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M M 0, W, FAIIUmOTHElt ft CO., Proprietors. AUBURN, "1 i NEBRASKA. IN J) II HA Ma. In 1 roams whon nights uro cold nnd winter winds nro blowing, When tho hour frrst on I ho house-top (flit ters lit thu jmlo moon's honms, Old summer tlttyn oomo Imok, with Juno's gain rosea glowlnif, In d roams, In drowns you wnnilor with mo bosldo tho rest less river. Where tho willows kiss tho surface till tho troubled wntoridonms; And I watch tho sunshine on It whero tho vrcoplnir willows qulvor In droning. In dronms your soft volco hnunts moj nnd your lovo speech low nnd tondor, As I bond my head to Ihton, Jlko an murd'u whisper seems. Thcro Is duw upon tho urns thoro; and I catch tho mornfiiff's splendor In druams. In drenms no fnto divides us; you nro initio to lovo forovor. How tho wild birds slwr around us, nnd tho iroldon sunllttht stronms I Lovo Is mirrored In your eyes ni tho willows In tho river, In drenms. In drenms, In dronms wo part not. Tho day dawn and tho morrow May take you; but oach morning with tho dreamer's vision irlonms: You am initio wlion night recalls you with your young heart free from sorrow In dronms, A. ft (JonUm, Our Continent. THE LAWYER'S SECRET. By D. L. Fnrjoon, Author of "Brond, Chooso and Kissos." CHAl'TKIt V.-Continukd. By tho train which arrives lioro at half-past Jivo," lio Haiti, Htill not looking up; "or Hlioulti reach horo by that timo, ratlicr, for it's generally hvo minutes late." "You hnvo boon horo hIiico six o'clock?" "Since ton minutes to .six, my dear Ellinor. 1 gave my valiso to ti portor, and walked ovor from tlio station in a quarter of an hour." "You havo been hero since six, and have never told mo of your arrival, uover .shown yourself in tho house!" "I havo shown myself to Sir Lionel. I had some very important business to arrange." "Important businossP" slio asked. "Yes, to prepare for this journey to Paris, which you aro so bent upon tak ing." A crimson Hush sulTiisod hor face, as she exclaimed: "Mr. Dalton!" " Yes," ho said, quietly, folding and sealing a letter as ho spoko, " it is very contemptible, is it not? Coming unex pectedly into the houso by the con servatory ontranco, which, as you know, to anyone arriving from tho station, naves about two hundred yards, I heard, hiYuhttiUirlVy, a part oi a conversation, which had so great an ell'oot on mo as to induce mo to remain where 1 was, and, involuntarily, hoar the remainder." " A listener?" she said, with a sneer. ' Yos; it is on n par with all tho rest, in it notP An avaricious man, a monov grubbing misor; or, perhaps oven worso a dishonest speculator with tho money of othor people. 0, Ellinor Dalton, if ovor tho day should come (heaven for bid that 1 should wish to haston it by an hour) whon 1 shall bo free to say to you about half a dozen words, how bitterly you will regret your expressions of to-day. But I do not wish to re proach you; it is our bad fortune, yours and mine, to bo involvod in a very pain ful situation, from which, perhaps, nothing but a rupture of tlio chain which unites us could extricate us. You have, taken tho initiative. You would leave mo, and return to your aunt, in Paris. So bo it. Go!" "Mr. Dalton!" Somothing in his manner, in spito of her long-cherished prejudices against him, impresses nnd nffoots her, and sho fltretchos out hor hand, doprocatiugly. "Go, Elllnort I, too, am weary of this long struggle; this long conllict with' appearances, which, in spito of myself, condemn mo. 1 am tired to tho very heart of these perpetual appoals to your generosity and confidence tired of trying to win tho lovo of u woman who despises mo." "Mr Dalton, If if I havo miscon- Htrued" sho says, with a tondornoss unusual with hor in addressing hor husband. ".'you havo misconstrued!" ho ex claimed, passionately. "No, Ellinor, no! it is too lato now for explanations; besides, I could give nono better than those you havo already heard too lato for reconciliations; tho breach has been alowly widening for three long years, and to-night I look at you across an im jiassablo abyss ami wonder that 1 could have ovor thought, as hoavon knows I ouco did, of ultimately winning your lovo." Thoro aro tears in his voico as ho aays theso last words, and tho emotion, ao strango to tho ordinary mannor of tho young barrlstor, affects Ellinor vory much. "Mr. Dalton! Honry!" "You wish logo to