The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-10

on that pleasant morning-he kissed me
before he went, and his hand trembled as he
left me. was frightened at his looks, but
he promised me he would soon return. My
husband never saw again p'
"And he deserted youW uttered Orlando,
in accents of fearful suspense.
Deserted me Who ever told you that%'
exclaimed Morgiana, with sudden energy.
Orlando hesitated for a moment how to
answer but soon he resolved to speak the
truth, and in kind, soft tone he said:
"You told me so, mother. Ever since /
can remember-and that is sixteen years
you have given me to understand that my
father deserted you"
And thus my dream passes before my
eyes," murmured she, as she again placed
her hand upon her brow. "No, no, my son
for such know you are-my husband
loved me truly, faithfully. He promised
me to come back, but he never came. In
an hour after he left me some men brought
a body into the house. lifted the pail
from the face, and beheld the features of
my husband ! He was cold and stiff, and
his cloak was all bloody They told me
he had fallen in duel I fell upon that
lifeless clay, and there my soul sunk into a
slumber of memory's oblivio No, feel
that am awakened from my life-dream
yet the dream has some pictures which my
memory still clings to. Your image is
craven upon my heart, even as the uncon-
scious lake receives the image of the tree
that grows upon its margin. My son, my
son, what dream has been mine How
fraught with tears and woe-with smiles
and flowers %
AS Morgiana spoke she sunk back upon
her pillow and closed her eyes. She was
weak, and she needed repose. At that
moment Elpsey came back, and without q
word the youth slipped from the apart
ment. Iii the hall he met Chiron who had
just come in from the garden.
"Orlando," said the old hunter, as he
grasped the youth by the hand with aston
ishment, "what is the matterp''
The young man fell upon Chiron's bos-
ON, and bursting into tears, he murmur-
ed
" My mother my mother ~
"What has happenedP Speak speak %
uttered Chiron, in breathless anxiety
" "Morgiana is not more ill-she is not
dead p'
"Dead All, no." returned the youth,
while the sun of a refulgent joy beamed
softly from his every feature. "Chiron.
the sun of reason has risen upon her-the
dark clouds of her mental night have roll
ed away, and, in all its pristine strength
and purity, her mind has assumed its
throne She spoke to me-she called me
Chandelier son She told me of that
fearful, terrible morning, when, upon the
cold corpse of my father, she sank into the
chaos of her mental world p
A moment that powerful man gazed into
the face of the youth, and then, with
his hands clasped above his head, he sunk
upon his knees. No sound broke from his
lips, but yet the prayer of thanksgiving
that went forth from his heart was such a
one as angels love to receive upon their
celestial tablets and bear to the throne of
the Father
AS Chiron arose to his feet the physician
entered the hall, and having been informed
of what had transpired, he proceeded at
once to his patients chamber. Ada came
down from her apartment, and drawing her
arm within his own, Orlando led her forth
into the garden, there to pour into her ears
the joyful intelligence of his mether's re-
turn to reason, while Chiron went to his
own room to prepare his mornings toilet,
and when he returned to the hall he look
ed almost like another being. The long
beard was shaven from his face, so that the
kind, benevolent look which had before
been confined about his mouth aud eyes
now spread it's beams over his whole face.
His rough suit Of furs and deer-skins had
been replaced by a neat citizens dress, and
when Orlando saw him again it was some
before he could realize that in
the noble form before him he really beheld
his mysterious friend. Ada was delighted
with the transformation, and 30 was Lady
Wimple. ta s
When the doctor returned from his visit
to tho invalid, his countenance was all
smiles and joy, and he assured the assem-
bled household that Morgiana was beyond
all danger. Chiron drew him to one side,
and conversed earnestly with him for some
minutes, after which the transformed hunt
er took Orlando by the hand, remarling as
he did SO;