Connecticut western news., 1875-02-19


 ready in the entrance hall; the morrow's morning would see him off by the train for Southampton, and his place would be vacant: and she should see his fond hazel eyes no more. s..r .-..+-
 "Tears again !' said he, almost i'm patiently, while tenderly caressing the dark and glossy hair of his girl-wife "why on earth are you sad, Conny, about this temporary separation ?''
 Would that I could be certain that 1t is only such p she exclaimed. "Sad oh, can you ask me, Sidney, darling The presentiment of great sorrow to come is hanging over me-"
 "A presentiment, Constance Do not indulge in this folly" ..-.4 .4+
 If did not love you dearly, Sidney, I would such painful emotion rack my heart ?''
 "It is the merest superstition, dar- ling, and you will get over it when am fairly away" --."
 Her tender eyes regarded him wistful- ly for a moment, and then her tears fell faster at the contemplation of the com ing loneliness.
 After a pause, she asked: ssAre there many passengers going out with you?"
 "A few-in the cuddy," he replied, carelessly.
 "Do You know any of them2'-
 "Yes; one or two fellows on the staff. ss
 's And the ladies?" she asked, after another pause. -
 II don't know, Conny dear; what do they matter to me9''
 -'s heard incidentally that-that Miss Dashwood was going out in your yes sel." |..-. s3.1 ... st 1a.
 sIndeed; I believe she will.' | Constance shivered, for with the name of this finished firt that of her husband had been more than once linked, and his change of color was unseen by her as he turned to manipulate cigar. So for four, perhaps six months, these two would be together on the sea.
 "Sidney, darling," said she, ener- getically, edo forgive me if I am dull and sad-so t,iste- this evening""
 ssI do forgive you, little one."
 "You know, Sidney, that I would die for youl' ..:a-
 'sYes; but don't, Conny-for hate scenes," said he, playfully kissing her sweetly sad, upturned face; and the poor girl was forced to be contented with this matter of fact kind of tender ness. s s. ..s..~
 So the dreaded morrow came with it's sad moment of parting.
 To muff1e the sound of the departing wheels she buried her head, with it's wealth of dark, disheveled hair, among the pillows of her bed, and some weeks weeks of the most utter loneliness - elapsed, ere she left it, with the keen and ardent desire to recover health and strength, to the end that she might fol low her husband over the world of waters and rejoin him; but the strength and health, so necessary forthe journey, were long of coming back to her.
 She had hoped he would write to her before sailing from Southampton sin gle line would have satisfied the hungry cravings of her heart; but, as he did not do so, she supposed there was not time; yet the transport lay three days in the docks after the troops were on board. He would write by some passing ship, he hat. said, and one letter, dated from Ascension, reached her; buA its cold and careless tone struck mortaN chill to the sensitive heart of Constance, and the one or two terms of endearment it con tained were manifestly forced and ill expressed.
 She consulted the map, and saw how far, far away on the lonely ocean was that island speck. Months had elapsed since he had been there; so she knew that he must be in India now, and she had the regular mails to look to with condolences confidence, alas that soon faded away. Long, tender and passion. ate was the letter written in reply; she fondly fixed the time when she proposed to leave England and rejoin him, if he sent her the necessary remittances; but mail after mail came in without any tidings from Sidney, and she felt all the unspeakable misery of watching the postman for letters that never came Yet she never ceased to write, entreatine him for answers and assuring him of un swerving affection. Slowly, heavily, anG imperceptibly 8 year passed away-s whole year-to her now blank eternity of time!
 Her old thoughts concerning Miss Dashwood took Q strange hold of hel imagination now; hundred '' trifei light as air ; came back most gallingly te memory and took coherent and tangible shapes; but a stray number of the Lsdia1o M0il informed her of the marriage
 
 Major Milton; and also that the regimen to which Sidney belonged 'was moving up country" 8 phrase to her perplexine and vague.
 } Her funds were gone-her friends were few and poor. Her jewels-his treasured presents-were first turned into cash then the furniture of her pretty villa and next the villa itself with it's swee 5 rose garden, had to be exchanged fo | humber apartments in meaner street , and, ere long, Constance Warren found } that if she was to live, it must be by he own unaided efforts; and for five year : she maintained desperate struggle fo l existence-fve years ,-....... 3 A lady going to India "wanted : young person as governess and com ) panion."
 ) To India On her knees Constanc prayed that her application might prov 3 successful; and her prayer was heard ) for out of some hundred letters-from s few which were selected-the tenor C : hers best suited the taste of the lady i = question:. She said nothing of he g marriage or of her apparent desertior - but as her wedding ring, which with f fond superstition of the heart, she neve drew from her finger, told tale, sh :, had to pass for a widow.
 - So in the fullness of time she foun l herself far from England, and duly il y stalled with an Anglo-Indian family one of the stately villas of the Europea # quarter of Calcutta-a veritable palae d in the city of palaces, overlooking th }, esplanade before Fort William-in chare q of one siokly, but gentle little pale-face f girl. =. ... -
 e She had been month there when h. a employers family proposed to visit son e relatives at Meerut, where she heal e that Sidney's regiment was cantoned