Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-12-20

BE calm, my love" said Mrs
Courtney, as emotion impeded Ellse';
utterancc. $50 on"
Il learned that he was disappoint
ed, weary he must have married II,
for my mOney-and he-he loves an
other"
Mrs. Courtney gave an increduloul
cry. Loves another! whom does ht
love?'
Emily Lewis-he knew her, yoU
know, before he knew me; she wa.
with him at the Nile. Il was she WHO
came into the conservatory with him.
auntie. She is brilliant, accomplish
ed, witty, and What am l? We viii
go back 10 LeahOld, auntic, and
shall soon die and leave him free. II
is my fathers story over again, and
the money Is still our curse
1--WE viii not go back to LeahOld
my darling. You are Leon Hunting
dOn's rife"
''But he does not love me"
''Have You tried to win his loyc?'
81 thought it was All.mine.
"And so you have let it slip away
from you.
''But, auntie, 1 cannot force my
love on any one, even my husband.
/ Kiss lips that speak cOHtemptuOusly
of me, press the hand that longs to
thrust me out, court the voice that
has no word of affection for me.
cannot -
"We made you selfish at Leahold, A"
was the reply, "'by too much love.
Elise, you think me hard and cruel;
my dearest, am only kind. say to
you enter the lists against this Old
love. Show your husband that the
woman he has married is more worthy
of his admiration than the cOquette
who can care to win the praise due to
another. And more heartless CO.
quette than Emily Lewis it was never
my fate to see"
81, aunt Caroline! | shine IN socie-
| ty? Il"
''You! Your education and talents
fit you for it, Elise"
"Oh, Aunt Caroline, how can YOU
say it? how think it? Everybody seems
to despise me-"
yes, yes, you have got into this
absurdly morbid idea, Elise. My
dear, you will just put forth your best
attractions, your best powers, for
plenty of them lie latent in You,
Elise, and win your husband back 70
your side. Care for that heartless
| Lewis grill No, that / don't believe
/ he does, Elise. You will enter the
4 lists against her, child.
It was bitter counsel. The proud
heart, always finding love profered it,
was chafed to think of winning 1t from
la rival. With her fathers sensitive
disposition and the proud Indignation
of slighted woman, Elise longcd to
fly far from this world she both fear
e. and despised, and die. To hide
herself in her old home and let her
| life fade away in the sorrow and pain
of her disappointed love, that was
! the agreeable plan she had carved out
/ for herself. But at length Mrs.
/ Courtney won Il reluctant promise
from her so become her husbands
companion abroad, and to see If, by
/ throwing aside selfish scclusion, she
could become his wife in love as in
name.
''Is it not wrong, auntie, to give
my mind to this, to make this butter
fly existence still more dear to
Leon?"
'By his side, Elise, you may lead
him to higher aims, but your infiu-
ence must be felt first. You are driv-
ing him from home now for pleasure;
90 out to meet him, and lead him
back"
1t was not the work of day. Old
! bashfulneSs must be overcome, old
interests revived, and new leaf I'M
/ furled, but Mrs. Huntingdon tried her
! best; and little by little the task be-
came easy. Leon Huntingdon awOke
ono day 20 the fact that other people
we're talking of his wifc's beauty and
/ talent. Elise was working faithfully
in her task. She could not lavish Ca
rcsscs upon her husband, but she was
by mis- side now in every evening re-
union, crushing back her shy terror,
giving smile for smile, and exercising
all her conversational powers. Ere
Quenting opera, concert and thcater,
she found her fund of small talk won
derfully increased, while her own
vivid imagination and power of ex-
preston viyified even the N Ost COM
mOnplacc topics.
The last great crush of the seaso I
was at the house of Mrs. Holden. -
1t was a brilliant scene; ambassado rs
with stars upon their breasts; foreign
ers of marked distinctions; all the
world, in short, iostled each other.
It was late when Mr.. and Mrs. Hunt
ingdon entered the crowded rooms.
! Elise, richly dressed, her quiet, dig
nifed beauty heightened by becom-
/ ing attire, gave one quick glance at
| Leon's face, as Miss Lewis, all airy
lace and ribbons, foated past him. =
He turned one moment to follow the
| figure of his old love, then his eyes
/ fell upon Elise, and a proud smile for
/ a moment crossed his lips. That
1 matchless face and form, the sOul-lit
eyes and the broad, white brow, suf-
/ fered nothing when compared with
/ the empty friYolities of the insigniti-
cant Girl. And, truth to tell, Emily
/ Lewis had become so exacting latter
" that Mr.. Huntingdon had rather
started back, as he asked himself what
il might end in. He would fiirt away
aud think nothing of it; but any seri-
Gus ENHANCEMENT no man IN the
world would keep clearer of.
Elise caught the pleasant look her
husband gave her A vivid color
sprung TO her cheeks, a light to her
eyes; as she greeted her hostess,
more than one voice whispered, "HOw
beautiful Mrs. Huntingdon is to-
night" Mr.. Huntingdon heard, and
kept his place beside her. One
culver of fear his heart gave as some
of the foreigners, ablaze with decora-
tions. were presented to her. Elise
was shy, he thought; she would inev-
itably turn stupid now. But he was
soon reasSured. In courteous defer
ence to their imperfect English, Elise
g., l. ,f IN
the strangers in their own respective
languages. Her father had taken
J care that she should speak all the
modern tongues perfectly, now French
? now German, now Italian; there stood
, Elise, talking at her ease. People
gathered round; she was the one at
; traction of the rooms. Leon listened
with surprise to her quotations from
! the literature of different countries,
i proving how well read she was.
Miss Lewis pouted; what on earth
possessed the men to gather round
that Mrs. Huntingdon tonight? above
Z all, what possessed her husband tC
. stay with her? Jabbering away for
! eign rubbish like thatl Miss Levi;
+ could get along IN French apart from
) the genders,) and that was quit,
? enough for anybody except school
{ teacher. Some reference to German
song was made, that led to the inqui
: ~: DO You sing it, Mrs. Hunting
+ dOu?'
4 This was 4 new terror, but Els
!; was stimulated by the proud light il
; Icons eyes.
o 1t is long since 1 have sung or play
5 cd she said: but if it will afford yOl
:. any pleasure 1 VIII try to recall tn
: song.
Now for = failure, thought Leon
l as they moved TO the grand piano
0 'Out of practice-and perhaps wit