The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-06-22

f" carved out of rock by that slow old
sculptor yonder, the sea. Anthony and
l discovered it about a month ago."
They reached the spot presently, and
found the curiosity Blanca had men
mass of rock, so worn by the
action of the waves below it
as to bear an exact resemblance, legs
to an exceedingly comfortable,
armchair.
How delightful - exclaimed Miss
Erskine, seating herself in this piece of
natural furniture. 81 suppose you
come here often, Bianca-you and that
loving husband of yours ?" with glance
of the young lady's hazel eyes in Doctor
Stanley's direction. "There's ample
room for two, by the way, isn't there ?"
sob, yes" Blanca answered. "We
do sit there now and then. Anthony
read me Tennyson's Idyls' in this spot
about month ago."
Mrs. Stanley's remark served to turn
the conversation, during their homeward
walk, upon literary subjects and, if her
husband had not concluded that Miss
Erskine's intellect was fully equal to
her beauty, certain clever words which
now fell from the lips of Bianca's cousin
must have assured him that such was the
fact.
II like her immensely" he said to his
wife later that evening, when their guest
had retired. She is certainly a very
brilliant woman.
"Tm so glad you think SO, was the
pleased response. Ellinor is going to
make your summer, as well as mine, An
thony, very delightful, am sure. T"
Before many days had passed, Blanca
Stanley had cause to recollect her
prophecy with regard to Ellinor
Erskine. There seemed decided proba-
bility of her making Anthony's summer
far more pleasant than his wife had
anticipated. Liking her cousin, Blanca
began to tell herself, with an occasional
pang of something very similar to
jealousy, was different matter from
appearing almost fascinated by that
cousins society.
"Ot course, the young wife mentally
confessed, 81 am just the least bit jcal-
GUS. Why should l not feel Sc? It's
perfectly natural. Anthony and l have
been leading such a mutually devoted
that it annoys me to see him treat an
other woman politely. Beyond doubt,
he only means to be polite, nothing
more. am very foolish, but / suppose
the folly is common to most newly-mar-
ried wives"
AT the end of another fortnight, how
ever, Bianca's slight annoyance had as
srlmed fardifferent form. 1t had grown
to be terror She believed that he was
in love with Ellinor Erskine.
Resolutely proud, she suffered her
agony-for agony it was, of the keenest
sort-to betray itself by no word or sign.
III her treatment of Ellinor Erskine
showed faint traces of GOODNESS she could
not refrain from exhibiting now and then,
it was of so slight nature as not to be
observed by her husband.
Several weeks wore away. Bianca's
life had become a torture now. She sell
dom joined in the conversation between
Anthony and her cousin; she seldom in
truded upon their frequent tete-a-tetes.
Some women would have shown their
anguish in bitter upbraidings and pas
sionate accusations; Blanca held her
peace, and was wofully miserable. She
loved her husband with an intense depth
of love, and was called upon daily to OBJ
serve his reckless admiration of another
woman. 1t was torment, and yet she
spoke no word.
"Yes, am forced to CO." DIR. Stanley
said. q had hoped to spend this
lovely afternoon in your society, but-a
doctor proposes, patient disposes, if
you'll pardon my mutilation of an old
proverb.
" L am very sorry" Ellinor Erskine
murmured; and those bewitching hazel
eyes-how utterly had they bewitched
the man who now stood beside her
looked even more than the sorrow she
professed to feel. eve were going to
take long walk together this afternoon,
were we not"
eyes. Don't speak about it in that
tone, please, or you'll make me do very
desperate things in the way of profess
sional neglect"
"Ah, 1 have no such power over you,
1 fear" accompanying the words with
long, soft sigh.
DIR. Stanley laughed an odd, harsh
sort of laugh.
81 have told you what power you pos
sess, Ellinor; have told you of the alb
sorbing love that"
"Hush, Anthony, you are speaking
too loudly. We might be overheard -
And Ellinor Erskine glanced toward
one of the windows opening out from the
veranda in which they stood. There was
a faint rustic of one of the curtains at
that window just then, which Miss Frs
kline, if she noticed it, mistook for a mo-
ton caused by the light, September
breeze.
DR.. Stanley's tones had changed decid~
edly when he again spoke: "Thomas IS
at the gate yonder with my carriage.
Perhaps L shall be able to return sooner
than / expect 10 do; but now have no
choice in the matter of remaining. We
can take our walk at twilight, if / should
return in time. That rocky armchair
will be very pleasant spot for such
lovely evening as we are promised.
Good by !"
"Good-by p she answered, smiling;
and then their hands met.
Just Mt this moment, in the little surg
cry at the rear of the cottage, there stood
a white-faced, wild-eyed woman, search