Litchfield enquirer., 1881-07-14

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 You don't know all"-and Florida lifted her blue barege vail and glanced around for the tenth time at their scattered companions. Not one of them was within ear-shot It was too cold for them so close to the water-they hated going out. and the Battery of all pla ces. ..-......4 ..-r- ... ..--.- -..tf t. : 4-
 Why don't you tell me, then-lal they ain't within mile, and no signs of Walker either" A secret was almost as good as a pine apple or a new bonnet. Juliet was ready to forget her pique. . ..... T.
 "Yeu don't know John Habersham, or you'd pity me. can see fathers set his heart on it. He talks just as if l was engaged to him.
 "Why, thought you were. when you first came"
 "Oh, that was ages ago, and was mere child !' She was sixteen and one month now. Besides you never saw him, or you'd under stand,''
 "Has he got red hair {? That aosuMbe enough. Does he squint ?" ''i5 a"
 ''Oh, he looks well enough for that matter, only he's too tall and stout, and has such a loud voice, and is always on horseback, and talks crops and markets till I want to stuff my fingers in my ears and run away. Oh, Julie :! there he is !'
 Not John Habershan /! That outline could never be filled by the slight graceful figure that suddenly appeared to Juliet's astonished vision. So romantic too, wrapped in cloak, with broad-leaved hat drawn over his face He raised it slightly as he came near, and darted salch glance at Florida, who turned pale and clutched Juliet's hand till she could scarcely keep from screaming. The clear, olive complexion, the deep fiery eyes, the white teeth gleaming through the dark mus tache, never belonged to planter absorbed in corn and cotton. And that low, musical voice in which he murmured salutation in a foreign tongue-no one would desire to fly from such tone It was not Italan-Juliet knew enough of that by an incessant practice of "Ah non giw',ge," and various other pop ular arias to detect the difference; and it did sound, ignorant as she was, far more like a lovers caressing greeting than the formal courtesy of g stranger and foreigner.
 Juliet was spell bound at such realization of one of her favorite heroes But the return ing Walker, looming up in the distance broke the enchantment. Her instinctlve note of warning gained her a smile, and word of thanks-as the stranger passed on, assuming an air of complete self-absorption in wonder ful transition from the eager look and words of interest of the moment before.
 "Oh, Florida who ts he?"
 ''lf could only trust you On your sacred honor, Juliet?"
 ''As true as sit here Oh, I don't wonder you don't want to marry John Habersham Oh, isn't he splendd9 could but think of prince in disguise, or Claude Melnotte. Yes isn't he like Claude Melnotte when he walks in the garden, you know ?"
 Juliet, if you tell, you will risk his life only think, his life. He's an exile, and peo pie are watching for him, but you will have to know, and told him so last night. And he how dreadful he looked; and know he put his hand on his dirk, when he swore he would kill you if you did. I believed he would. '-'
 Juliet looked after the figure now leaning against one of the few trees that had aimed at the dignity of casting shadow with thrill of actual bodily fear, in addition to the excite ment of this opening romance.
 '''Oh, never! You know I never tell and that wasn't Walker after all. Dn- let's hear, Esior isia. we Sna'n have 8 moment after she don't know. How he watches us, though he seems to be looking after that ship!''
 That's his way; you never know when he is looking at you, and he makes every one afraid of him. Mrs. Thomas is as afraid as death, and minds everything he tells her, for all they're such friends. It's because he s a Spaniard, partly, aud partly because he knows he's always watched. Don't look at him, Julie; it makes him angry"
 But how do you know so we'll what he likes? Whats his name2 Is he Count 1? What has he done in Spain ?"
 ''lt is not Spain-Cuba. He's Cuban and patriot, and was a Colonel under Lopez, young as he is. But then his family is 80 dls- tinunJshnA ha,o bro kbo has had to fly and leave his estates-he has two or three, and so many slaves that he does not even know the number. As soon as Cuba is free, and he says it must be very, very soon-any day-he is watching for the news then he will go back triumphantly, and take his own name and title again."
 'Oh yes. You didu't tell me what his name was. It's all just like novel, isn't it 1? Better than one, 1 think, really to see him. |" Juliet's interest was unfeigued, and as proof of it, the twin banana in her pocket was quite forgotten. .
 ''Carlos-and he's not count, but mar quis.'
 ''Oh that's better still I'm rather tired of counts-ain't you? they're so common. Mar qus of what?"
 ''Oh, I can't tell you, for you know the dan. ger IS SO great but he passes for planter from Texas now. That's what they think he is at the hotel; and he has 0. l.. on his baggage. They think he is French he speaks French altogether there and so beautifully that you aaeUer would know. Isn't it strange that we should meet? Oh, always sympathized with those poor fellows so Calhoun Habersham- he's worth ten of John, though he's only six teen-used to come and talk to me by the hour and bring me all the accounts in the newspa pers, so that 1 knew all about it the minute he began to talk aoout his country. He can scarcely think of any thing else Is Ee going don't dare to look after him."
 ''Yes, l think he is. No, he's only just gone farther on and he's sitting outside the railing-there, near the summer house."
 s'Don't point, Juliet!" broke in Florida, nervously There's Walker at last. Oh, if you tell! oh, he will certainly kill you, and it will ruin him! There are spies sent out after him now, only they think he is in New Or leans. He had to fly without clothes, or mon ey. or anything and he expects remlttances from his mother every day. She is Just as devoted to the cause as he is; but she pretends not to be, so as to keep the estates.''
 Miss Clayton-how often have suggested to you young ladies to keep exercising, and not expose yourselves to this damp sea air? it will ruin your complexions. Miss Semes and Miss Clayton. fall behind Miss Morton, joln MISS M lddleton;" :" and the return commenced. There was an end to conferences and conf. dences for the present; and, chafing helpless ly at the restraint, Florida Clayton found her self once, more martyr to practice and study hours. i'''7
 Madame Dubois exercised rigid scrutiny over her cook and her store-room she could tell, to lump, every pound of sugar that was given out, and knew. to day, how long the tea and butter should last But she did not know-and how should she, boring over her endless account books ?-how much fsod for the imagination found its way to the dormi tories of her young ladies in the shape of novels, French,o or English, or how rapidly their social and moral education progressed. Was it her fault if her pupils deceived her and went tosthe Battery instead of the dress. maker s; !; or stole out on the gallery, and thence to the great 6g-tree at the end of the garden, when she was quietly asleep in bed and the bells chimed ''Days of Absence" at the midnight? And had not Major Clayton nnlE 4nrss, c..