Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1874-06-26

From the Coruhill Magazine.
TiiE WHITE CAT.
EY MISS THAcNEEAY.
.C,ncluded
VII
Until he had heard her story, Blanche had
seemed To Hugh Just Young lady like any
.rhqr now. when he looked ont into this
4 wcr.,arlcn all a-bloom. and watched the
litlc things play and bright antics, and
heard her sweet voice, some other chord was
.rruek. and there seemed a strange meaning
pitau. After that first explanation, little
Eianebc seemed to trouble herself no more
aiont her fate. but what curious things
meanings are This future was like q
shadow creeping over a summer day, 50
Uu~b thought. like the melancholy reyer-
Iteration ola voice calling gayly across an
,urtv court. The more often Blanche :
laughed sounded. the more sadly this echo
seemed To sound.
How quickly people getuscd to the things
that they like Habits OF tranquil intimacy
are. perhaps. the most insidlous Of all. They
seem -o easy. So harmlcS>ly absorbing, why
,boulI they not continue forever? Great
events. wonderful Successes, deserving tri-
nmrh-. those may be for others, bat for our
So l,c, we ask hut little the peaceful salts
lactlun. the person you expect inc nuur you
love best returning aslln ana AGAIN one
is tod OF the vanity oi human "l~leS' oul
people D. NOT surely apply 81 srinb name
tonythns SO unmp9rtant aH 'ne opening
", a d'or, the quiet dAAy entrance o' one
person or another
These t"' young legl-e were 'lIoNn u, mo
strange e'niahi'n9nIp' =; Nalgiiio'Selie ,i, 'ie
lat,lc1e l9r once was feal-y H. anu 100
much a.>oT'el I'D .e' 'yHI'9!lliS 10 '!ou3r .l
heF-eI a.'Hl "..@- N'' u- on III 'iiS
mouse fr'ih "A't H. IN N,iu' Sile i'u
'@Ae' il joy sIAi''1I 'i'.' -H., "."i'A9 "a
IN "ii i''li''e
answered a-i -ilieiii. ''>'-!' = t"c9t'oiiN' ne
was 9'ie'' Sl'e h' lT'u'-e' vas our mos o'
me a't '.iH was "I4 'le account Sne ave
ne WA, 'i'A'''> 10 20 e> S'oh "7 'ie liu 'ee'i
aHg"eI 10 ''e 'ue =, ,i''e'i'-'c'
., hl' 'l' ''ll1i5elic wa % HIll' ~ no' uii-
III -le iaa seen MN ana iI ,ila1G hcr '"i-alh
N9uld >i' consent 10 let iiuSn 20 vr AIRY
.u l,e HI,Ie.- -N@lnlIde l"u u'c KEY le1
heT Keep IL i'r tne present .r ,.,
Inc g'.!' "enl ny 80 l''a'e'nlil ''i'l tilcIe
was 91'i''l'F '' 1--WE" upon. Incy usgl 10
IleNl lvl7 H'ul9 on '.e 'eIl"ee' no'iili'7
H@llyhlI SA'cl1 1l'1' 5''c cow '''ile or's9I ~
ing 'le ncli' oF tie >l'auoW oI tie Nuil-,'ial
travelled across the Ii>h. One nisht
Blanche persuaded Mathide To come down
To lhe oeach- lhey WalAeu DOWN the srell
avenue. IL winch the trees looked 50 tail IN
The moonlight Is they reached the gate
tAai leu u the road. the Two priests were
passing along on their way from the churcn'
Their buckles cleaned IN the moonlight. II
was a lovely, vast night; that strange har-
mony which i not sound, winch Is not
silence, was vibrating everywhere. The
mo1n was slowly winning a silver victory,
ard conqucrlng realm after realm ot sand,
1ni down, and sea now the church Splre
itself Is Won, the marble step IN the open
door, through which You see the dim lamp
burning at the altar-raIl. There within all
is stall, mysterious, and yoiceleSS bat with
out, how the sky hashes-what dimmed
glory of Starlight seems waiting for signal
TO burst into life II. was sitting among
shadows; the husband and wife were walk
ins slowly along the trellls wall; sometimes
a star rose above it, leaiy line, sometimes a
Veil seemed To fall gently upon all this mys-
terry ! saw the trio from the castle from
nay window, aS they passed on their way To
the beach.
he sea Law quite stiIl IN the moonlight
and only streaked by some long black lines
fNaf faTup rnllipr in StrauWplV with Il dull
monotony OF calm and sound. liugh had
once heard an oratorlo gwen IN the toWh-
hall at York, and the night brought IL back
10 his mind. lie had forgotten the music
bat he could remember the impression thai
t made, the sense oi distance. the harmon
iouS concords breaking through the modnla-
uon OF vaguer notes Here was the oratori'
again. 1T trIghtens me. SAID Blanche
hut how beautiful 1t Is High overhead
rode the pale moon, peryading melody iall-
inS upon the waves, the cllfs darkly ehclos-
ing all, the stars shining against their
ereStS.
Mathilde stood gazing at the black line
IN the sea. There VIII be storm To-
night She said.
Blanche turned, with n low, soft sigh
Come, there Is a boat putting OIL How
should like to row out into the moonlight :.
When one is young, impressions come like
beautiful tunes. easy 10 remember, VIII
melody caressing and enhancing. Eacl
year adds meaning upon meaning to every
feeling, accompaniment to every loving tune
and presently 1t is no longer one exquisite
air. but great concerted movement tha
carries Us away; each note seems complicat
ed and enchorded into others. Hugh anC
Blanche were young. uncomplicated as yet
they had not six weeks experience betweei
them. for Blanche in her convent had scarce
y seen less OF the world than llnsn aihon'
ms throbblns engines. Ihe music s'hat wa
sounding IN their cars, on TINS myS'eriou
night, was very sweet one.
Il think could remain looking at TN
waves for years, sad Blanche An
what pity that the convent windows d
not look upon the sea
The convent windows VIII not show yol
much worth looking AT, should think,
Nald Hugh, turning Grossly away;
That Is the reason Oh 1t, Sald Blanche
stopping short. The convent Is trien
who comes to detach us from the things q
this world, its yanitieS, ITS pleasures an