The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1877-09-06

party some miles away, Philip came
over looking troubled. He had to
go on business to the town and
could not join us at the party. 1
was sorry but did not think much
about it till Annie Mason, one of my
friends, told me long story of
some young lady Philip went to see
some beauty of the neighboring
town. Jealousy is strange thing,
Miss Lena. 1t makes us think the
worst of our dearest and best
friends. l accused him bitterly.
He was proud at first and angry, but
then he begged me to tell him ALL
l would not, and we parted in anger
in anger, Miss Lena-and l never
saw him again till looked on his
dear dead face. He was stricken by
fever few weeks afterwards and
died" Miss Danes voice dropped.
Over the dreary plain of twenty five
years the tide of grief was surging
again.
poor, dear Amy" Lena ex-
claimed, rousing herself; 81 am so
sorry. I pity you from the bottom
of my heart"
The companion wiped her dim
eyes tremblingly. Heavens will
be done, Miss Lena, but it's no use
to mistake our foolish pride for the
Almighty will, dear. l wish-I
wish that you had told Maj. Ber-
tram"
Lena rose up shaking out the
folds of her dress with dreary long
drawn sigh. $50 and eat your din
ner, dear, and send me a cup of tea,
nothing more"
Miss Dare kissed the beautiful
girl and went briskly away. After
seeing that the aunt had all she re-
quired, and sending the tea to Lena,
the companion took a dark cloak
from her wardrobe and left the
house. 1t was still raining but the
wind had gone down, and thick
mists Swallowed the Graysen park.
Miss Dane walked quickly up the
broad gravel path; and rang the bell
half hidden among the ivy leaves.
She was a welcome visitor at the
Graysons', and the servant ushered
her at once into the parlor. Tie
lamp was burning low and Jennie's
piano was shut. Jennie herself,
with little conscious color, came
forward to receive Miss Dane. She
had been standing by the fireplace
talking to Douglas Bertram. "Give
me your cloak, it is wet" She took
it and carried it out CT the room.
The little companion hesitated a
moment. She was terribly afraid
of this grand, tall soldier. But her
love for Lena conquered her fear.
She went up to him, her face flush
ing and her voice trembling, but
strong in her purpose, "Major Ber-
tram, Miss Lena is breaking her
heart about you. She thinks you
love Miss Jennie. She heard you
say something this afternoon"
A bright light flashed into Doug
las face; "Thank heavenp' he ex-
claimed, as Jennie came back saying,
"Sit down, Miss Dane; mama will
be down in a few minutes. Major
Bertram's horse became lame while
driving from the Hall and he is 60
ing to stay here tonight"
"Yes-no-that is" exclaimed
the young officer excitedly, 81 am
going back to the Hall, 1 have for
gotten something" He left the
room, and Jennie turned up the
lamp and sat down to her needle
work. Her eyes were red.
"Why, you have been crying"
said Amy.
"Yes, 1 have" the girl admitted
frankly. 81 am very miserable.
Mark-you know himr'
mo, / don't"
Jennie blushed. 1t seemed per-
fectly natural to tell Amy-she was
every ones friend and confident.
"He is in Maj. BIS regiment, and
they are ordered abroad to India.
Maj. Bertram was very kind He
came to tell me to -day that Mark
could not leave"
"But who is Mark? 1 have never
heard of him.
"He is Captain Lesley, and l am
engaged to him." said Jennie with
little dignity.
All uHueESbduO INV. OOA
little girl. India is long way off.
Major Bertram won't go, viii he?"
mo, suppose not" said Jennie
with a smile that proved Major B.
had kept his counsel.
Lena had drank her tea and was
modify watching the glowing en-
bers, her tears falling unchecked,
when the door was pushed open by
an eager hand, and Douglas Ber-
tram entered again. He was very
close to her before she knew he was
there. Lena" he cried, ''don't let
us be foolish children again and
quarrel for nothing"
Lena dashed away the falling
tears proudly; az thought you were
at Southampton, Major Bertram.
mo; my horse became lame and
1 had to stop at Mrs. Grayson's.
Jennie is in sad trouble, Lena.
Mark Lesley, her betrothed hus-
band, goes % India next month.
The regiment has received orders,
and 1 stopped to tell Jennie this