Connecticut western news., 1881-03-23

though well formed, with an abundance of hair; large blue eyes that should have belonged to woman, so evenly arched were the brows, so long were the lashes, so soft, so almost suffering, their expression; clear-cut features; teeth that showed white and even through his thick moustache gentle, quiet, assured manner, neither austere nor frownish, as Madeline had imagined, but that of gentleman and man of the world. S3 '''f' He apologized easily enough for the apparent incivility: Important busi- ness," that muoh-endured scapegoat, had detained him-he was extremely sorry.
 But Madeline, who had no patience with his lame excuses, interrupted him sharply:
 "Pray, spare your regrets, it is quite evident that your sorrow is of the deepest dye. Your countenance bespeaks it."
 MT. Frederic opened his eyes wide and sat down. Hitherto he had seemed undecided on the question.
 "So, then, you are really offended, and show it after spirited fashion. Good. I shall have to make my peace. It will give us something to talk about. !"
 els there really any necessity, for talking at all ?" demanded Madeline, still more indignantly.
 "A few minutes ago thought not. intended to have gone through the necessary formalities, and after that to have sat occasionally with you, by way
 of keeping you in countenance but
 now I say yes There is something
 original about you; it may be only a
 spark, glimmer but whatever 1t is, l
 will develop it..
 "You leave my individuality out of
 account, I think"
 "Not in the least. I count on 1t for
 my amusement"
 Amusement We share the same
 blood, MT. Chathard. I think yor should know something of the vii which is among our heirlooms. doub if shall choose to serve even Chath ard as amusement.
 'sYou will have no choice. You vii go to church with me tomorrow. Yol will see and be seen of all the magnates They will forthwith call upon you yo7 :, will go to make 8 round of dreary visits , you will go to solemn tea -drinkings; yo will talk to Captain Fanway and Si Peter Farquhar, the two eligibles ( > the parish and when you have take @ over the weather, you will begin ). fdget and wish yourself home with m d Even bear like me will prove mol 9r endurable than those unmitigated your le men. You will talk with me, and, a the nature of things, you will amu
 me. You cannot help yourself" as "I have other resources" answer. SIS Madeline, loftily. "I have ar ranged ne dramatic course of study"
 a MT. Chathard laughed. ls- "Try it, my dear cousin, by means. It is the most enchantil It, thing in the world-in prospect. T all it, I say again and remember, sh 'ct be very happy to aid you if any di1 nc culty occurs-which, though it is to IS presumed, is not possible" With which he took himself of, les 1o ing Madeline, piqued and curious. s eo .1 had ample time, however, to reco0 lCy herself and proceed with her studi A' It was three mortal weeks before ns presented himself again. When he nl- come it was in ghostly fashion. s eP was bending over @ book and looki 9re weary and strangely dissatisfied. 1ie M gave her chair near him. ltn "Talk !" he said imperatively. am bored"
 Madeline's hot blood leaped up .y, revolt. Words hovered on her 'oN that, cool as he was, could not - have placed an effectual barrier betwe % them. Something arrested them. V' pained look was in his eye, angu :. about his mouth, showing dimly throu -15 the mask of cynicism. A new impu ~ possessed her.
 "Cousin," she said, gently enou. ,aS ,s'S "why should we be at war? We ':eI of the same blood, and I think we I ,d alike in one thing at least-that we
 alone. Why goad each other with l ino ter words ? Would it not be better
 help each other don't ask nor o1 ,all any confidence only if there could nt liking and friendship between be let it develop itself. Let us not hin ,v- it. I am so lonely; and I think, if ) Il" would let me, that I should like yo arv "I swore once," he said, ''never elv trust mankind, still less womanki her again"
 ant "Unsay the rash oath," she ss girl eagerly. 'Tt shuts you from all hal ent ness and goodness" lse. "How dare you ask me? In wh too shall trust ?"
 ,ith ''In me-"
 "A girl-a child, that doesn't k1 hat even the meaning of things about e. much less her own heart?" she "I know one thing; the truth th no. feel within me. That never dies, red never fails. Only try me, cousin. ng. long to do you good"
 ''I believe you do," he said, m she, softened. 'tI believe, with all of per innocent fervor, you do wish it. I with trust till I see that you, too, are ge F to to deceive me. Will you take the and sponsibility ?"
 bay Madeline held out her hand, anG
 there was truce between them. B,