The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1873-08-23


house, and seldom there II there Wa other
company. He busied himsAlf with. books
in his leisure moments, and tried to forget Il
himself and the ghost Of the past In
study; Dut, after a1l, life was for him q
very heavy and uninterestang business,
and he would not have been sofry tolay
down the burden 0nce lor al All tthirty-
five, much to his 1Iytef q YexatiOn. be
spoke and thought of himself q one -
whom all the chances. annbitiOns, and en-
joyments of life were 0loeed.
Ii the idol to which he had sacrificed
himself had possessed even head 81
gold, Mrs. Hassan could have borne 1T
with more resignation but when she
laid on the shrine Of q wooden imagH, no.
better than that fish-b 6died doh which
the Ephesians adursd as the virgin hun-
tress, Mrs. Hassan's patience Wae sorely
tried. 49, So
And now the woman had come here to |
throw herself in Sydney's way, and his /
sister could foresee nothing bat trouble. /
&C If he once marries her. s, Bhe said to-
herself, she will find out what q fool she /
is, and having and hating u far worse than
losing and loving. Z
The next evening there happened fo be |
little party at President Lyons Mrs.
Hassan and her uother.in-l bad meant
to go; but, at the last minute, arrived an
old friend Of Mrs. Hassan,s the elder, and
that lady preferred staying % talk over
old times. MF. Hassan had gone out Of
town on business Classy did not Ike TO-
60 alone; and, rather to her surprise, her
brother, who was in the house, oflered TO
accompany her. ~
Not TIN She was coming down stairs, to
oct into the carriage, did it occur to her
that Mrs. Armer would probably be at
MIR. Lyons
| "But she would contrive to meet him
somewhere, ;. thought this uncharitable
woman, 8: and itmay better be there than,
accidentally on purpose, by the river, or
| ia the woods"
| AS Mrs. Hassan came down the stairs
| of DIR. Lyons house, she heart from the
| Darlor a certain hard metallic laugh With
which she was familiar, and she saw her
brother look about him with startled
glance. as if some old association had been
unpleasantly Jared.
The brother and sister paid their com
piiments to Mrs. Lyon and the Presl-
dent and then Mrs. Hassan looked about
her. Sydney, who felt lonely and out OF
place, attached himself to Professor Beau
cour, and made conversation about the
college library, to the extreme disgust OF
Miss Maude Clay, who had been making
herself agreeable by asking series OF dis
connected questions varying from astron.
, omy and chemistry to the professors OWL
paper on the Catacombs," in the las
North american.
r The Professor was shy man, and, ike
most authors, he could not bear to talk o
his writings. Perhaps ne 1e!t gIatelui, ,o y
Mr.. Deyine, for he entered with ardo
: into the subject of English classic htera
e tnre. In the meantime, Mr.. Devine wa
conscious Of curious feellng-no
: hone. not expectancy, not terror,
!. an influence in the air, for which ne coul,
/ not account, only as it connected 1tse'
:. with a rather loud treble voice, and ire
t nuent sound, half-laugh, half-giggle, tina tn
came from amid group of students. In
voice, the laugh, were oddly famillal
l. They were 1ike, yet unlike, sounds whic
d had rung il his memory for many oas
/ Mrs. Hassan, listening to the converss
l. ton of that very elegant young gentl'
man, Master Dick Monroe, was at no ios
1t to recognize the voice, for the memory
}? aversion in this case was truer than Ln'
r. If love. She sat where she could see Mr
Armer,s figure in the center OF q grou
4, If vonnp men. Mr.. Armer had not pee
t. dead more than eighteen months, o,
j. Mrs. Armer had chosen, since SUNDAY,
Sc leave off her mourning, or only 10 reta :
cnch IA might be discernibie rather
Sc faith than by sight. ~,
Id She wore a pale lavender' silk, ma
verv low and trimmed in every cohceL! a.
n hI. niace. She had violets and Wh.
n roses in her hair, and black velvet n
w hon with a pearl cross on her wMte nee
IT. and nearl and jet bracelets on her ar.
nd Che had not grown old, and at tWen'
to nine looked hardly less fresh than al ~ ~. !
teen. Her color had not iaoeu, anl =
rs had the same way OF rocking 70 uan anu =
an twisting her neck and rolling hel Eye sa
ma a manner which some peoP.e aatod caaaeJ 20 10
as full. and which had OF OLD olsS Sus.0o Se'~
he Dev;ne and charmed her brotner.
an Would it charm him again! MIS- Mrs. Il !
" san glanced at him across Ine @ loom; ,,j e
,ho ae saw that he had seen ms oiu io4o' tho % ,,
re, faesor,s remarks about fine hlsto1i
no1Ioction which he desired to see aos
IN ~ tha I;hrarv. The look on Mr.. Devle
3 sooo so e was not of admiratoin, or grleI;
ave anv verv intense emotion. except I'll"
lau Shocked surprise and wonder. +,,r
cen Presently, as Professor Beaucour moE Inl,
l 70 enoat 10 some one else, MI; Dev
"a mode his way to the group OF WnleI T. =
owe Armer was the center, and reacheo ~ J
:. n time to hear these words:
l@lss @ uOh. people in America MAKE ,,.s, .
an al. fr;o,,ts of themselves, wearing mour -
o,1; ork forever, and going about like n 90 90 b b
Mr.. NJ r. walking pals. And II yUWVh WhW Rus when In =
red you cant g.bar ~ ~ p d;ed. and she was
With Marun,s to5 o4os'' - him she wouldn't
mer on oiack .. ;.n, .to society. and her mind
ice; couluns tod che needed diversion q
talk so dlstrac'oo told Mr.. Armer tina
yed than ever. eEnoct was going to make a
out, of mysen r oama the inevitable las
tice, Ana nelo ,anu of the surrounding
vent echoed Wy 'na I'M most men have ceI
her. tlenlen. :, % Wearing woman talk IL
,olo- pleasure IL 'e''N