Connecticut western news., 1874-06-26

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 TO BE CURED.
 A strange fatality seemed to attend the Raymond family. The two eldest girls, as they had respectively growr up, had the hardfhood to fall in love with young men beneath their station, and had each, as the fever came on, been sent off to old Mrs. Nesbitt, rela tive, to be cured. Both had been treated so systematically by the old lady that they recovered their senses sufficiently to of with the old love and return home engaged to wealth and age.
 Of Vera, the youngest daughter, match with young Osborn was duly prepared by her mother, when, what should Vera do, but follow in the foot steps of her sisters, and of course of she was sent to old Mrs. Nesbitt to be cured like her sisters.
 "You shall go over the border to your Aunt Nesbitt's," cried Mrs. Ray. mond in despair. "She soon brought Jane and Josephine to their senses, and she shall bring you to yours.
 So that was how the exile to Aunt Nesbitt's came about. She was a very rich, whimsical, tyrannical old maid, as Mrs. Raymond had always fully be- Heved. Vera had seen her years before, and had thought her terrible woman, quite awful for severity. Miss Nesbitt never visited her niece, Mrs. Raymond, and only permitted visits from her at rare intervals. One morning, when Vera had beer in exile for few weeks, the letter came in while they were at breakfast. Miss Nesbitt looked to see if the girl looked disappointed because there were none for her.
 "Vera," she said, "few women can keep promise. Gan you ?"
 A strange smile fitted over Vera's lips. Aunt Nesbitt understood that it meant, "I have made one promise mean to keep"
 Miss Nesbitt considered little. Was this just girlish obstinacy, or was it a woman's firm resolve?
 "vera," she continued, ssI hate to be bored by watching and spying. Will you engage neither to receive letters from nor to send any to that nice young man of yours, who has caused all this trouble P
 "I had to promise that I would not write to let him know where I am, and I must petforce keep the promise, '' answered Vera, with flashing eyes and quivering lips. "I have some honor within me, Aunt Nesbitt."
 "Should he find out where you are, and come here, will you promise not to hold any stolen interview ?"
 "I would see him, if could, replied Vera, quietly. "But you need not be afraid. He has gone to India"
 "Gone to India2"
 "When the explosion came, he said it was the only thing left for him to do. Somebody undertook to get him berth there.'
 "Ah, yes P cried Aunt Nesbitt. "The old story! He is to make a for tune, and come back. Let me see-you may expect to meet him when you are about forty-two."
 CT can wait," said Vera.
 "Though it is more probable you will hear of his return in 8 year and a half, with an heiress for wife," added Miss Nesbitt, opening her letters.
 "Did any man ever treat you so P. demanded Vera, too angry to think what might be the consequence of arousing the old lady's anger.
 Miss Nesbitt laid down her letter, leaned her hands on the table, and looked her niece through and through with her steely gray eyes.
 "Yes," she answered, slowly "a man did treat me so. Exactly in that wey. Are you satisfied now? Will you admit that I have some right to doubt young men-young women, too ?'
 "I beg your pardon P exclaimed the impulsive girl. Indeed, indeed, I am sorry"
 |" There's no harm done," said Miss Nesbitt, in an odd tone. "Vera, you are the only human being that ever heard my secret. I don't know why answered you. I ought to have boxed
 "I wish you would-I deserve it, 9 cried Vera.
 "I never box anybody's ears, unless they tread on Seraph's tail," said Aunt Nesbitt, stroking the head of beauti- full Angora cat, that sat on 8 chalr by her side. "But I am sixty-two-women don't have feelings at that age. It is only pretty Juliets of eighteen who can indulge in such luxuries."
 Vera could not decide at that moment whether she liked or detested Aunt Nesbitt at all events, she was sudden ly interested in her. She wished she dared ask questions about the long-lost which Vera felt held 8 pro- found tragedy under it.
 "I was very rude," she said. "I have grown irritable. IT have had a good deal to make me so."
 Miss Nesbitt quite believed that, knowing we'll Mrs. Raymond's talents in the science of nagging.
 We will not quarrel while you stay, Vera" was all her answer.
 "How longwill you keep me?" asked Vera.
 Miss Nesbitt shrugged her shoul- ders, and the old provoking, ironical expression crossed her face.
 "Until you are cured, were the or ders of your mother. But have neith- CT 8 MT. Masters nor any other desir- able gentleman on hand at present."
 It is rather gloomy prospect for you, Aunt Nesbitt.
 "I never despair"
 CT shall be twenty-one in less than three years," observed Vera.
 "Just so,'' replied her great-aunt. "What then ?"
 "I shall have some money of my own. I can set up school, and make more."
 That would be dreadfully prosaic, g sighed Miss Nesbitt. " You had bet ter marry MT. Osborne"
 "I can't have two husbands. Imean to marry Moore Rivington p Her voice faltered little over the name.
 "Just so," said her aunt. "Let me see. By the time you are forty-seven, you can write and tell him you have