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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
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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
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