Paris, Ellinor. You shall go! But tho man who aocompanios you thithor must bo Honry Dalton!" " You will take mo thoroP" sho asks. " Yos, and will place you under your aunt's protection. From that moment your aro froo of mo forever. You will havo about two hundrod a yoar to llvo upon. It is not much out of throo thousand, is UP" ho said, laughing bit terly 5 " but I give you my honor it is all I can afibrd, as I shall want tho rest for mysolf." Ho looked at his watch. "A quarter past twelve," ho said. Wrap yoursolf tip warmly, Ellinor, It will bo ji cold journey. I will ring for tho people to tako your trunks down to tho carriage." "But Honry," sho took his hand in hers; " Honry, somothing in your man nor to-night makes mo think that I have wronged you. I won't go to Paris. I will remain with you. I will trust you." Ho pressed tho littlo hand lying in his very gently, and said, looking at her gravely and sadly, with thoughtful blue oyes: " You cannot, Ellinor! No, no, it is far better, beliovo mo, as it is. I have borne tho strugglo for three years. I do not think that I could endure it for another day. EllisP" ho said, as tho lady's maid entered tho room in answer to his summons. " You will soo that this letlor is taken to Mr. Horace Margravo, immediately, and then look to thoso trunks being carried down stairs. Now, Ellinor, if you are ready?" Sho had mullled herself hurriedly in a largo velvet cloak, while hor maid brought her her bounot, nnd arranged tho tilings which sho was too agitated to arrango herself. Sho stopped in tho hall, and said: "1 must say good-bye to Horneo Margravo, and explain this change in our plans." "My letter has done that. ElHnnr. You will not speak ono word to Horace Margrave while I am beneath this roof." "As you will," sho answers, submis sively. She has suddenly learned to submit to, if not to respect, hor husband. Henry Dulton is very silent during tho short drive to tho railway station, and when thoy alight ho says: "You would like to have Ellis with you, would you not?" Sho assents, and her maid follows hor into the carriage. It seems as if her husband wore anxious to avoid a tele-aide with her. Throughout the four hours' journoy, Ellinor finds herself involuntarily watch ing tho calm, grave face of hor husband under tho dim enrriago lamp. It is im possible to read any emotion on that smooth, fair brow, or in thoso placid and thoughtful blue eyes; but she re members tlio agitation 'in his voico as ho spoko to her in her dressing-room. " He is capable of somo emotion." sho thinks. "What if after all I should really have wronged him? If thoro should bo some othor key to this strango mystery than meanness and avarice? If ho really loves me, and I have miscon strued him, what a wretch ho must think mo!" Tho next evening, after dark, thoy arrived in I'nris; and Kllinor found her self, after an interval of nearly four years, once more in her aunt's littlo drawing-room in tho Ruo Saint Domi nique. Sho was received with open arms. Henry Dalton smoothed ovor the singularity of her arrival, by saying that it was a visit of his own suggestion. " Everything will explain itself at a future timo, Ellinor; for tho present, lot ours bo thought a temporary separation, i would not wluli to alarm your poor aunt!" " You shall havo your own bod-room, Ellinor," said hor aunt. Nothing has been disturbed since you loft us. Look!" nnd sho opened the door of a littlo apart ment loading out of tho drawing-room, In which orinulu clocks, looking-glasses and pink curtains very much prepon derated ovor rnoi-o Mibstnntinl articles of furniture. "But you aro looking vorv ill, my dear child," sho said, anxiously, as El linor pushed away tho untasted plate of cold chicken which hor aunt had per suaded hor to try and eat. "You are really looking vory ill, my dear Ellinor!" "My journoy has tired mo a little; if you will excuse mo, aunt. It Is nearly olovon o'clock " "Yos, and rest will do you more good than anything. Good-night, my dar ling child. Lisotte you remember Li zetto shall wait upon you exclusively, till your own maid gets accustomed to our foreign ways." Wearied out with a day of incessant traveling, Ellinor slept soundly, and, It'll 1 til I ftllil Itlivf mt!w. f .... .. .1 1 u waking tho next found her aunt seateil by hor bedside! " My dear girl, you look a great deal hotter after your night's rest. Your husband would not disturb