The Red Cloud chief., 1877-11-01

into the congressional library. and had
gone into one of the upper alcoves to
hunt up q few statistics. 1t was mid
summer. the windows e open, and
ere long heard the voices of his daugh.
ter and MCGOWAN, who had entered the
! aicove below, little dreaming that they
were Overheard-Overheard, too, by the
very person from whom they desired to
conceal their attachment
Thinking themselves secured from.
all es-drOppers, Terence was offer
ing up his heart-homage in adeep, earn
est tone, to which she replied with fer
vor that showed how she reciprOcated
his affection. Deep emotions welled up
from the hitherto sealed fountains of
their souls, and the listening father
heard their plans for the future, when
his idolized daughter, disinherited and
driven forth, should share the reporters
humble fortune.
The first inclination of the Indignant
congressman was to rush down stairs,
collar the unsuspecting lover, and
threaten him with penitentiary if he
ever dared to speak to Ellen again. But
he was checked by the recollection that
Terence could, at any time, claim the
authorship of sundry speeches repeated
by himself; so he resolved to act dis
cretely. Not a wink did he or his wife
sleep that night, and before the presi-
dent had breakfasted next morning, Old
Edward claimed a private audience
He had a request to make.
About a week after this discovery on
the part of Eellen's father, and on the
last night but one of the session, the
correspondents met at Gautier's to en-
Joy an hours parting ~jollifcation. Ter
ence MCGOWAN was in the chair, from
which we expected his wit would scin-
tillate with unusual brilliancy: but he
was unusually gloomy and reserve ed
The truth was he had called on Ellen
day after day, and had been as often
told that she was not at home, which
announcement he did not credit. So he
sat, glum and moroce, until in rushed
little Jack Henton, noted as a perip-
atetic reservoir of gossip.
such an item as l have!' he eX-
claimed.
"Out with it." was the general cry.
"Well Edward, of New York, has
been appointed resident minister at
Athens, and he left quietly yesterday
morning, to sail in the Canada on Sat
urday."
"What!" exclaimed MCGOWAN, start
Jog to his feet. "GOn,w
"Yes," replied Henton; gone. and
taken his wife and daughter. BY the
way. Teddy, it is said that you"
Ere he could finish his sentence, a
servant handed MCGOWAN a letter.
which he tore open and read. His face
flushed, then became deadly pale; then
with a grim smile he said,-
my friends, 1 will confess to you that
1 have loved Eellen Edward, but 1 am
informed by her respectable father that
he can never give his daughters hand
to penny-a-liner. 1 will thank you, As
you all value my friendship, to
allude to this matter. And now, broth
er penny-a-liners, let us drink"
High was the revel that night. When
we arose the next morning, with acni'g
heads. we had no opportunity for COL
versatiOn, and Immediately after the
final adjournment we dispersed. Nor
could we find Teddy to wish hin good
by.
The arrival in England of the Hon.
Sampson Edward, United States Min
lister to Greece, was duly chrOnicled,
and his funds were duly expended in
endeavOring to distract the attention of
his daughter by showing her the shrines
Of AnglC-SaxOn art and genius and
glory. But it was all in vain. She
could rot enjoy the smile which shed
sunlight u on her soul, or hear the
loved voice with which her heart &C
corded.
They passed on to Paris. and there
Ellen's mother ~endeavOred to interest
her in the many purchases which
it was necessary to make in order
to appear credibly at the Athenian
Court But the sad6ened girl only looked
or listlessly /; neither did she take any
interest in the picture galleries or the
palaces, the amusement or the frivOli-
ties of the pleasure-capital of Christen.
dom. Her thoughts were elsewhere.
And 80 it was in Italy. Ellen was alike
uncOnciOus to the art-treasures within
doors, and TO the beautiful lanscapes
without. Her cheeks became sunken
and cOlorless, her eyes lost their bril-
liancy, and her dOating parents became
seriously alarmed.
The doctor called to visit her at Ma.
pies, little suspecting the true cause of
his patients disorder, and said that the
voyage to Greece would do her good.
But she gazed vacantly at the blue sky,
and at the blue waves, and thought of
MCGOWAN. He was the ocean to the
river of her thoughts"
And so they reached the island of Sy-
IA, where the steamer left them, to 60
to COnstantinOple. and from where they
found it would be necessary to 60 to the
port of Athens in a Greek lugger, as
| the mail steamer from Alexandria hith-