The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1876-04-27

claimed, bursting into laugh when
the full: meaning Of her words came
upon me; "such,things are not heard
Of nowadays. They have no more
power to shut you up in . convent
than they have me-" -. .,.*
my aunt has the power Of ap-
pointing my residence until I, am Of
age; if she: chooses to put me in q re-
liglous house, who is to interfere with
her? I don't mean, recollect, that I
am to be placed in a cell or a dun
geon, but as boarder. Father Pc!
ter-he is really SO kind-says he will
take care no harm shall come to me,
and that it is very nice and pleasant
there. He means we'll he likes me;
but he must know that converts are
easier to get into than to get out of:
I am afraid ofmy aunt, Edward; and
that is the truth"
"Lina, come hither,' cried my
aunt, putting in her head; II want
you. And, Ned, it is upon the stroke
Of the dinner hour"
$50, Carry" / whispered, leaning
over her chair when I got back to
the drawing-room, where she sat
alone, II thought you wero to remain
true to me, forever and day." ~:
Caroline tried to get up a blush.
She had promised. the like to a few
score Of admirers. =;
"Ah! you took yourself Off 50 sud-
denly, Ned. Who was going to re-,
main faithful to a runaway loyer!"
"Took myself off l think the boot
was on the other leg"
"And you never wrote, or anything"
pouted Garry, attempting to turn the
tables on me. -.
"It would have been all the same
if l had, when the gallant captain
made his appearanee-eh, Carry!'.
''Get away, Edward!''
"He is very handsome, I suppose"
"You can decide that point your
self when you see him."
SHAlargefortune now, I understand,
and a baronetcy in prospectlve1"', :.
"Just So"
"Well, cousin mine, you are a hap
py woman. Am l to give you
away?"
"You, indeed! Alfred's coming
home; partly for that, partly to make
love to Lima"
"But Lima does not like him."
"Oh, don't know. Those quiet,
saynothine girls, such as Lima, sel-
dom know what they do like. Al
fred will make her as good = hus-
band as uybody else would. He
has been extravagant lately, bpt he
is looking for some place under the
government. I suppose he will get
straight after bit; and your sister
has plenty of money"
"*What is this whisper that I hear
Of a convent being Lina's alternative
if she rejects him?" l."
"Who told you about that Lima p
"What if she did,"
"She need not have brought UP the
subject now, when the house is occu :
pied with more agreeable matter.
She will 60 as a boarder. Several
Protestant girls are there
"Now, Caroline, you cannotsuppose
that in this enlightened year of grace
a young lady Of nineteen years is CO.
ing to be sent to a convent against
her will?''
"Well, you need not tease me about
it," was Carry's answer. II believe
the affair is decided. Mamma is do
ing it to bring her to reason about
| Alfred. Lima is very obstinate Here
they come," she broke off; as Mrs.
Dashingly and Lima appeared.
"Don't get bothered, now, Ned,
about the convent. Keep peace un-
| til the wedding is over"
"And you gone, Caroline? Per.
haps I may"
"Dinner, ma'am," cried the stiff
butler, appearing at the drawing
room door.
Aunt's face and her turban glowed
together at these words. I knew the
signs we'll enough-a storm was brew
ing. "Who told them to serve din
ner? Captain Fitzhenry is not come
in.":
"The captain does mot dine here,
a'am. He said he had business at
the railway station, and should not
be back"
Aunt Aounced off to the dining
room, and down we sat. At least we
should have sat down, but as my aunt
remained standing, with her eyes FIX
ed on an opposite door, we did the
same.
"Can sheb waiting for Fitzhenry?'
I mentally exclaimed, when the en-
trance of Father Peter solved the
query. He often dined there, Ilik.
ed the father; he was a pleasant,
good-natured man, rather jolly. = He
shook hands with me, and chanted
a Latin grace. The footman remov7
ed the covers, and down we sat.
Sixteen courses of fish FIVE Of
eggs, omelets, and the like; a few of
butter; seven of sweets and pastry
the richest Of wines, coffee andlquor.
The repast reminded me that it was
Friday. < ~. ).
Edward" said my aunt, II never
permit dish of. flesh: to appear at