you to say Good-by,' but has loft this lottor for you." "Is Mr. Dalton gono?" "Yes; ho said ho had most important business on tho somothing, and u cir cuit," said her mint vaguely; "but his lottor will no doubt explain all. Ho has made every arrangement for your com fort during your stay with me, my dear Ellinor. Ho seoms a most devoted hus band." " Ho is vory good," said Ellinor, with a sigh. Hor aunt loft hor, and sho opened tho letter opened it with an anxiety sho could not repress. Hor life had become so entirely changed in theso few oventful days; and in spito of hor indifference, nay, dislike to Honry Dal ton, sho felt helpless and unprotected now that sho found herself abandoned by him. Sho could not refrain from hoping that this lottor might contain somo explanation of his conduct somo offer of reconciliation. But tho lottor was vory brief, and did neither: 'My J)baii Er.MNoa: Whon you rocolvo theso fow linos of farewell, I shnll bo on my way back to Kiifrlnnd. In complying with your wish, nnd restoring you to tho homo of your youth, 1 hopo nnd bollovo thnt 1 hnvo noted lor tho boat. How muoh you hnvo mlsundor Blood mo, how untlroly you luiva inlstnkon my motives for tho lino of conduct which 1 hnvo boon compelled to uriopt, you may novorknuw. How much I hnvo suliorod from this torriblo inlHundoratnndliiff on your purt. It would bo Impossible for mo ovor to loll you. Hut lot this blttor past bo forirotton; our ronds In life houcoforth llo entirely sopnrnto. Yot, If nt nny future hour you should ever como to nocd nn advisor, or an earnest nnd disinterested frlond, I must Implore you to nppcnl to no ono but llKNiir Dalton." Tho lottor foil from hor hand. "Now, now I am, indeed, alono. What havo I done," sho said, "that I should havo uover been truly and sincerely bolovodP Tlio victim of ft niarrlago of interest! It is vory bitter. And tho man tho only man I could have loved no, no, tho thought of his indlfleronco is too painful." CHAPTHIt VI. UOItACR MAHOItAVr.'fl CONIT.flSION. Lifo in tho Faubourg St. Germain scorned vory dreary to Ellinor after tlio brilliant London society to which sho had been accustomed since her mar riage. Hor aunt's visiting list was vory limited. Four or five old dowagers, who thought, thnt tho glory of the world had departed., with tho Bourbons, nnd that Franco, In tho van of tho great march of civilization, was foremost in a demoniac species of dance, leading only to destruction and the erection of a now guillotine upon tlio Place do lo Revolution; two or three elderly but creditably preserved aristocrats of tho ancient regime, whoso political princi ples had stood still ever since 178:1, and wiui Hoiuowuai resoinnieu ormolu clocks of that period, very much ornamented and embellished, but entirely powerless to tell tho hour of tlto day; three or four vory young ladies, educated in con vents, and entirely uninterested in any thing beyond M." Lamartino's poetry, and tho manufacture of point lnco; and ono terrifically bearded and mustach ioed gentleman, who had written a vol ume of poems, entitled "Clouds and Mists," but who had not yot been so fortunate as to meet with a publisher this was about the extent of tho visiting circle in tlio Ruo St. Dominique; and for this circle Ellinor' s aunt sot apart a particular evening on which she was visible, in conjunction with can snerec, rather weak coffee, and wafer biscuits. Tho vory first day of Ellinor's visit happened to bo the day of her aunt's ro coption, and it seemed to her as if tho tiresome hours would never wear them selves out, or the equally tiresome guests take their departure. She could not help remembering how different every thing would havo been had Horace Mar gravo been present. How ho would havo fought ho battle of the tiers ctat with tho white-headed old partisans of the departed noblesse; how lie would havo discussed and critically analyzed Lamartine's "Odes" with the young ladies from tho convent ; how he would have flattered tho vanity of the bearded poet; and regretted tlio Bourbons with tho faded old dowager. But ho was away gono out of her life, perhaps, en tirely. "I shall never seo him again," she said; "that dear and honorable guardian, in whoso caro my dead father left mo." The next day she wont witii her aunt to tho Louvre, to seo tho improvements that had been mado beneath tho sway of that new ruler, who had already began his