The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-02-12

en under her personal inauence-the
influence Of her beauty-sae had been
taken back. j; !, Il y ;,s5;: -.
"She hates him, !" poor White :. said,
almost crying, abut bs can't resist her.
He's mad, maam, mad, that's vhat it
is /, He would kill hisssIf for giving in
but be cant help hisself. We've had
to watch him night and day as he
shouldn't hear her nor see her, for
when her moneys done she always
comes back to him. He'll kill her
some day Or kill hisself Mississarah
knows as pm speaking true"
"As true as the Bible,'' said Missis-
sarah; but she was softer than he to.
wards the wife. "He vas too wise and
too good for her, 'am,'' she said, "a
fool and wise man can't walk togeth-
er-it's hard on the wise man, but
maybe It's q bit hard too On the fool.
Folks don't make themselves. She
miy yhtn't have been so bod" ~
lob, go along ; 20 along, Mississarab,
do" said White. "We'A have to 20
off from here 1here all was quiet aod
nice and start again without knowing
no more than Adam. But he'll kill
her some day, you'll see, or he'll kill
hssself"
Mississarah was anorth. country wo.
man, and had a little feeling that her
master was foreigner, and therefore,
-.eeteAarily more or less guilty b0t
White was half foreigner himself and
totally devoted 10 bis master. When
they had poured forth their sorroxs to
me, they wen. away diseonselase, sad
their fears about leaving East Cottage
were 30 soon justified that never saw
them more. =.
And then came my melancholy lunch
con, which was set oo the table for me,
and which I 1oathed the sight Of. To
escape from it I vent into the drawing
room, from which all traces of last
nights confusion were gone. I vas so
miserable, and lonely, and weary that I
think l dropped asleep over the fire.
had been up almost all night, and
there seemed nothing so comfortable in
the world as forgetting ones very exist
ence and being able to get to sleep.
[ woke with the murmur Of voices in
my ear. Lady De1zil vas sitting by ne
holding my band. She gave me kiss,
aod whispered to qe in her soft voice,
-'FWe know all about it we know all
about 1t, my DEAR" patting me softly
With her kind hand. l am afraid I
broke down and cried like child. I
am growing old myself, to be sure, but
Lady Denzll, thank heaven, might have
been even my mother-and if you con-
slider ell the agitation, all the disturb.
aace [ had come thought!
T think everybody on the Green
called that day, and each visitor was
more kind than the other. II
shall always consider it special prov.
ldence, however, that none OF Us called
or. we're Introduced to her." Mrs. Gen.
erai Perronet said solemnly. But she
| was the only one who made any sllus-
| ion to the terrible guest 1 had been
hiding IN my house. They took me
out to dlnner-they made me Walk to
the Dell to see the ant umn color on the
trees They carried NE of to dine
at the Lodge, and brought me home
! with body-guard. "You are not ft
to be trusted to walk home BY your-
SELF" Lot,ie Stoke said, giviog me her
arm. In short, the Green received me
| back with acclamations, as it | had
been returned Prodigal, aud I found
that could laugh over the new and
most unexpected role which [ found
myself thus filing as soon as the next
day.
Some time after, I received my shawl
in rough parcel, sent by railway. It
was torn in tvo places by the pins it
had been fastened with, and had sever.
al small stains upon it. 1t was sent
without word, without any apologies,
| with Mrs. Reinhardt's compliments
written outside the brown paper cover.
10 coarse hand. And that was the
only direct communication ever had
with my strange guest. Before Christ.
mas, however, there was paragraph in
some OF the papers that L Reiuhardt,
Esq hsd volunteered to accompany an
expedition going to Africa in order to
make some scientific observations.
There was great crowded, enth asiastic
meeting Of the Geographical Society, in
which his wonderful de ,otion was dwelt
on, and the sacrifice be vas making TO-
the Interests Of scieoce. And he Was
even mentioned in the House of Com.
mons, where some great parsonage took
it upon him to say that in the arrange.
ment OF the expedition. the greatest as.
,sistauce had been received from Mr..
Reinhardt, who, himself Z man of
wealth aud leisure, had generously de.
voted his energies to it, and smoothed
away great many of the difficulties in
the way-a good work for which
science and his country would alike be
grateful to him, said the orator. Oh,
me! oh, me! I looked up in Lady
Denzil's face as Sir Thomas read out
these lines to US. Sir Thomas took it
quite calmly, and was rather pleased,