The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-02-06

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Come to mei NY dyeanF then
Byday ! slialE be well Ilhe.
Fartlien tie night viii ~ ihan pay
The hopeless longing oitl,eday.
THE CIlOWsNEsT GHOST.
II wohldbs almost impossible e
any one more entirely de.
void of spperssiti0n than myself.
when | was seseni
teen years old an event happened
which caused,me toibelieFe mine d
5aunted liza ! gas staying u
Paris at The house Of my guardian,
Sir Charles G., aud dressing for
my first ball-a ball at the English
Embassy. My dress, a triumph Of
Patisian taste, had been fastened,
and l stood before the glass while
my maid arranged the flowers in
my hair. A splendid bouquet lay
beside my gloves aud fun upon the
toilet.table.
"Ah, no@mademoiselle is sbcauti!
full" exclaimed my maid justine,
in French, as she stepped back to
survey her work admiringly. (
blushed with pleasure. 1t was
the first compliment that had been
paid me, and my glass told me il
was true,
u wonder who sent me these
ilowers2" l said, taking up the
bouquet preparatory to leaving the
room.
"AIadsmoiselle will doubtless dis
cover her admirer among her part.
ners to night was the girls re
ply.
AT this moment there was a
knock at the door. A telegram
was handed 10 me.
"Mrs. Northcqte is dangerously
| ill, and wishes to see her step.
daughter betore she dies"
Startled, dismayed, but beyond
all measure vexpd at receiving
such an unlimely message, i drop.
ped the paper upon the floor
"Bring me a railway guide-quickl
| said to Justine,
Mrs. Northcote vas my step.
mother, but we had never met
My father had lhade a mesallianCe
out in India by taking ahalfoastc
for his second wife, and when h,
died he left to his widow, for hel
life, the family estate Of Grows
nest" to which he had only jusl
succeeded. | found By the railway
guide that il | changed my dress
with speed there was time to catch
the last train tina: nighIfrom Paris
By noon next day / should reach
Dashshire, in which county Crows
nest is situated.
"Jpstine," l cried, exciredly
"bring me my travelling dress. You
must 60 with nc tonight 10 Eng
land"
"Mon dieu, mademoiselll Woulc
you take of that ravishing dress
tina! suits you to such marvel
Would you give up the ball -2'
Once more l looked at my re
Election in the glass. Once more
took up the railway timetable t.
study its contents. At nine O'Clock
next morning there was another
train. 4 4 = Meditatively
raised the bouquet to my face. Who
was it said: "The woman who hesi.
tatos is lost2" The sweet perfume
of the tiowers permeated my senses.
Who had sent them? Curiosity
prevailed. l would wait till the
morrow, go to the ball, and solve the
mystery. Sir Charles and Lady
c. were waiting for me when
descended the stairs. l did not say
anything about the telegram; we
entered the carriage and we were
driven to the Embassy.
The ball was brilliant in the ex.
treme, and | completely intoxica
ted with the adulation / received.
"La jolie AnglaisolT "Tho new de
butantel" was on overybody's lips.
The night was half over before !
even remembered the avowed OBJ.
ject Of my deferred departure for
England-namely, to discover the
sender Of the flowers.
"of what were You thinking so
profoundly, Miss NorthcoteH" asked
a gentleman, in q way that made
me start The speaker wac Mr.,
Weston. He had been introduced
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