work of regeneration in brick and mortar. The pictures only wearied her; tho very coloring of tho Rubens' seemed to havo lost half its glowing beauty sinco sho had last seen them; and Mario di Medici, florid and resplendent, bored her terribly. Many of tho recent ac quisitions slio thought frightfully over rated, and sho hurried hor aunt away from tho splendid exhibition before they had been there half an hour. She made a fow purchases in tho Palais Royal; and loitered for a little timo at a mil liner's, in tho Ruo do l'Echollo, discuss ing a now bonnet, and then declared herself thoroughly tired out with her morning's exertions. Sho throw herself back in the car riage, and was vory silent as they drove homo; but suddenly, as they turned from tho Rue do Rivoll into tho open spaco betweon tho Tuilories and tho Louvre, they passed close to a hackney coach, in which a gontleman was seated, and Ellinor, starting up, cried out: "Aunt! my guardian, Mr. Margrave. Did you not seo him? Ho has just this moment missed us in a hackney coach." Sho pulled tho check-string violently as sho spoke, and lmr aunt's coachman stopped; but Horace Margravo was out of sight, and tho vehicle in which ho was seated lost among tho crowd of carriages of tho same discription, rat tling up and down the bustling street. "Never mind, my dear Ellinor," said hor aunt, as Ellinor, lotting down tho carriage window, looked eagerly out: " If you aro not mistaken in tho faco of tho person who passed us, and It really is Horace Margravo, ho is sure to call on us immediately." " Mistaken in my guardian's faco! No, indood. But of course ho will call, as you say, aunt." "Yos; ho will call this evening, most likely. Ho knows how seldom I go out." " What can havo brought him to Paris?" thought Ellinor. "1 know ho would rather stun mo than seek mo out: for. sinco the coolness between mn and my husband, ho has always seemed to avoid me; so 1 can havo nothing to do with this visjt. But suroly ho will call this evening." All that evening and all tho next morning slio constantly expected to hear tho lawyer' name announced, but still he did not como. "Ho had im portant busbies to transact yesterday, perhaps" slio Untight, "and ho may bo employed this morning; but in tho evening ho issuro to call." After dlnnor eho sat by tho low wood flro In hor autt's littlo drawing-room, turning over tlu leaves of a book which she had vainly Indoavorod to road, and looking ovory liomont at tho tiny buhl clock ovor tho culmnoy; but tho evening slowly drngged'ltsolf through, and still no Horaeo Margrave. Sho expected him on tho following day, but again only to bo disappointed; nnd in this mannor tho weak passed, without hor hoaring any tidings of him. "Ho must havo loft Paris!" she thought; "loft Paris without onco call ing horo to seo mo. Nothing could hotter testify l3 uttor Indifforoneo." she added, bitterly. "It was no doubt only for my fathor's sake that ho over pretended any Interest in tho friendless orphan girl." t The following week Ellinor went with hor aunt onco or twice to tho opera, and to two or three reunions in tho Fan-' bourg, at which lrtsr hantlsomo faco and elegant manners mado somo sensation; ! but still no Horaeo Margrave! "If ho had been in Paris, wo should havo scon ! him, most likely, at tho opera," thought ; Ellinor. That week elapsed, and on the Sun-' day evening Ellinor Dalton sat alone In ! hor own room, writing a packet of let- to.ra to Hnmn frimiiln in Kncrlnnil. wlmn I - ... . ......... ...v..v ... u... ....... ...BV she was interrupted by a summons from her aunt. Somo ono wanted hor in the drawing-room immediately. Somo ono in the drawing-room, who wanted to seo her? Could it bo her guardian at last? "A lady or a gcntlomnnP" she asked of tho servant wlio brought her aunt's message. "A lady a Sister of Mercy." Sho hurried into the drnwincr-room. nnd found, as tho servant had told hor, a Sister of Mercy in conversation with her aunt. "My dear Ellinor, this lady wishes you to accompany hor on a visit' to a sick person; a person whom you know, but whoso naino sho is forbidden to reveal. What can this mystery mean?" "A sick person, who wishes to see mo?" said Ellinor. "But I know so fow people in Paris; no ono likely to send for me." "If you can trust me, madame," said tho Sister of Mercy, "and if you will accompany mo on my visit to this per son, I believe your presence