The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-01-29

t.: 49,. : NO. 20.
l;aL, 10, s.5t: tA..,y T.. -,
Remembered herself; and her past,
shiehs1 did not knov. She did not uo
speak for some time, While I sat there
x.'tiogs She kept twitebing at the
clothes. apd muv,ng abont res.lessly
from side to side The look of oontes,
and comfort "hioh had filled up the
shlo outline Of. her beautiful face, snd
given it for the moment the roundnees
Of YOUTH. disappeared. At la,t she
hooked up at me almost angrily a. I sat
Waiting. }.' ''...'>
! "0h! you are so calm" she said,
~ %. o. .eate it oil so quietly. You don't
know what it Is to have your heart
broken, and yoor character DESTROYED.
and yourself driven mad. To SEQ Won
70 cslm makes me wild. If am to
ll:my story l must get up; must be
my ovnlself again l must put on my
filthy: Clothes"
They ire not filthy now. There
are some clean things, if you like to
use tbem," l said, softly; but l vas
very glsd she should get up. I lett be,
to do 90 with an easier MUD, and had
the ire made up in the dining-room
thst she might not be in the way Of
visitors: It vas long; time before
she came, and when she at last made
her appearance + found she had again
wrapped herself in my Indian shawl
To,sell the truth, I did not like it,, I
eavess slight start when I saw her, but
l could not take it from her shoulders.
She had puton her old black gown,
which yl1 had been carefully brushed, and
collar 1 had put out for her, and had
dressed her hair in the fashionsble viz.
She was dressed As poorly as . woman
could 'oe; and yet ii; sppeslesd she h.d
sAthe pads and cushions which young
women are so foolish as to wear, for her
hair. She was tall, and very slight, As
1ehsd reziarked last night, but my
shavl about her shoulders took axay
the anguIsrity from her iigure,' and
made it dignifed and noble. To
lind fault With with such = splsudid
creature for borrowing i shawl! I could
- soon have demonstrated With the
Queen herself.
"This is not the pretty room you
brought me to last night" she said.
4, "No; this ia the dinine-room: l
thooght'it would be quieter and pleas.
sntor for you, in o.se any one should
call"
s"Ah!'yes, that was very considerate
for ny fseiiugs," " she said; ''but 1 am
ssed to it, I am always thrust into cor.
nsf now. Il did not use to be 80 before
that smaa ruined me. Whereabouts is
isafhAsk. i;.as-2'f-e.- :
>'"You can rec the house from the.
window" said I.
Then she went to the window and
looked out, Sh,. shook her olenehed
flst at the cottage; her face grew dark,
like the sky covared, by a thunder
cloud. she came back and seated
herself in front of me wrapping herself
close 10 my shawl.
""heo married him was .s
BEAUTIFUL as the day. That va. what
they oil said, she began II was nine.
tesn, and the artists used to 20 on
their knees to me to sit to them, 7
might have married anybody. I don't
know why it was that I took him. l
must have been mad ; twenty years
older than me at the least, and ootbink
to recommend him. Of course he was
rich. a.! and I was SO youo-, and
thought money could buy everything,
and that it would last for ever. We
had . house in town and house in the
country, and he gave me = lovely
ph,'etons pl, af ) for :, the park, and We had
carriage pair. It was yer, nice At first.
he was always : curious man, never
satisfied, but did very veil At first.
He was not man to make a woman
hsppy; but still I got On we'll enough
till he sent me away"
ale sent you sway!'
"Yes. Oh! that was nothing; that
GOT toEbe quite common. When he
thought I 'vais' enjoying myself, all At
oneeEbe would say, PACK up your
things; We will 60 to the country to.
porro!;' always when I was enjoying
nYaalf"
"But if he went with you, that was
not sending you: :.w.y."
~ ,'"rhea it was taking me away
which is mach, the same-from oil |
cared for =; and he did not always 20
| with q. The itst TWO times I was
SET 81 myself, as if I had been . pris.
oner. And then, at last. after year,
aud ysars Of oppression, he turned me
odt- Of the house," she said-"turned
me out ! He dared to do it. OF!
only think howl hated him. He said
every insult to me q man could, and he
TUNED me out of his house aud bade
mo never come back. One day I was
there the mistress of all, with every
thing heart could desire, sod the next
day T was turned out without penny,
without home, still 80 pretty As l was,