The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1873-12-05

i When peace came he went to Men
ango, where his sister had married
and resumed his profession, but in
A very unambitiousi way, occupying him
self chiefly with the business arisin,
/ from bis brotherin-law's large proper
ty. He had talents, and had ono
1 been devoted TO his work; but now b
seemed to care for nothing but /,
make for himself tile. modest jncom,
which sufiiced for his wants.
/ There was pleasant little societr
/ in the university town Of Menango
but Mr.. Deyihe went nowhere but (
his sisters house, and seldom there /
there was other company. lie busie(
himself with books in his leisure mo
ments, and tried to FORGET himselfant
the ghost of the past in study; but
after all, life was for him very heav,
and uninteresting business, and he
would not have been sorry to la,
down the burden once for all. All
thirty-fve, much to his sisters vexa
ton, he spoke and thought of himsel
as one to whom all the chances, ambi
tions and enioyments of life were
closed. 2,
Ifthe idol to which he had sacrificed
himself had possessed even a head
of gold, Mrs. Hassan could have borne
itawith more resignation; but when
she knew that the costly sacrifice had
been laid on the shrine Of a wooden
image, no better than that fish-bodied
doll which the Epbesians adored az
the virgin huntress, Mrs. Hassan's pa.
thence was sorely tried.
And now the woman had come
here to throw herselfin Sydney's way
and his sister could foresee nothing
but trouble.
"If he once marries her." she said to
herself, "he will find out what fool
she is, and having and hating is far
worse than losing and lovlngn
The rext evening there happened
to be little party at President Ly-
ou's. Mrs, Hassan and her mother.
in law bad meant to 60; but, at the
last minute, arrived an old friend of
Mis-, Hassan's the elder and that lady
preferred staying to talk over old
times. Mr.. Hassan had gone out Of
town on business; Classy did not like
to go alone; and, rather to her sur
prise, her brother, who was in the
house, offered to accompany her.
Not till she was coming down stairs,
to get into the carriage, did it occur
to her that Mrs, Armer would proba-
bly, be at Mr.. Lyons.
'Bpt she would contrive TO meet
him somewhere" thought this unchar,
liable woman, "and it may better be
there than, accidentally on purpose,
by the river. or in the woods"
As Mrs. Iassan came down the
stairs Of DR.. Lyons house, she heard
from the parlor a certain hard metal
lie laugh with which She was familiar,
and she saw her brother look about
him with a startled glance, as if some
old association had been unpleasantly
Jared.
The brother and sister paid their
compliments to Mrs. Lyon and the
president, and then Mrs. Hassan look
ed about her. Sydney, who felt lone
lv and out of place, attached himself
to Professor Beaucour. and made con
versation about the college library, 10
the extreme disgust Of Miss Maude
Clay, who had been making herself
agreeable by asking series Of discon-
nected questions varying from astron-
o4ny and chemistry to the professors
own paper on the "Catacombs, " in the
last North Amefican.
The professor was shy man, ana,
like most authors, he could not bear
to talk Of his writings. Perhaps he
felt grateful TO Mr.. Deyine, for he en-
tered with ardor into the subject of
English classic literature. In the
mean time, Nj. Devine was conscious
OF a curious feeling-not hope, not
expectancy, rot influence
in the air, for which he could not ac-
count, only as it connected itself with
a rather loud treble voice, and a fire.
q1ent sound, half-laugh, halfgiggle,
that came from amid a group OF stu
dents. The voice, the laugh, were
oddly familiar. They were like, yet
unlike, sounds which had rung in his
memory for many aday. 7e' ~.
Mrs. Hassan, listening TO the CON
versaton of that very elegant young
gentleman, Master Dick Monroe, was
at no loss to recognize the voice, for
the memory Of aversion in. this case
was truer than that of love. She sat
where she could see Mrs. Armer's fig
ure in the centre ola group OF young
men. Mr.. Armer had not been dead
more than eighteen months, but Mrs.
Armer had chosen, since Sunday, to
leave off her mourning, or only TO
retain such as might be discernible
rather by faith than by sight.
She wore a pale lavender silk, made
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