The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-05-15

would join the party with pleasure
at tea time.
Mr.. Cameron had no time for a
lprivate conversation with Efie-she
was talking with her husbands
guest when the horses were brought
round, and with a warning to be
punctual she smiled a goodbye, and
retired to her own apartment, there
to laugh at her own sombre dress
and the queer figure she had cut as
hostess.
Meanwhile Robert Cameron was
vainly surmising what his friend
must think of the woman for whom
he had given up his club, his bach
elor comforts, and numerous good
fellows who had been his friends and
companions. He had settled into
what his friend would style hum
drum married life, and with what
prospect!
He hoped Tracy would not in any
sense connect that word dowdy with
Etfie. What must Tracy think Of
her-and of him.
Anxious as Cameron was to know,
he conversed as auently as possible
on every conceivable subject save
matrimony.
But at length there was c pause,
and Hart hurried to say
"You did not tell me. Bob. that
you had married a Friend"
ga friend"
"Ah, that is to say mean to say
Quakeress."
''Married Quakeressl What do
you mean?"
Excuse me, l am somewhat con-
fused, but l thought from her-I
thought from her appearance that
she might be. Excuse me, as
sure you meant nothing amiss." F"
"CerLainly not, and since you men
ton it, her dress was rather grave"
Decidedly; but you are not to un-
derstand that l was not very much
charmed with Mrs. Cameron's APP.
pearance; there was something
unique in her toilette, something
that I have not been accustomed to
that is to say Of late-very pretty
and picturesque, but q little out of
the usual style. I congratulate you
my friend, on making a selection so
sensible; but / must own l was q
little surprised. What a fine nat
ural figure she Was-no friYolties of
fashion to mar that graceful outline.
1 admire it-and that little head.
classic as Psyche's, and not unlike,
Where did you find such a treasurer"
'But here comes Harry. What for
a day did you have my good fellow2
| Must look in at home, didn't tell US
a word about 4 look at something
else. We missed you, though we
had a delightful day. Mrs. Cam
eron regretted your absence"
| During all this shower of words
Robert Cameron had been very much
occupied with the management of
his spirited horses. If he did bite
his lips occasionally, Hart seemed
not to notice it, and he could not
have it in his heart to check the IA
miliarity of the best friend his youth
and manhood had ever known.
The third person was an agree
able accession to their party. They
returned in fine spirits. The rooms
looked like an enchanted castle, SO
warm and bright within. And love
lier than she had ever seemed, even
in his eyes, looked the beautiful
wife Of Robert Cameron, as she stood
beneath the arch that separated the
parlors, the bright red holly and
Chinabriar berries, with the Christ
mas eYergreens, making q fitting
framework for the superb looking
picture she made.
Harry hurried in, and kissing hel
in his afectionate cousinly way,
stood off and looked at her, exclaim-
ing, ''you are beautiful, darling cOus-
in!"
Tracy next advanced, grasping
Eflie's hand in most cordial manner
he said, "My dear Miss Haughton,
am delighted to see you; this is in
deed an unexpected pleasure. viii
you be here during the holidaysf
When did you arrive? Is Mrs. Grant
land with you?"
EHie was laughing so she could
not articulate.
Harry beat a retreat into the other
room, while Robert Cameron stood
looking amazed, as if he hardly
knew where he was or what he was
doing.
At last he found utterance in the
words, "Hart Tracy what do goa
mean?"
"Robert Cameron, what do gou
mean?"
"What have you been saying to
my wife?"
"To your wife," glancing toward
the adjoining parlOr.
i "Where is your wife, and what
hare | been saying to herr"
care you beside YOURSELF"
"No; but you seem to be-"
"It is my wife to whom you eare
talking"
"This is my friend, Miss Haugh-
ton, of whom l am talking"
'Mr. Tracy, allow me to introduce
Mrs. Robert Cameron-formerly
Miss Haughton."
"Then where is the demure little
Quakeress that entertained us at
dinner?"
"We are one" smiled Ehie.
"But the dress! the dress!" ex-
claimed the gentleman.
"Ohl" with 4 most subdued ex-
preston, 81 dress at dinner to please
my husband; this evening 4 am
looking like my old SELF to please
my cousin Harry"
Sand looking very charming,
cousin Efie," said Harry, wiping the
tears from his eyes. His loud laugh
! ing had been unnotieed in the gen
eral merriment which followed the
explanation.
The evening was a delightful one.
Efie was in one of her most brilliant
moods. The hours flew joyously by
with mirth and song; and as the
young wife watched and listened to
+ her husband, in her pride and affec-
tion, she almost repented her diver
sion.