The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1876-02-18

ton; and, alter all, the only one which
she could invent was that which Luna
scorned, and would none of.
1 After Luna had taken herself off to
the promenade, Silvia dipped her pen
ilto tie gold and ebony ink-stand, and
wrote freely, as fshe were indeed hold
ing sweet converse with a familiar at-
finity. 1t was something, at least, to
be able to utter the thoughts that surg
Ell IN her soul, to express herself under
this mask. 1t was all opportunity for
compaIlionship, from which she was, IN
q manner, cut off III all other directions.
The opinions and fancies of Silvia
johnson. a needy day laborer. counted
tor nothing in the society about her.
and it was only when she put OH her
disguise, and wrote to another wornail's
/ lover, that they lit the mark. and were
received with eg1coqes. How wonder
ful that he should appreciate and re-
4 spond to all her cxtravagances and
transcendental notions, as if there had
already been some secret magnetic I'M
derstanding between them, before cir
cunistances had thrown them, mentally,
i'll each others way. Was it only love
for Luna, or was it the unconscious
CROPPING of soul for its twin, which
caused every word of Silvia's to receive
such hearty appreciation, and every
truth she expressed seem an illborn in
stinct of the others leing z
One day she tried an experiment.
i She wrote IN this wise: 81 must tell
You OF the strangest thing that Happen
ed to an acquaintance of mine. She
was ambitious, very naturally, to ap-
pear well IN her lovers eyes, One day,
he foolishly went away, and, being a
bad penwoman and aware of other
mental deficiencies, which, however,
only needed time and care for their
Improvement. she employed friend to
write her love letters. Imagine her
lovers disinay when he discovered the
fact How should you have acted in
his place %
"fhe woman who could so cruelty
deceive, would deserve my unboundcd
contempt, rs well as the friend who
should lend herself to the fraud,' he
answered.
a1'here," said Silvia, ssyou have his
opinion of us
sfLa, he'll never suspect me-and in
for penny, in for pound," laughed
Luna
''Would you never forgive her ?''
Silvia asked, pursuing the subject in
her next letter, "when it was only love
for you, and mistaken wish to secure
your appreciation, that prompted the
action ?''
could never love such a woman
again, not if she repented in sackcloth
and ashes," he returned IN reply. 'sand
stlcil women are not apt to repent
"Oh! Luna. Luna |" cried Silvia, ter
rified at the confession she had wrlng
from Professor Max; sswhatever viii
you do "a
Take care that he never finds me
out-eternal vigilance. and all that;
and, after all, there's as good fish in
the sea. Pm not bit scared; there'd
be rampus and row, but bless you,
he'd come TO bis senses presently: he
couldn't help himself; the moth and the
candle. you know Heaven save ms
what arc You crying for ?''
| Pm crying about my sins,
"Oh all right; only it's bad for the
eyes, and it would make it inconveni-
ent for me if you should grow blind.
Pm not so blind but [ foresee a cri-
sis some day, which you will rue.''
Catch me! Besides, yon will be as
deep in the mud as in the mirc.''
But am not eugeged to Professor
Shale.n
'But don't you wish you were
Come, dry your eyes and remember
that the end will justify the means.'
That is just what Pm afraid off,
Well, think of the twins, then, Max
is coming back directly, and perhaps
there won't be any more letters neces-
sary-- wedding cards instead, maybe;
or perhaps / shall tell him myself and
explain that it was only a joke
And it will never do to langl at
your own joke, unless you laugh the
other side of your mouth
Don't be sarcastic at the expense of
your friends. You'll find my new ini- |
tial paper in tho left-hand drawer; You
may be brief to-day, il yon please.
There, do ] look conanse IL fault /? by |
the way, you needn't tell Max that Pm |
going to tho Mushrooms croqnet party
this afternoon.s'
Certainly not how could you be /
writing to him playing croquet with |
Mr.. Bullion Mushroom at the samo
time? | suppose 1t will be unnecessary |
10 mention the fact that Mr.. Mushroom
repeated poetry 10 you till nearly twelve
last night on the yeranda, with only the
moon for dnenna Was it Paradise I.
Lost or?''
ssConlc, will not be Iecturcd, Silvia
Johnsonl Could tell Mr.. Mushroom
to go home Besides, they were some
verses of his own--yery sweet ones,
too.o
"Sonnets to a Luna tic p
g Well, am Ito blame if he is sweet
on me There, I shan't par'ey any
longer with you. Be = good girl and
write your letters and think OF the
twins.
Silvia began to write. Ny dear
MAXI how droll it looked all at once.
She could hardly help laughing, hardly
help crying, bnt compromised and went
on, and had finished and folded the let
ter and was III the act of inelosiug it III
is addressed envelope when her two
hands were guddef,ly irnnr;sntod fno.,,