The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-12-05


aud Mademo.sclle GaahI9u up 90 that
timc ana then drop il f9t goodt Know
ing ths otter absnrdlly II g. don't
mind the ehati but of course, ifpfoirac-
tod, IL would become serioas There's $50
need Go Say any more, - thcre, boys
Yen ail understand
On that night was held oHc Of tbc eraud
bi-weeky bal. pares, 30 eoutradlslinc,ion
goihosc free and easy assemblies. whore
an best known Of Tie gacsts dropped ia
ia such toiicttes as suited item. But on
the night Of the balls mres evening cos
tune was eNacted, and all the proceedings
were more formal AS thc evening
waued our party broke up, and with tle
exception Of The old baronet, all stralled
into The bathrooms Everybody was there
cynosure everybody. AademoIselie
Gonialon, looked magnificent IN her am-
Der satin dress, covered with the richest
black lace, and with pink roses cleaning
IN her hair As Arthur Acton entered
the room il seemed as though by some
me,merie influence she was aware Of bis
approach She looked up at once to-
ward The door, and their eyes met. Hor's
were earnest searching, imperious; in
his was an expression half of annoyance
half Of mi,lrnst Nevertheless, he obeycd
the quick motion OF the fan, imperccpt-
ibie TO al bat him, by which she beckon-
ed him towards her, and two minutes af-
forwards they were whrIing together to
the yalse then just commenced.
Eugene Blake and little Jack Harris
grinned at each other, aud tbe former re-
marked, IN the brogue which always
burst out ofhim whenever be was at all
excited. It's to be hoped Miss Pallisor's
not JEALOUS, or thercl be wigs upon the
green before we've done with this.
Two hours afterwards the moon shone
on Mademoisele Gonfalon, standing on
the outcr steps Of the ballroom, with her
mantilla coquettishly flung round her
shoulders and drawn overhcr head. All!
what pleasure she exclaimed, pcttishly;
the hotel is close by, the night is quite hot
and there is no need for the wraps Diego
Is searching for declare | will wait for
him no longer il You viii be my escort,
Mr. Acton. You will? Then give me
your arm! She took his arm, and waved
a laughing good night to those standing
by, then ripped gayly down the steps
and into the shadow OF the alice Then
stopping suddenly, she confronted her
companion, and with eyes looking full in
TO his, said, What's this?
What's what, Madcmosele GonialonY
All, bah, Madenoisele Gonfalonl You
know my name, suppose! Then
suddenly changing her tone, Arthur,
dearest Arthur what is Il tonight? You
are cold as yonr own dreadful country
men generally; you are distant. You
valsed because ] asked you, not because
you wished TO; you have scarcely said a
dozen words the whole night; what is It.?
It's nothing, Mademoiselle-well, then, /
Sebastiana; It is simply this. We have
been thrown together more or less since
we have been here, aud we've been very
good friends, and trust we shall always /
be, but
Wen, but
It's an akward thing for me to say, said |
Acton, feeling hot all over, and stammer-
ing like schoolgirl. But, you see, it
| mean-or-it mustn't 60 any further.
Sebastana looked at him lorau instant,
and then said in a lew, fiat key, Mustn't /
go any further?
No! Well, the truth is--the truth is,
I'm going 10 be married. you see, and my
ancee is coming here in a day or two,
and it won't do for as to be-confound il
al, Fm making a mess Of IL, | know /
an? And the man who had ridden cool
y into the Balaklava charge, now stuuer-
I'd, and wiped bis brow, and looked and
eIt horribly afraid.
Are you going to be married! Said
'ebastiaua, standing upright as dart,
md still looking at him. but with a very
Inherent expression IN her eyes. Wolfe
e mot enigmel To a Young English
ady?
Yes.
Whom you love.
Whom adore.
And she is coming hcre>
She is: the day after tomorrow. ]
rope, /
! bope 80, too. shah be pleased to
ec her. Now lct Us walk on. please.
And without waiting for hi. reply, she
trode on until she reached the door of
ier hotel, which opened, and, without .
Iucriug a word, passed through and out
II sight
For two whole days aud nights no Que,
ave her Spanish waidug-womau. saw Sc
,a,tioua GouGlon Had aay eyes pcnc-
rated into the room where she was, they
would have seen her stretched PROSTATE
"a q bed With tear-blutrad face and hair
ioatiug wildly oFef the pillow, aad
Ieuchcd hands, uow upFalsed passion
tcly uow falling with madaened yclc-
neuee Had there heen ears io listen. r
hey would have beard Wild lamentations
eIl.aceasaGjons. eurses o8 tha man who
.ad so cutbullgd hcr threats Of vchc-
acuee % bcf by whom .he bad been sup
aanicd 10 hi. affections On the MORN
ng Of tae third day however, there was
20 arrival az lbe bofei The evidence
hat something was going 10 inppea had