Litchfield enquirer., 1875-12-09

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 11n hope Is wrecked, or life is done.- II Oh! glorious hope l-oh! enyied skili. .asT
 Ambition urges apt the hill: 4 f#HA Exceisior. he makes his cry, But after sIi, to sink and die. -',s- '3 4- (From Geeey's Lady's Book.l ng WILL wRAYBuRc's CHARGE. -ils BY N. N. WALKER. s.s It was late one afternoon. just a week before Christmas. Having carefully stow. cd sway all the juvenile efforts at fancY work which were to surprise the eldef members of the family few days hence. and over which had labored almost as patiently as the little fingers to which the credit was to be given closed the school room door on its hidden treasures, and sought my own apartment It was 6 co sey. irregularly. shaped little room, with numerous hooks and corners, wherein I had an opportunity for displaying what. Gianie Way ybufb called my .taste.' As yon may have right!y guessed I m only the goveness in Mrs fwraybusgs family. But yon aresmistaken if you pic. ture me as an everworked. zsnubbed teacher of infants." whose beauty is feared by the young lady of the house and intensely admired by the ouly son. = in word. the conventional governess of love stofies-I do not mean to say that I taught little children from choice. for + freely confess from the outset that am no saint. But my doing so from necessity was made as pleasant and easy task as possible. g,
 Ma Krasbdfg,s house had been Ike home to me In the bright days when was an only child, with golden prospects in the future and when, two years previous to this Christmas-tide, I found myself alone l.. the world and in need of a home. the same doors stood open to receive me. the same kind hearts held out a loving hand of welcome. took my old place in the family circle, and even ir my hours of work would sometimes forget ~hat my nominal pesition was, 90 slsterly did it
 The house was filled with guests for the holidsvs, and knowing how little leisd I urS 1 would have during the ensuing days for my own work, seated myself that winter afternoon, on which my etory be gins, to finish \ sketch I vas making fosy one who had been sometime absent from home, and whom had last seen in the days of my happy prosperity.
 1 had not worked long before . joyous face presented itself, and Ginnie's voice exclaimed
 Nell, he'll be home tonight p's--e \ "To.night?" echoed, and although my voice did not falter, nor my pencil give one unsteady, stroke. felt my heart give . throb. which might have been one of pain or pleasure, so near akin was the sen~ation. -..a.t D5-.'. .-. .s-# -- ..H
 "You don't seem one bit glad" said Ginnie, complainingly; land rushed up here to tell you the first thing. I thought you ~ould be delighted to hear they were coming
 They 1" echoed again but this time I turned toward her and displayed some curiosity at least, if not interest.
 ''Whv, mean Will and the French girl. Didn't you hear about it? Oh, I remember now, the letter came this morn ing while you and Captain Montague were away for the greens .-
 ''And who Is this French girl?" y
 ''Oh, it's perfect romance, said Gin nie, seating herself comfortably before the fire before beginning her story. "ft seems her father was 6 physician in Paris, and took great interest in Will, having known papa several years ago in this country. Well. he invited Will to~visit hin at his house. lovely place near Pa ris. chateau, I suppose" said .Ginnie, whose youthful imagination was ever req dy with detail Here he was introduced to Clemence Janin. the doctors daughter. From what Will says, he must have spent most of his time with them after this. And during one of his visits the old doc tor died leaving directions that his daugh. ter was to return to the convent where she had been educated, until . proper escort could be found to take her to America. where her only relative, an aunt, was liv- ing in New York. But of course Miss Clemence preferred not going to c num- nery, even for 6 time, and Will, to whom the matter had,been left arranged things, with his usual impulsivsness deciding that, as he was returning home in a few weeks, no better escort could be found than himself She having no friends to object. they started for home together. And Will now quietly writes to mamma from New York that. as Mrs. Janins friends are away from the city, and rhe cannot remain alone at the hotel, he will resign his charge to her until their return; and telegram has just come to say they will be here tonight"
 Quite romance" said, with touch of satire in my tone, which do not think Gimme np iced, for she continued quite coufidentially
 twill does not say so, but I should not be at all surprised to find that they were engaged ! 4 have no faith in your ssaive French girls, and know how 'susceptibie Will is when his sgmpaffies are aroused. 1 wonder, Nell, whether you and he will be any better friends now that"-she hes itated,y I thought she was thinking of my changed fortunes, but she finished her sentence-''now that you have grown up. rel ?........, .., s.--.
 ''Yes. remember" "Yet know he liked you,"
 smiled yet somevay I did not feel in the mood for talking over old times, and much as loved her, wished, for the arst time in my life. that Ginnie would leave me alone. She gratlfed my unspoken wish in few moments. saying, as she "Do hurry down, Nell. Captain Mon. tagus is wandering around in, . helpless, melancholy eay, waiting for you. .0fI19U P. 1fTt had been man, know | womb have ~hanged' Captain Montague. but being only girl. I took il out m wishing had never seen or taken e fancy t0, his handsome young face. These thoughts were followed by sagne specuIations as to what changes these four years'. absence had wrought in my old playfellow and friend, and what kind of person this Clenaence Janin would prove making up my mind Co unite with Ginnie in on utter distrust of her. At last rose from my unsatisfactory musings and lighted my candles to make my toilet for the evening. Being still m mourning, this was an easy