Litchfield enquirer., 1878-11-21

rect labyrinth Tn the maZeS of which she would De so hopelessly entangled as to utterly unfit her for aay other duties, or for pleasures of any kind. seT sf tadt 7ai5.d adi u,ri4fcssnj The blush Rose had been tenderly cared for, I and the general appointments of her large house and it's surroundings in ahygenic point of view and her manner of life ilfrespect to l the proper observance of the rules of health
 were such that it seemed impossible for sick 1 ness in any form to attack her. But one day the news shot through the village that Mrs Blauyelt was very ill. The next day, with
 awe struck faces and in sorfowful whispers people told each other that the lovely young
 woman was dying. The next service the bell of the old village church solemnly tolled out
 the tidings of death. m ..t ~-,-k - .s4-. J - It was all so sudden, sl In the stricken home
 they had not realized the danger until Rose l opened her eyes from stupSr and said faintly, Il feel strangely-Why do you have it so dark l here-Oh, understand--I am going to my 1 mother-to leave you-Good by, darling hus-
 band Gflly-1ny own Gilly, stay with my precious babies! P and it was all over. 'ss eissOh, my blush Rose !" cried Gilly in pitt l ful voice of anguish laying the inanimate,
 shapely head with it's crown of golden hair l back upon the pillow ssny poor, precious,
 wilted blush Rose p Even thenin his over
 wheming grief the professor marveled. as he l had often done before, at the irrefragable bond of love between these two beautiful, tender, I affectionate w0men.a tI Hs Bus a*a 's"
 Everybody in the village had known and loved Rose, Everybody mourned for her. The 1 female portion of the community deeply com-
 nliserated young Prof Blauvelt. They won-
 dered how he could find life endurable in that great house bereft of the delightful presence of
 his charming wife. They paid consoling vis- ! its wrote consoling notes and sent consoling
 bouquets, salads, fruits and desserts for his ta- 1 ble. Soon they began to express their thank
 fulness that Gilly remained with him and the 1 children, the latter, ''now so fond of Miss San dersen." .'' 4s -s-a" | '.Ah, yes, Miss Sanderson keeps everything
 up quite well. She was 8 servant of yovr dear departed Wifo's own training, believe 6tlll, | in the atmosphere of the hone, one can not but
 deeply feel the absence of the mistress, " said to the professor. Mrs. Dr. Bailey who had
 two daughters that had long ago outgrown the 1 students.
 The professor did not forget that when hls precious Rose was with him neither of them l had ever looked upon Gilly as servant"
 She had been the good angel of the household,
 trusted friend and most agreeable companion. His wife had died in her arms. Now, she was
 wearing herself out, yielding up the freshness
 of her youth for him and his children. He frankly spoke of her in this way to his friends, and the young ladies among them professed
 sudden fondness for the beautiful brunette.
 Some one, or more of them nearly every day called in to help her about the children, and
 were consequently present at dinner or tea.
 They patronized her, they petted her, and
 sought her opinion upon everything that came
 within her jurisdiction until she thought they
 had all gone wild on the subject of babies and
 housekeeping. '-'
 Things went on in this way for two years or
 more, and the women, who haunted Prof. BlauVelts house, began to feel 8 little exas- peration from the very palpable fact that he of | the Greek language and literature took no mo-
 tice of any one of them than he did the first
 fortnight after his wife's funeral. By and by
 some of them began to refer to Miss Sanderson
 as old Gilly. 'I don't suppose she is so oe1y
 old" said effervescent and over-stylish Miss
 Bailey, who had flirted into college and out a
 dozen classes at least, who always had some young miss as a fast friend and was all of ten
 years Gillys senior ''Well," was the reply,
 ''she always dresses in that plain black and never friZzes her hair, nor dances, nOr laughs, l nor does anything out of that quiet way that glvas every one the feeling that sho is old
 enough, at least, to be the mother of that boy, Tom" -5.-z .an..e "A rs
 "You ought to marry again, my dear friend, ," said the president to Prof. Blauvelt month | later, as they were walking home from ''eve-
 hing chapel" Esa t'e .at.af
 Il am doing very well as I am, thank you," 1 replied the professor, good d-natnredly. e- Yes, know; you may think SO but are you not worrying yourself in the premises as
 well as old Gilly and Tom ? "WAGt, sir! roared the professor.
 'I beg your pardon, Prof. Blavvelt, for fall ing into the manner of speech that SO often
 greets my ears. I mean Miss Sanderson. of course-and it is best for me to be quite frank | with you now. There is story flying around
 the village that your hodsekeeper imposed | upon both you and your deceased wife; that | slre is much older than you suppose, and that the bov Tom is not her brcther--in fact, that l nearer relationship exists between them. l am sorry to say that people are remarking that, if she is just what she ought to be, she wouldn't live with you in such a way" said he of
 Christian theology and moral and intellectual philosophy" ,.. ''In what way, demand"
 ''Oh, going on as if she wasl mistress of the house, and so seldom going outs and not con- sulting you about your children, and" 5 Good night, sir" said the professor, lung | ing down shaded path which took him, by
 short cut through the college graveyard to his
 own door, He paused long time by the beau tiful Greek cross that marked the grave of the | blush Rose, and then with clouded brow en- 1 tered his home. He found Tom in the sitting
 
 much out of sorts, and his sister looking wan
 and anxious. ...-- !
 "What is it ?" the professor asked with un-
 wonted inpatience, still feeling nettled aud
 grieved. .. . 5gaa l}aE ls~, j .a.afE { 'Only that Tom thinks of giving up his col lege course and going away" said Gilly in
 low voice, trying to smile. s-7a sS l. Prof. Blauyelt frowned, uttered some worth
 less ejaculation, which was understood as an of1ofSo Sptn sy-chair and took up the evening mail which
 Tom hrd brought in as usual and laid upod stand at his elbow The first letter he opened
 was from his father -in-law, Squire Forestwaite. He read :-
 My dear, only son: Some rumors have come
 to my ears that make me feel that it is your duty to marry again. 1 had very romantic
 as we'll as the deepest affection for our darling
 blush Rose smother; yet have neverregretted nay second marriage Gilliaowers are as sweet ! if not quite so dainty as roses, and you know how beautifully their color and fragrance blended as they grew side by side. God bless you and the dear babies. R FoREsTwATTE.
 The handsome widower laid down the letter, looked into the fire, took it up again and read | it once more. He was a man who always thought before he acted, but always acted after he thought He now walked out to tea with grave face, but as he looked across the table at Gily it's cloud lifted and floated quite away He ate his bread and butter and fruit in merry mood, and after frolic with the children, and Gilly had taken them to the
 nursery, he said to Tom :-
 i T know aI1 aUour Ir, my boy. It is merely ridiculous rumor invented by a, set of idle
 women.f You have not mentioned it to your sister 2 1 am glad of that. Do not tell her I hope. we shall very soon be able to have things All straiohtened ogltnf9 zaiyAd -suag yt.i5al i
 niBright and early the next morning Gilly and Tom, with goodly array of boxes and bag gage, left Henrytown on the eastern train. No
 one in the village, save the professor, knew that their destination was Squire Foreswaite's. Whenever he was asked when his hOusekeeper was coming back he answered that he did not l, intend that Miss, ,Sanderson should ever enter
 his doors again. s-1l ~ ea'alt
 'is.I am soon to be married. "hesteld the pres
 ident week later, and at the close of, 8 faculty
 meeting, after all but the two had Jeff, the