.
send him to me!' she cried, with her eyes
i\nd >lcadfasty upon the opposite wall
But, meantime, Eugene had been reflect.
M. NJ first he puzzled himself with won.
Nlmg why he had been visited, and then he
arrived at the query-What will come of it I
llrroncIudcd that he was in danger. He put
down his knives, and set out to find Therese
AMI To make n compromise.
him.
Hmm thought he, ''she has beaten mt
again lie reflected moment, and theI
"hr}"I the summons
ne found his antagonist standing uprigh
I"fHr ms grlntlmOthers chair, with her eyes
WiUrd boldly and courageously upon him
ne AT once found himself in the position of ,
capnt
HE old lady had not stirred the breadtl
VI mar either way. She sat upright, rigid
G'l llnmovablc. Among the features of he
l0'' mere was an almost imperceptible stir
now minute compression of the lips, now
PGler of the eyelids, now faint distentiol
vi ,lle nostrils. 1t was like one of thos
E'U'lr breatls which play over the gloom,
waters Just before the bursting of the storm
Otherwise she was quiet, but pOrtentous.
one gave a quick glance sideways an
downward. Eugene was there. Then, with
NA,r devoid Of meditation, yet full of hig
ana low keys, she delivered herself of this:
Eugene, you know as well as if | toll
S'"' III so many words, that You have live
'lt'' ON probation since you decided again'
my wishes few months ago. 1t is not wort
Z. Mile 10 tell you why | must consider you
'Ial at AN end. Your own sense of hone
WIN point out the course il is necessary ths
lu'l should pursue, and will not insult you
."glHgence 10y explaining why have com
j." lhr same conclusion with yourself. In a
U'W intercourse, have never once forgotte
u@' yon are young man, or that am a
ulu woman There could hardly be Two ere;
lures more dissimilar and yet between whol
lneIe should be more honor and respect;
no NOT say love- for that could not hope fol
nu' Ior sincerity and kindness of heart-tho'
ait TWO things for which a tired human bei1
luxe myself may yearn forever and rightly e,
i"!l' lou have not given them to me, an
uvl.her have you earned them; do not mea
ula you forfeited NV goodwill bV refUsu