Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1872-12-07
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A PLOTTER PUNISHED.

A Fearfully cold, clustering day 1t was,
late in December, just at the season when
mirth and pleasantly should have reigned
supreme over all their subjects ; but time
Of unutterable desolation to at least one of
Gods creaturs, as she stood alone at the
door of her late home, with the sweeping
gale as it passed by laden with fine dust
and stinging chill, freezing her in its ruth
less pitilessness.
She looked up and down the long, de-
serted street, that never looked drearier
than then, as she bade it mournful silent
goodbye.
Opposite, the doors were all fast closed,
and in the rapidly gathering twilight che
saw the warm glow of the tires-the rud-
dy, welcoming lights that had been SEEM
inyly lighted to mock her own cheeress
lonesomeness and it seemed to her in her
bitterness that she should see mocking,
derisive smile on the face Of all Valley
Point, that she, proud Isabel Kent, the
daughter, and once the heiress of proud
LAWYER Kent, was to leave her home a
poor girl, to battle with the world, who
had once been her slave and was now her
master.
With a shiver, less of cold than distress,
Isabel Kent turned away from the darken'
Ing streets, and into the hall of the large,
/
elegant, empty house.
In the silent parlors, where the richly
gilded paper and heavy carved ccnter-pie-
ces seemed to mock the empty desolatlon,
stood Isabel's trunks, packed and strapped
aud marked and how the girls lips quiv'
cred as the light revealed to her the words
Isabel Kent. Passenger to Laverstone.' y
So it was there she was going. a hun
dred miles from home ; fricnds-if friends
they were, who had turned the cold shoul
der when her fathers will had declared hei
worse than pcnniless-had left to her fond
broken heart the legacy of dishonor and
debt
1t was that knowledge that had proved
almost too much for her; otherwise how
finely, if sorrowfully--hOw earnestly, If lone
somely, she would have borne poverty and
faced the world, who owed her living
J But everything seemed so changed now
even Isabel Kent, herself, had changed
from joyous girl, to stern, embittereo
woman.
A carriage rolled up to tho door, ant
when the driver had loaded her luggage
she was whirled away-tO what she won
/ dered with mirthless laugh, as she "a
upright ia the carriage and watched thu
houses that held people she feared she fair
ly hated.
At the station she had little time to thinl
amid the crowds, the noise, the glare, thu
incoming and departing trains.
After she had purchased her ticket ant
checked her trunks, she sat down on sea
just opposite the door, aud SO, wheI
Champney Roberts Zone who had known
her in her prosperity came in, she saw hin
before he saw her.
lie came straight over to her as soon al
he recognized tae black-ro5ed figure.
"Isabel, j am tem.'ed % lake you ava,
from here by sim. t,,re. have heen Il
the house, but ySu ~: ;.a 'Ics Tor me
Isabel. will you persist IN this 'o'.ishae.s =
He had taken an empty seat nrxt her
but near rs he WAS he ecu d not see tn
paling anguish that lay in her pure, elias
sic face, or the flush of momentary warmth
that followed his eager words.
'.it is not foolishness, Chanpney Wha
should i do if 1 did not go To Mrs. Cray
en's-n
lie interrupted her in his quick, earnes
"Where should you 10? true enough
dai ling. Is not my home lonely for th
want of you ? Does not my heart cry on
1 FOE you, its queen Isabel, there 10 yet tel
minutes wont you think Of it again, an
lot me take you from this place u be mar
ried TO me, and tn my house, forever Re
member, my Isabel, how love you.
Under her thick craze veil Isabel's lip
grew tightly compressed, and slow re-
bloom came to her cheeks.
II vac . grs~t temptation she 20 lone