The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-02-22

pressure 1t has suffered against the win
dow pane a. soon a it can. Through
the believing wind and tho 6ghtiua
r''n oarr''se'wheeb are plainly heard
and bells sharp "Tiog, TIM" vibr,tss
through the house.
"How about the pretty cousin and
tho poke bonnet I" cries tho girl, he,
face al alieht, flying t'iumph.n,ly past
Serope isto the outer hall.
swat q bit perhaps be has brought
her With him."
But Lenore was out Of hearing.
"Wby could not she stay here p
says the young man, advancing, grumb-
ling and sbiverine to the fire. 1T
would not have robbed her of two sec,
onds OF his precious society. Why do
not they come 10 ?" (~slkiog impa-
aently to and fru) II supoose they
are falling into each others srms under
the chaperou.ge OF Morris. Bah :!
hate lovers! Do not you, Miss He,.
rick ?"
II never had one, 50 cannot say"
The bell has svoke both sylv,. and
her dog. The latter tumbles down, in
fat, fawn.colored ball, from bis mis-
trees' lap. The former stands .leep pily
up, and mechanically puts her hand to
be. head, to feel for plaits.
''1s he Gomez" she says, in . little
plaioti'e voice. II wish people would
not come 50 suddenly-they make
ones heart beat 90. Jemima" (staud.
ing on tiptoe, aud trying to get
= glimpse Of her little head, and of the
mountainous hsir.erection that makes
it look top.heavy, in the looking-glass
over the high old chimney.piese)-
:"Jemima, does my Jr;sexe show? Do
l think great object7 What will he
think OF mo Z"
ut does show . good deal," answers
Jemima, csndidly. "But do not be
uneasy hs will not zee you-he rever
sees anybody when Lsnore is by; ten
to one he will forget to s.y How do
you dor to oyou!"
"What-to the mistress of the
house r cries sorope, with his eyes ca.
kerly fixed on the door.
II hope he will not expect one to be
verV aeectionate," continues Sylvia,
s'mpering; too entirely taken up
With herself to hear or heed Jenima's
remark, and carefully putting down
tho little Garinsborough fringe Of hair
on her forehead. II suppose 1 am
peculiar, bit always feel SO reserved
with strangers ; if he is hurt by my
coldness, you must explain to him that
it is NY soay."
II do oot think there piu7.ha any
need" replies Jemiu., df5ty:
Az she speakr, the door opens, and
the betrothed pair made their triumph
al entry. To Leuore, At least, it is
such her :wo haods IRE clssped on
ber lovers arm, and her glad, proud
eyes are fixed on bis tase. 1t is not
much Of face to be proud Of after all
but, such as it is, sisters, nepbews,
friend, butler, footmau, are quite vel
come to see her radiant happiness in
again looking upon it. Paul is happy,
heartteltly happy but, evn-
ing in straight from a long December
railway journey, only just delivered
from the winds cuffs aid The rams
stings, shiveriog and shy, It is DIFF alt
to look radiant. Paurs styn.ss, like
that Of many other mems, takes the
form Of I peculiar ferocity OF aspect.
Sylvi. has arranged herself in a pretty
pose she has disposed all her neat lit
tie features symmetricslly into smile of
welcome; Bobby and Tommy, .~cd io-
to moueutary silence and Stiffness BY
the Strangers advent. are fil.ally group.
ed around her.
"So'happy to make your acquaiut-
ance :" she murmurs, extending her
hand, and then dropping her eyes bash.
tully.-"DArlings, give Mr.. Le Mesur-
ier nice kiss"
But the darlings mauuaise
honte, on frat Introduction, is only to
be exceeded BY their painful intimacy
At 4 latter stage Of aoquaintance-bur-
row their coy heads in their mothers
skirts, and decline. Al kissing is With
them . damp and opeu.mou.hsd pro.
cess, perhaps their future uncle has
tho less reason to deplore their refusal.
He shakes h.nds with them all-un.
known sister.in-law, known sister-in-
law, nsphews-in-lav, friend (wlth the
last, perhaps With less warmth than
the rest): and they stand round the
fire, and, ssy clever things about tho
raio and the wind, and tho train
aud tho dog.cart. These do not last
long, however aud, when they are fin.
ished, = rather constrained silence falls.
"So some ono hss been playing be-
x;qxe, sect" remarks Paul. with an
effort to break through the silence
aud his own shynsss At the same time.
eyes," answers Lenore, laoonically,
not thinking it necessary to explain
who the players were.
ut is Mr.. Scrope ard Auuty Le-
nore," cries Tommy, oficiously; "tbey
play every nih hht, and one nigh. Bobby