will bo of great service. Tho mind of the invalid is, I regret to say, in a very disturbed state, and you only, I imagine, will be able, under Heaven and tho church, to give relief to that." "I will come," said Mrs. Dalton. "But, Ellinor" exclaimed her aunt, anxiously. "If I can bo of any service, my denr aunt, it would bo most cruel, most cow ardly to refuse to go." "But, my dear child, when you do not know tho person to whutn you aro going." " I will trust this lady," answered Ellinor, "and I will go. I will throw on my bonnet and shawl, and join you, madame," sho added to the Sister of Mercy, as she hurried from the apart ment. "When thoso girls onco get married, there's no managing them," murmured Kllinor's aunt, as she folded her thin white hands, bedecked with a great many old-fashioned rings, resignedly, ono ov'cr tlio other. "Pray do not let them detain her long." slio continued aloud, to tho Sister of Mercy, who sat looking gravely into the few embers in tho littlo English grate. "I shall suffer 1110 most excruciating anxiety till I seo her safo homo again. " Sho will bo perfectly safo with me, madamo." "Now, madame, I am quite at your oorvlcu," oiilil Kllluur, re-entering. In a few moments thoy wore seated in a hackney coach, and rattling through tho quiet Faubourg. "Are wo going far?" asked Ellinor of her companion. " To Mourico's Hotel." "To Mourico's? Then tho person I am going to seo is not a resident in Paris?" "No, madamo." Who could it bo? Not a resident in Paris. Somo ono from England, no doubt Who could it boPJIor husband, or Horace Margrave? Theso were thu only two porsons who presented them selves to her mind, but in cither case, why this mystery! Thoy readied tho hotel, and tho Sister of Mercy herself led tho way up stairs into an inclosed hall on tho third story, whero sho stopped sudden ly at tho door of a small sitting-room, which sho entered, followed by Ellinor. Two gentlemen, ovidontly physicians, stood talking in whispers in "the em brasure of the window. Ono of thorn looked up at seeing tho two women outer, and to him tho Sister of Morcv said. Your pationt, Monsieur Dolvillo?" " Ho is (piiotcr, Louise Tho deliri um has subsided; ho is now quite sensi ble, but very much exhausted," replied tho physician. "Is this tho lady?" ho added, looking at Ellinor. "Yes, Monsieur Dolville." "Madamo," said tho doctor, "will you favor mo with a fow moments' con versation?" " With pleasuro, monsieur. But first, lot mo imploro you, ono word. This sick porson, for mercy's sake, toll mo his namoP" "That I cannot do, madamo; his namois unknown to mo." "But tho pooplo in tho hotel?" " Aro also ignorant of it. His port manteau nas no address, lie eamo most probably on a Hying visit; but ho has been dotained horo by a vory alarm ing illness." "Thou let mo soo him, monsieur. I cannot enduro this susponso. 1 havo reason to supposo that this gontlomnn is a friend who is vory dear to mo. Lot mo seo him, and then 1 shall know tho wor3t." "You shall seo him, madamo. in ten minutes. Monsieur Lcruco, will you proparo tho pationt for an interviow with this lady?" Tho othor doctor bowed gravely, and oponod a door loading into an inner apartment, which ho entered, olosui" tho door carefully behind him. "Madame," said Monsiour Dolvillo, "1 was called in, only throo days ago, to soo tho porson lying In tho next room. My colleague had been for somo timo attending him through a vory difllcult caso of typhus fovor. A fow days ago tho caso bocauio still more complicated and difllcult, by an affoction of tho brain which supervened, "and Monsiour Lc ruco, not feeling himself strong enough to combat these difficulties, considered it his duty to call in another physician. I was, therefore, summoned. I foundf tllO CaSC. as HIV cnllnnnrnn I1111I fnitml ir a most extraordinary one. Thoro was not only physical weakness to combat, but mental depression--mental depres sion of so terrible and gloomy a char acter, that both Monsieur Lcruco and myself feared that should wo oven suc ceed in nrcserviiiL' the lifn nt tl.. nn. tient, wo might fail in saving his rea son." "How terrible! how torriblo!" said Ellinor. "During tho three days and nights in which I have attended him," continued the doctor, " wo havo not succeeded until this evening in obtaining an inter val of consciousness; but throughout tho delirium our patient has dwelt upon two or three subjects, which, though of a different character, may bo by somo chain of circumstances connected into tho ono sourco of his great mental wretchedness. Throughout his wan derings ono nnmo has been incessantly upon his lips." "And that namo is P" "Ellinor Dalton!" " My own namo!" "Yes, madam, your namo, couplod with perpetual entreaties for pardon; nip inrfriviiniiuu rT ri w..j.n. ......... . wrong done long sinco, and scrupulous ly concealed." "A wrong done! If this is the por son I suspect it to bo, ho never, never was anything but tho truest friend to me; but for pity's sake, let me see him. This torture of suspense is killing me." 