Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1874-01-24

friend in the world"
"Don't weep, Dora; don't weep !!
You have q friend, one who will die
for you"
"Well," ;" continued Dora, suppress
ing her sObs, ''you know on what
footing live here. 1t is my only
/ home. Your attentions to me have
already drawn on me the suspicious,
and fear dislike of Mrs. TrayeZe
and her daughter. Heaven only
knows the little prosecutions l have
to suffer; and really do not know
the moment l shall be told to quit
the house. Now for my sake, if not
for your own, cease this pursuit of
All object that is not worthy of you.
The TrayeZcs are worldly people.
They long for the family connec-
tion5 which a marriage with you will
give Aurella; for, of course, they
know that Mrs. Travezc's marriage
with Mr.. Traveze was amesallianCe.
Do give over these romantic notions
of yours; settle down into a rcspcc-
table member OF society, and let the
poor ladies companion SHIFT for her
. self"
"'Nevcr, by ueavcnn cried Kim
ball, bursting suddenly into n pas
sion, all the more violent for the cf-
forts he had been making to sup
/ press il. Dora, here IN the face of
| Heaven ! ask you TO be my wife. l
| will never wed Aurclla TTayCzc; let
her buy husband, if she chooses,
with her hundred thousand dollars.
| Halbcrt Kimball is not for sale. But
you, dear girl, sweet orphan, my
heart yearns to you. l am not poor,
believe me, l am not poor, and with
such an incentive as you by my side,
/ would conquer every difficulty.
DOra-Dora love you. Give me
your hcart-I implore it."
The twilight dcepened suddenly
in the bay window in which Dora
and Kimball were sitting. Both
looked up startled, and beheld Mrs.
Travczc in black velvet looming be-
hind them like hundred ana
twenty gun frigatc with every can
non shotted.
Get up, Mr.. Kimball," she said,
in tone OF suppressed rage TO Hal
bert, who in his earnestness had
knclt, ~ do not permit my drawing
room to be converted into a theater
for domestic mclo-drama, though 1T
must be confessed that this little ad-
ventures here is a consummate ac-
tress."
"Madam;" began Dora, her face
paling with Indignation at this in
suit.
''Miss Dee, l do not intend to have
any words with you. You have be-
trayed my confidence; you have a
bused my bounty. You shall lcaye
my house this instant"
"As you please, madam, said
Dora, proudly, but with bursting
heart.
Good God. Mrs. Travezc, not to-
night" cried Kimball, in n tone of
CONSERVATION, "she is not to blame;
/ you must let me explain. There are
five feet of snow on the ground"
"This moment" repeated Mrs.
TraveZe. cOldly; "my house affords
no shelter for females who sin, and
call it misfortune"
| Kimball was for a moment stunned
by this brutal speech, but only for q
moment.
'Thcn | leave it, too, madam, he
cried, 'lcave it forever. As for your
insinuations with regard to this
young lady, they are false, and un-
worthy of even n soul as mean as
| yours. Beware madam, how you
insult lady whom intend to make
my wife,"
No one saw the white figure fit
ting from the room. No one heard
| the hall door close softly, or saw
the delicate feet sinking in the cold
snow.
ono one will prevent your depart
urc, Mr.. Halbert Himball; but one
/ thing must beg OfyOu to remember,
that when you grow tired of that
/ girl, there is no admission for YOU
ever again."
"Comc, Dora" cried Halbert, not
caring to trust himself TO a reply,
"COme with me. No father ever
watched over you more sacredly
than will until you give me the
/ holicst of titles, that of husband.
Come
He turned TO where she had been
standing, but there was an empty
/ space. lie ran into the hall, opened
the heavy oakcn door and pecrcd
anXiOusly out into The icy night.
There were small footprints in the
white snow that covered the stOOp.
| without another word he seized his
hat and rushed into the street like
mad-man.
Oh? how cold il was that night.
The snow had frozen on the top into
n treaChcrous. crust that broke at
every step, and let the foot sink into
a stratum of damp clinging flakes.
a bitter wind swept through the
streets until the wooden blinds of
the houses seemed to shivCr in the
blast. There was moon, but so
obscurGd with duh stormy clouds
that she only shOnc as il were by
winks, looking out seemingly now
and then upon the world, when.
finding everything so cheerlcss, she
wraps herself up instantly again in
her flcccy vapOTs. The policemen
were all under cover in secret places,
and nothing stirred in the white,
melancholy streets. The very gas
lamps seemed to feel the drownsi-
ness.
a figure crossed Washington park,
after a painful and labOriOus strug-
Gle, and entered Fifth avenue, and
there where there is lane lined
with stables, 1t sank apparently cX-
hausted; sank in dark corner, hud.
AllChl anu NFiiNNlNNNN W lGtN NNNh q Z
moon could not sec it Ten thou
sand flakes Of pitilcss snow came
G down upon the wind, and as cacl
; drift flew by it flung 4 frozen aim;
= to the dark mass that lay huddleC
in the lane.
a Why, the city seemed alive thai
night. There was another out, no
= faint and weak with trailing limbs
] "a l,Tf
T.; eager hope. Down the street h,
c came tumbling now and then in tht
!, deep snow in in his haste, but rising
= carlcss of his fall and rushing on a
madly as ever.
= "Thc snow will cover her tracks,
y he painted to himself, as with hcaC
:, down like 4 hound on the trail, a
he ran along. at Is covering then
4 fast. God grant that | may find he
C soon. She has passed here. Thcs
small prints are hers-but the snow
falls fast, and | will lose the trail
- foolish-O, Dora, Dora,
l. And so calling, stopping 10 exam
inc the path, tumbliDg in the snow
= aud rising but to rush on again
= went Halbert kimball. lie pauSet
at the junction of Fifth avenue AM
l Washington park.
o "Shc paused here" he muttere6
1t "the track is faint, but can detec
it-and-and l lose it here. 1t j
i, covered with the snow. Oh God
have lost hcr-she Will perish
Is what shall l do?"
-e lie was standing opposite the Ian
l. where the dark mass lay motiOnles'
with the patches OF freshly-falle
ID snow nothing its outlines. Th
id moon was hid, and Halbert locke
savagely up; for the thong sht crosse