Litchfield enquirer., 1875-12-09

'"Yes, for few hours,", she ansEered,..
 Then came dead pause. which t yeeaa-, e.sr..., cd to me impossible to break; all ny hne =, speeches had deserted me- At laat1 tf1ed1 d1as
 "HOw very well you speak EDeifsb, ,sTiss Janin, did 1Ou know verymany AmeEisAn@ abroad?' ...r. .os.e,s ~~-v.a sxaasfzsg
 She gave me look of f'sur5 surprised eratif- s, cation "" .-
 l "DoR am 50 glads Mfr WrAyburg is the only person with whom I have spOk> CT en 1t for years: but then was aDxioess to s learn the language, as I hoped to make .as my home here.
 Then came another pause ont of which s I could not extzicate myself, and Miss Ja-aI min did not come to my aid. I heard WI1 ,,,e come down stairs and go into the dining room for his early lunch before taking the train. Dreading to witness a lover part oi ing, and knowing they would wiGhs nc v miles away, went back to my rooms nov g, my only refuge. disappointed at my. III success, and half blaming Clemenee Ja- nin's selfshness for my failure. Az Ian -5 cheon time sent dO~n an sxeuses hoping, aa they would all leave me alone. aud then ly pitviDg myself that they did so. At last there came gentle knock at my dooF,an retracting my uncharitables feelings oto-sg8 ward poor little Gimme, | hurried tO open ,5 Miss Janim. - N
 May come in?" she asked. as stEe so same time entering with an air winch 2 took immediate possession of all \ had Had
 elf you can find anything here to inter est y0u,' I said, trying to sustain my dig nifty in the midst of my arnazement. 1sa'ssa
 ''It is pretty room" " she said, sinking n.- into my Own easy chair with a. grace tI4cl could never hope to initiate. But ILwans to talk to you i ~-' 10 .Aa. '--''
 seated myself on IowOttomar bythesaa fire. pressing my head against the IeO0l slt marble mantle, silently waitins for her to sW begin. With her first words, II clasped my hands tightly together. '7psi-oh9 7-i t--
 ''You spoke about my EsgIiSh.t and } "a want to tell you all about the &ayK l6aEn-G g a ed to speak 1t. Then she told me, how, six years before, when she was hardly more than child, she had come st0s AhisT country with her father to visit his sister. How her first love had been won by q young artist, then poor and unknown to fame. Her lover was rejected f0r her scornfully, and her father huEr1ed back to Paris lest his je~ el might be stolen from < him. How they had remainGd Eaithful to 1-s each other all these years, until she was free to come back to him. She had re- s ceiyed a letter from him that morning, in which he begged to see heEsE end Will Wrayburg had gone nOw.tO bring him to her. ... -. sse-fsai sdi l6f sss le1s
 Imagine I shall see him, again. after my long waiting" she exclaimed, and her happiness seemed to transform her we'll regulated affability into positive entbu- siasm. ''But forgot to teIl you the part of my life which will spleAses you m0ss.S' she added. Dear papa took . great Iik- ing to MT: WrayPrrg, aud thought that If wanted b marry, or be in love, be could not select . better person. | did not l doubt this, but y0u see | had already -a promised my heart, 90 I had nothing tO | do to save myself, but tO tell him my lit- tie secret, and beg of him to refuse me, and abe laughed oyer the rsnemcmnes1 of , her strs:egy. DO you know what he
 "No;s I answered mechanically. D .sa- Q 3
 "He told me of love as true as my Uwn. which he had long fCls for Oae-- lse had left in bis own home, and her nAme was Nellie Peyton I''
 While she was speaking the sound of her voice greS fainter and fainter, tall at last 1t seemed as if she only whispered my name then for an instant all was dark and still. It could only have been for an instant, for when everything returned to me again, Eas lying on the floor, my head resting on the seat fFam which l had slipped, whlle Clemenee Janin bent over tenderly, ,endeavOring to rub some warmth ! into my cold hands, 1t seemed 60 strange -she whom had looked upOR as my en- emy had proved herself my best friend all the time.
 "Oh, am so gladl' she exclaimed, witE, genuine sympathy T thought l had kill ed you.
 Then she told me how her gratitude to Will had prompted her to tell me all, he had been so unhappy about the Captain. l What foolish waste of time the Dast week appeared We sat talking over our lovers and making mutual confessions un- ! til Gimme came tO warn us of the lAtene. s of the hour then we three sat talking a little longer in the twilight. discussing q project of GiRuie's for the evenings amusement, all firm friends for life. Will was right after all.
 The New York train did not arrive till | ten 0 clock /; SO, but for GinDie's project | the intervening hours wOuil have passed wearily enough for two of us at least The river was one smooth sheet of Ice, and tt was clear moonlight night, two circam- stances which prompted our hostess to 1 propose . skating party. Soon after sup per gay party were skimmiDg on its glIs- tening surface like so many elves. snd an hour or two passed before we realized hOE 1 long we had been out.
 Come, Miss Nellie. les us have one race before we go in" said Captain Mon- tague. ,t.. .l dana 5.tsssyrs .-. E .
 '.All right" cried I, and of we dar.ed. For some few moments glided on side by | side, but the lightning of inv heart seem l ed to lend feetDess to my feet, and soon was flying down the river, leaving the cap- tain far behind. Once looked bach, and saw his tall figure gaining on me rapidly, every instant lssseniDg the distance be- tween us. had entered so completely into the spirit of the race, that did not notice how far away from the others wo had gone. One more stride and he would pass me. pushed foFwaSd, and, Rlaue- | ing back over my shoulder, cried ''YOn have not won yet. sir E'g y.af f.r .-- He was at my side I felt strong arm clasp my waist. and Will Wraybnrgs voice said Yes have, my own, own darling !'' l On the way back Win told me how bs had learned all in few words from Clem- ence JaniD, who had already returned to the h0dse with her faithful hver." Fritz Lowell.
 For the benefit of Captain Montagues 1 wife, if he has one, let me say here, that on my wedding day be was the gayest ol the gay, and his congratulations were as enthusiastic as if TO little tenderness had ever passed between us. ss a- TrOfa the Lafayette Daily CourieTI. Valuable Work. Dr. R. V. Pierce. of Buffalo, distiu- | InWN~r &Ax~.IN n Al