The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-08-27
CHAPTER XIV.
LETTERS.
"NEW YORK, Oct

LETTERS.
NEW YORK, October 1, Is.
"This evening, my dearest one, arrived at
the ct. Nicholas and engaged lodgings Tor
fortnight, ate my dinner, strolled down Broad
way until tired, and then sought my room 10
write TO you.
'sYou no doubt have wondered at my unac-
countabIe absence, as I have no idea that my
worthy father has deemed It advisable to in
form you of my whereabouts. trust that tine
course he pursued with me is at least judiciOus,
even if it does seem -unkind. He told me, the
morning before I last saw you, that he desired
me to travel and see as much of the world as
possible, while you were preparing yourself Tor
the duties of life. OF course, the thought OF
leaving you was painful, but could see no
way 10 ameliOrate your condition at present,
and believe my parents will treat You much
better when 1 am absent, in consideration OF
your future destiny, than they would if 1 We're
near you.
when your year of servitude, which my
father persists in saying will Mt you forself-re-
iiance in days to come, though TO he candid
with you, 1 don't believe he'd think of that if
his wife thought she could spare you, shall
have passed away, you can then attend the In
stitute, where few years application 20 study
will fit you for any station. You are perfect
now in my eyes, but for your own good, wish
YOU to learn the sciences. Twill keep a journal
ofmy travels over the world, and sketch many
scenes of beauty and interest for your tasteful
eye, knowing that you viii prize them highly
Tor the artists sake.
"A few years will make some difference in
your personal appearance, but the golden ring
lets, deep blue eyes, dimpled checks, and rosy
lips, beautiful by purity of expression all
lOveliness.
Your miniature prize as a beacon 10 guide
me in the path of virtue and honor; and did
not need that truthful expression of yours, 'I'll
look at this ii tempted TO do what is wrong to
makeme believe that the likeness OF my hon
orable self will be duly priced by its fair pos
SCISSOR.
''The way left you, like cowardly culprit,
is my worst mOrtifcation; but father said it
must be so. He said that if you had proper
confidence in my integrity you would not dis
trust me, and thai you are too young to be ca
pable of knowing what you do want, although
he admits that You are dear TO him because
you resemble my departed sister. m --
II told him that if chiIdishness had made
you what you are, hoped that time would
never change you. 1 believe he is secretly
pleased with the whole arrangement, although
he will not lay aside his dignity to say so.
ST could indulge in a thousand passionate
expressions Of my regard for you, but will keep
them for future occasions, which, though years
must pass before we meet, / often realize in the
sweet visions of the night, when seem TO tread
the foot-paths Of gentle eminences, gather
flowers in the shady dells, or listen to the roar
ing waterfall, with you by side, whom even
now presume to call my own sweet WIFE,.
81 will not wrong you by requesting you to
remember me. know you viii. Ny letters
will often visit you, but can get none from
you at present. Ifyou will write when you re.
ceive this, and direct TO Lisbon, l will probably
receive your letter, as will visit Portugal be.
fore spring. But my second sheet is full. I'll
try 8 sheet OF foolseap next time; perhaps l car
pen what wish upon its ample pages.
"show this letter to my father. 1 wish him
10 know that do nothing clandestinely.
Thou knowest that love thee q
.r.a, @HUBERT MUNsoN."
Another letter was elasped in Effie's
hand, but her usual ardor about reading
Herbert's epistles was this time checked
by the written words Of another and s
dearer hand. ~ - ie .....r
The dark sorrow that had clouded hel
existence for three weary months; the
feeling that she had been the object o
an fmpulsiye young mans duplicity
which her mistress had intimated +,
score Of times, was cleared away and sh,
was happy. Hope is the hearts owl
soiace, but suspense quickly bringetl
despair. She was aroused by an angr!
command from Mrs. Munson, who or
dered her to 4'prepare the tea-table an,
not NOPE herself to DEATH"
She hurriedly placed the letters in he
Bible and ran down stairs without clos
ing her chamber door.
1t was late before she was again per
mitted to seek her chamber, and whel
she again opened her Bible. the lettel
the letter was goneI Whose work wa
this No one could have visited he
room except Mrs. Manson. Could it
possible that she had purloined itP ]
SO, for what purposeP She thought {