The Morning herald., 1877-10-10

nGood heavens dear Rosahe r ne ex'
claimed, "what is the matter P-what has
happened ?" .,, .
bleY again mrlrmured the young wife.
"Wbat is impossible, my lover Gresham
os,ad. fearing that something terrible had
happened which had unsettled her wits, SO
Wild and scared she looked.
"What is impossible, love% Gresham
again repeated.
"That all your love and devotion for me,
,nnarently so real and honest, should be,
asshe would cause me to believe, but basest
seeming and vilest treachery!' Rosalie
exclaimed, with great fervour; then, as
sobbing she threw herself into her hus-
h,nd's arms. ''No; my life and soul upon
rour truth, Arthur. IT'S she, and only she,
Who is false; and the tale with which she
almost rent my heart asunder, a Liza
most atrocious lie p a.' ...
And still she wept, while clinging firmly,
confidently, to her young husband, who
was, indeed, as true and as devoted to her
gs she with all her confidence restored by
10, king into his eyes, had now pronounced
him.
Rosa7ie was right; it was impossible to
raze into her husbands frank and honest
lace; and not be well assured that the
hank amazement it depicted was no false
md bypocritical display, bnt the true re-
hection of what indeed he felt.
"Of what in heavens name, dear Eosalie,
are YOU raving ?" Arthur cried. It is your
cousin-Mistress Augusta Camelford-of
whom you are speaking, is it not ?"
Rosalie bowed assently.
"Well, then," her husband continued,
"lct me hear what tbs she has been saying
to you"
"Oh, it was horrible-it was horrible p
Rosale, shuddering, said.
And Arthur strove to calm his poor young
wife; and in the end he partially sue.
ceedcd.
"Come, darling" Arthur urged, "let me
hear at once what It's have to combat !!
Of our ma1rige, it il, not possible your
cousin should have the slightest notion !;
hut it may be that she has suspected how
deeply l love you, I!osalie; and if her heart
be as base as you believe it, may have
sought to blacken me in your thoughts"
"She has bewildered, terrified me"
cried .Rosalie. "And while she was SO
cruelty speaking, there were, I will confess
it, Arthur, moments when I almost be-
/ leved the wicked libel she was so smoothly
pouring forth"
I "Rosalie p exclaimed Arthur, in tone
and with look Of raproach to his young
| wife
"You were not near me then, dear Ar.
shur,' she murmured, apologetically. 81
oald not then, as now, look into your face.
and gather courage from its truthful
HAD their brief influence only on nly mind.
but never reached my heart. or should
have fallen dead before her"
Her husband drew her to his breast, and
fonlly again embraced and kissed her.
Then, seating her, and placing himself
beside her, he held both Of her hands with
in one Of his own, while his other arm en-
clrcled her waist.
Had particle Of doubt yet fingered in
Rosalie's mind, it had been banished now.
"Now dearest" Gresham said, ''let me
hear what was the terrible insinuation 7"
"Insinuation p exclaimed Rosalie, and
shivered. "Ah, if it had been only that p
The coherency, now, Of her relation, the
reproduction Of almost every, the exact,
words which Mistress Camelford had with
such unalloyed qualification uttered, proved
now deeply they had been imprinted on
Eosalies mind-how great the suffering
they had carried to her heart.
Il When she had concluded, her husband
4 remained few moments silent, and his
looks were greatly troubled and perplexed'
" Poor RosaEe," Gresham at length said,
pltylngly and refectingly, I" it was, indeed
strongly to test your faith in the truth and
nonor OF your husband"
Then, starting to his feet. he exclaimed
vehemently:
Shall l swear to you, Rosalie, that
never in my life have I written a single
xord to your cousin Augusta; that never
letter have I received from her ?-that !
nave never thought of Mistress Camelford
eaVe as one who might hereafter help us in
Vor stlalt-shall swear this to you, no
Saie?"
"oh, no, Arthur, moi" his young wife
e!'rnestly cried, throwing her arms around
piS neck, and clinging to him contidingly.
|, Arthur again expressed his fears that
allStress Camelford had begun to suspect
a. not the marriage Of her cousin and him.
sSf, at least their love for each other; ano
!, tlat' In all probability, the man who had
.'Lt' night so strangely attacked Arthur
nla been employed by Augusta to watch anc
s't upon him. And those letters, Arthur
Wrought, had been invented by Augusta
Sltn the hope that SO she might extort con
'esslon from ner cousin.
Eosalie could well Judge Mistress Camel
.ofa and did not. believe that she, as yet
possessed 70 the slightest suspicion Of her owl
ana a., Arthur's secret.
letters
conjecture after conjecture was started
W husband and by wife, only to be dis
Irnonr