Litchfield enquirer., 1874-11-05

anything about it till she got the tenth. She always had plenty of sweethearts, be- ing such a beauty and great heiress be- sides. Mir. Bogardus resisted a good while, but by and by saw change. He began to be more attentive to his cousin = to sing with her evenings, and some. times to go out riding and walking with her. Miss GeOrgine was altered too. l never saw her SO gentle and so--''lovable?' yes, that just the word, my dear! as she was tEat summer; and thinks to myself, My beauty, your caught at last, but I wonder what your father will say" For you see he looked on Mir. Bogardns only as a kind of upper servant, for all he was Mrs. Cleaveland's own cousin The Judge didn't seem to notice for a while, but by and by think he got his eyes open. He went down to New York for a week or two, and when he came back, he called Mir. Bogardus and told him he had found him a fine position with gentleman who was going out to Brazil to set up some kind of manufac- tures,-a place of great trust, and where he would make fortune in no time. Mr. Bogardus was much pleased. He was al- ways ready to take up any new notion, and he thought he should make himself HUH uICCbANs Dub O41oS OCOER1u0 udu d bad headache that day, and she wasn't we'll for a week afterwards.
 The very day MT. Bogardus left, was sitting in my own door, and as I looked up saw Miss Georgine walking across the field towards my house. I was rather surprised, for she wasn't fond of walking, and almost always rode her pony wherever she wanted to go. She walked in weary kind of way too, and when she came near, l saw she looked very pale. got out the rocking chair for her, and made much of her, but she sat down on little stool and put her beautiful head in my lap, as her poor mother had done many time, and says she, bursting out crying
 ''Oh, Aunt Dolly! My husbands gone!' Honey, you might have knocked me down with feather. I couldn't think what she meant at first, and thought she had got hght-headed from being out in the sun.
 "Child!' says I, ''you don't know what you are sayingT
 'sYes I do-too well!" says she; and then she told me between her sobs that she and Mir. Bogardus had been privately married while her father was away, the day they went down to the city together, and that they meant to keep it quiet till Mir. Bogardus made his fortune. ''I never meant to tell anybody" says she, ''but, Aunt Dolly, couldn't bear it all alone, and knew could trust you!" We'll, I could have wished she had cho- sen some one else, but tried to comfort her as well as could. Presently said, ''Ah, child, you can feel for your poor sis ter now!'
 That was very dlfferent!' says she, lifting up her head as proud as could be; Fl havnt disgraced my self as Anna did. Ny husband IS 8 gentleman-not a ser wants son!'
 When she said that, Miss Bessy, knew she had more yet to suffer.
 Says l, tMiss Georgine, shall never betray you, you may be sure. but you ought to tell your pa. Suppose he finds it out: what will he say, and what will you do?"
 "He won't find it out!' says she. land if he does, shall know what to do." But then sheput her head down in my lap again, and oh, how she did cry. I could not but pity her. though she showed such a wrong spirit; and tried to tell her of a better comfort than mine, but she would not hear a word of that She didn't want any cant, she said. By and by I made her some tea. and coaxed her to drink it and to eat little. and when the sun got low. walked home with her. She was al- ways gentler with me after that, and when ever she got letter from MT Bogardus she would come and tell me about it. I was on thorns for a while, and watched her as cat watches mouse; but every thing went on as usual, and nobody but our two selves knew or mlstrusted any thing about the matter
 Miss Georgine got her letters pretty re- guiar for about six months, and then they stopped, and she never had another. At first she pined a good deal, and I was afraid she was going into a decline; but presently l saw change Her old proud self came back. only harder and colder than before. She was handsomer than ever, more fond of company and admira- ton. One day ventured to ask her if she had heard any more of Mir Bogardus.
 Oh, how her eyes flashed as she said.
 'Never mention the mans name to me againl He has shamed and deserted me!' says she
 "You don't know that, says I; Che may be dead"
 'sHe isn't deadr' she answered.. s.My father heard he was married to rich Spanish widow up at the mines
 'I didn't believe it!'' says boldly. ssIt isn't a like him." For you see had come to know him pretty we'll. I had nursed him in his sick turns, of which he had a good many, and though didn't approve of the secret marriage, liked him and felt like standing up for him.
 Never mention his name to me again. Dolly" says she, and didn't for a long time. till the day came that had to do it.
 Well, the time went on, year after year Tn much the same way. Our folks spent the summers on their own estate, and the winters in New York or at the South with the Judges family, spending a deal of money and seeing deal of fine company. It was nine years that very spring since MT Bogardus went away, when, after they had been home a couple of days. Miss Georglne rode over to see me. She brought me fine gown and some other things from New York, and after she had showed them to me. says she, speaking proud and careless ike
 "Aunt Dolly. I want you to come up to the house next week, to make my wedding am going to be married"
 and says I, ''Miss Georgine, don't know as Iquite understand you"
 s..You are growing stupid, Dolly!' says she pettishly. ':I'm going to be married to Mir: Philip Livingstone, and want you to make the cake"
 I don't know what made me, but I spoke right out. "Miss Bogard1s," says 1, e'haye you told your pa and MT. Living stone about your first marriage?" gs s'HOw dare you call me by that name?' says she. and her eyes falrly blazed. .'No, have not told them and 1 should not. Yoat can, if you chooseI'' says she "How much do you mean to ask me as the price of keeping the secret I was fool enough to tell you2. .-.......-
 Then Aared up. ''Mrs. Bogardus," says l. 'sthere's the door. Please walk out of it, and don't come insulting wo- man in her own house that thinks as much of herself as you do, if she is black! If that's wEat you think of me, you may