Connecticut western news., 1877-04-27

weddingp" .....
 The gray eyes opened suddenly wider.
 GA weddingP Why, mol Whose wedding, MaudeP"
 There was slow drawing of white pain on her face; of which she was not conscious; but Maude saw it and was satisfied.
 "You babyI Why, Johns of coursel Whose would 1t be?''
 Her earnest, pain-stricken eyes were looking so searchingly into Maude's face, and Maude blushed and turned away in pretty confusion of manner, that startled Jessamine with the truth.
 Glow do you suppose I know, Jessie, unless-unless-"
 Jessamine stuffed the pang that was tearing at her heart, and finished the coquettishly hesitating sentence:
 ''Unless you have right to know, Maude. Tell me, please, her name!"
 Her heart told her who it was-she did not need to have Maude's lips confirm the truth she felt in her own soul; and yet she felt that If there was a shadow of a possibility that she was mistaken, Maude's were the lips to tell her so. So, with an agonizing little prayer, away down in her heart, that she might be mistaken, she put the question.
 And MaIde laughed, and evaded 1t gracefully. '5
 ''I was afraid you wouldn't like 1t, Jessie, knowing so we'll as do that you are in love with John yourself, and"
 ''Maude Trevanien, stopl"
 Jessamine fairly gasped the words, and her face grew white and stony; but Maude went on-softly, gently, mercilessly:
 's1 speak in all kindness, dear, and you will thank me some day-when Johns wife comes, and you will find what have said is true, that you will no longer be welcome in the house where you will almost be rival to her. You will thank me for telling you, so that you can get away without any body's feelings being hurt-for of course the future Mrs. John Horton will not want you here, and the old people would hate to send you away, delicate, weak as you are."
 GA hot. scarlet wave rushed over Jessamine's face. This from the ssfu- ture Mrs. John Horton" herself!
 'sNo one shall send mel" she ex- claimed, passionately. "I know as we'll as you have no business here, and you can tell the future Mrs. Horton will never trouble her! :" 1....
 The sweet, pained voice quivered, and she walked hurriedly away, as if the brilliantly beautiful face was a Medusa head; while Maud's red lips slowly curved into smile of triumph, contempt, satisfaction, as she watched the slender, willowy figure.
 sShe is dispensed with, at all events. As if hadn't read both her secret and her pride! And with her out of the sight of John Horton, it shall not be my fault if he does not propose to me, as that credulous little fool thinks he has already done! We will see whether or not the new furniture is for John s wedding and-minel"
 The round harvest moon was coming slowly up the dark blue sky, looking like great golden ball, and Jessamine, with her eyes looking as if they had never known tear, so bright and clear they were, for all she had been crying all the afternoon, for all her foolish little heart was throbbing and pulsing , with pain-Jessamine was waiting, be- side the big, flagant, syringa bush, fol John Horton to come. ssI will hear 1t from his own lips that he is going to be married to Maude Trevanien, and if he is, I will go away to New York, where I will be able te earn my living in some of the stores I've heard Maude tell about-where will not be in their way" , And she stifled the sobs she felt were coming, as John Horton's firm, quick footsteps sounded near by, and the tall handsome fellow came striding along , in the golden moonlight, looking grand manly enough to win any girls heart , He stopped short when he saw her
 and took her hand caressingly in hi and drew 1t through his arm. "Waiting for me, Jessie? That T good of you, puss. What a gloriou f night it is !''
 !, Jessamine plucked up all her cour t age.
 0 "I was waiting for you, John, to asl
 you-whether or not-whether it 1 ,, true-whether-if-John, it is reall. 8 true you are going to be married ?" = Her sweet face was pale with ear n nestness, and John looked down on it y half amused, half gravely tender. t "What of it, dear? Surely you vii
 not be displeased? Tell me who toll q you, Jessie ?"
 IF Her face was averted, for her rebell
 ious lips were trembling-he had a
 good as admitted it!
 'Never mind, John-I heard it, an
 wanted to know if were true, so V ' might tell you how truly happy hop = 1 you will be.''
 John caressed her fingers softly, ,' soft. subdued light on his face, gres
 tenderness In his handsome eyes. "Truly happyr I could not fail ( ;. being perfectly happy, Jessie, with th l1 darling have dared hope-Oh, Maud, '' I beg pardon! We came very nes
 running over youI'
 IS And seeing how easy Miss Trevanie y accepted her own intrusion-no, (
 course it could not be an intrusion - when John was her lover-littIe Jess, 'n mine stole away, with her last hor 'h crushed, her one earthly happinel m trampled down.
 r. "I will go-I must go! I should d
 If stayed here and saw theml" n- And while Miss Trevanien sang SCI K timental songs on the front piazza, an 's John Horton sat tilted back in his chai