'One moment, madamo. 1 had some difficulty in finding you, but mentioning everywhere the name of the lady of whom I was in search, I fortunately happened to make the inquiry of a friend of your aunt's. This good, devoted Louise, hero, was ready to set out on her errand of mercy, and I thought that you might feol, perhaps, more confi dence in hor than in mo." At tins momentthc, door of communi cation between tho two apartments was softly opened, and the other doctor en tered. "I havo prepared tho patient for your visit, madame." ho said; "but you must guard against a shock to your own feelings in seeing him. Ho is very ill." "In danger?" asked Ellinor. "Unhappily, yes in very great dan ger!" "Throughout the brief interview with the physician, Ellinor Dalton had said to herself: "Whatever it is that must bo endured by mo, I will bear it bravely for his sake 1 will bear it bravely." Hor handsome faco was white as death the firm, thin lips rig idly locked over the closely-shut teeth the dark and mournful gray oyes tear less and serene, but her henrt. knrl.-..il against her breast so loudly, that sho seemed to hear tlio heavy throb of its every pulsation in tho stillness of the room. Hor worst presentiments wore real ized. 1 Horace Margravo lay with his head thrown back upon the piled-up pillows, and his attenuated hand stretched list lessly upon tho eider-down counterpane which was wrapped about him. His head was bound with wet linon, over which his nurse had tied a handkerchief of scarlet, whoso vivid hue made his white face seem by the contrast still more ghastly. His dark brown oyes had lost tho dreamy expression usual to them, and had tho bright and feverish luster of disease. They wcro fixed, with a haggard and earnest gazo, upon the door through which Ellinor entered. " At last!" ho criod; with an hysterical cry. "At last!" Sho pressed hor hand tightly over hor . beating heart, and, falling on her knees by his bedside, said to him, very quietly: "Horace Horace! what is this P Whv why do I find you thus?" Ho fixed his great lustrous oyes upon her, as ho answered: "What is it, Ellinor? Shall I tell you?" "Yes yes! if you can tell mo with out unnerving yourself." " Unnerving myself!" Ho laughed with a bitter, unnatural cadence "Un nerve myself look at that!" Ho stretched out one thin, half-transparent hand, which trembled like an aspen leaf, until ho let it fall listlessly upon tho quilt. " For four years, Ellinor, I havo been slowly burning out my lifo in ono long norvous fovcr, and you toll mo not to unnerve myself." Ho gave 1110 a restless, impatient sigh, nnd, tossing his weary head back upon tho pillow, turned his face to tlio wall. Ellinor Dalton looked round tho room in which this brilliant, all-accomplished, admired and fascinating Horace Mar gravo had lain for cloven dreary days cloven dreary nights. It was a small apartment, comforta bly furnished, and heated by a stovo. On tho table by the bedside a Book of Hours lay opon, with a rosary thrown across tho pago whore tho reader had left off. Near this was an English Tes tament, nlso lying opon. The Sister of Mercy who had been nursing Horace Margravo had procured this Testamont in his own language, in hopes that ho would bo induced to read it. But tho sick man, when sensible, spoko to hor in French, and whon sho implored him to soo a priest, refused, with an impa tient gesture, which ho repeated when she spoko to him of a Protestant clor"-y-ninn, whom she know, and could sum mon to him. TO UK CONTINUED. Ono of tho opoots of tho intoxicat ing fungus used by tho Tartars is an er roneous perception of spaco. A porson under its iulluonco will take a jump sf. icient to clear tho trunk of a tree when ho only wishes to stop over a straw A. i X r j r I "
