Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 25, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 19 December 1874 — Page 2

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPJLE.

(Written tor Tbe Mall.]

YOU SPEAK A

UA[7'B UTH. W-'%

Ym speak an untruth the! yon any thai

?oa

love me,

am the nearest and dmral tl aH—

That in your esteem tbere la no one above ,^ Th#t BooUwrlMM^ fM» bwil CWj«% OiT«ll

Youteii

IN.-

all this while

JPOar

4 %«g ICftOllljK

With the maddening warmth of a *W MIH^ ?U1« cuu4ttiviK» to silent and reason to

Aseping.

And thenuOtte tongue apeak* what in*

You t«U mo yo« tor® hw wtth deepestae mnui-iit year b«*rtya«

Totkm,

a*'And

In tm»» iliifkiifi

Awakening within me a painful emotion, Bty uttering what yon should blush to pre* jy yon Kwfa rich Jewel, say, would yeUtmpairlt

By parpoaely nolUng 11* ownhf jo bright? Hay, would it not rather deugbt fO#fto wear it .. _.

WSth not a ray lost frpmlUdaaaUng light

And am I worth torn than a (iltterlMjwel, Hut idly you'd bring a reproach fo my litwfi And in your blind passion cruet

Destroy my heart "a quiet and tanhhav

Jpve low!, and sttn lovethee-bow batdffc*

All selfish and heartless, and false a*U*» artBat leave mat I cannot lorglve thy trmim-

T-wttfuveth mjr brain

gay bowers of pleasure you

The hearts that untouched would besa(kfed (x iot^» Oh, fond, feeble woman, when temptation meet* you,

Let prudence and parity aound the alarm Remember this fact, when a libertine greet* you—

No man tows the woman he's willing to barm.

One Too Many

BY CHRISTIAN »K1»V

tArnik**»nwmAi#mr»

art, but whose breadth of attainment seconded well his breadth of mind. They arted upon ewh other like flint and steel, and qtilte daBEled aad delighted Esther, sitting so quietly in the back? graood that they almost Jbrgot her pw»ence. The lampught ft»l! clear and bright OR Mr. Frenda*s delicate fbee, with fta pickuasque bemigr of line and tint, aad on the&dded, well-marked premie of hla friend, with itaweU-pcited Mow aad Arm upper lip but there was a abade over the lamp, and tide left te shadow the alteht, girlish figure thaS beaide

spoiled

•iaiBato hand mm taken fttan hia It was only when Mr. DcmA about to take leave thai he lmed to remember her presence. Then b* tamed, andapeiw it^Os htmptty:

Mias French, are y«o ft»d of sswIcT I see yen are about toawtwer 'Yea.'an all young ladiee do answer. Bat wait a moment, and let me explain that I dost Basest m»sla In Um owMnary, bwtanaie In th« elasstcal, MM, AI» yo« of dutif* «aa afraid I mt»t aak yon to define wb£t dsnskaal tmm W answered Katixn.MoMnf. "Uj epportaaitiaa for muskMcoltoreharebeen tetylimited hot I love music wbersver or however I

It, provuM itts ffood. What a moderate proviBaf" ald Mr. Devemli, aadUitt ia fe«a "Well, in Uds Instance twall define olasskml mm•IA to mean an oratorio aa dMIognWaed

totot

anew that astonished him, uftooaseteoa aa he «m «f havtng miA a^tttfUf

or all thliMM* It mwrt be heavenly." -Ho, On the wwtrary, yety earthy iii BMHffwft by bad

of an exeeptlmi, yoift nH«8t SiloW Indeed, I pali hot allow anything o» f|e Ittpd," sbe «j»fd. qnickly and jpflttleindignantly. 1 hupe Mr. Kric ia not likely to ask you to go to the oratorio to-morrow night," said Mr. Devorell, looking with sHiehtlv amused interastathar finahed &ce, "else ir -uall be thrown o^nrboard.**

He is Mr. Byrno," said Eat her, orm?t »n« nun gravely, "and he is not at all Hkely to ask me to go to UM»

pulsesswe

oratorio," she went on with acandki sigh «*f iwiet, for he is in Germany." "He is an old pupil of mine," Mr. French ex plained, "who grew up vrlth Esther like a brother, and i» now studying at Droweldort" »if he wasapupil of youra I atu sure be went to Dusseldorf prepared to do yon credit,*«B5d Mr. D«vWeU, eonrteoaaly, alter which hia interest in Mr. Eric Byrne seemed at an end. will go tO-morrow night, then

le-

-, .. JmisS1-'' 1

f»#U#P***

my heart, fa** 1-V ^t4

Ob manof the world I t^pnod minloo of passion Among the gaj rove, And sacrl Hoe oft on tho altar of pa^loii

BIHMNMMW*

when It Bat Mendslsaehirti riven u-«Hm»wwai«f byaosnarfth»

be very mu^h p^wed if yoa wiM go with ma~4hat la If yw« Iwre no other

well ha*« «dd.

JbronemaMt, andt^ IteUoameiiototitrvyM. "•Oh, pm like

oSTxmm* wry *mt tM*«m

nothtntf torn to hwr

f°£,

French Va«|tlied. H#

waste

he went on, tnniing

very

aed'he net Ml or looked hail ao

ntWIr «4nce Mr. ia kind enough wk y*». Toe kM^*W W«^

em,

to Esther. "I shall call at half-past seven, and 1 must beg yon to be ready. It does not do to be ttohienably late at an oratorio, since people pro there not to look, but to listen. Perhaps yon will be glad to hear that you will have a companion and chaperon. A young lady who Is my ward is going with me, and also her mot tier. You remember Frank Kalaton?" he added, abruptly, looking at Mr. French, who nodded assent. "It is his wife awl daughter I mean. He died, poor fellow! some four or five years ago, and left all his affairs in my hands,"

*Jbm Unmietr'i JPtedoe," *cA. Jhm Btmriijf't

JPfcdjf#,"

CHAPTER It.

Mr. D£Vi»reTl was

goodas ftlS'Wtord

lit another reapect also, for that very evening be looked in upon the diagy apartments ef Mr. French, surprising the lbthe* and daughter in the midat of a very happy tea, and was welcomed with a cordiality which at once eel at rest any question of Intrusion—a cordiality so peridot and graceful that th a moment he was made to Ibrget the ahabblaeas of the room, the dreacioeas of the locality, the haggard fitoe of the fbther and the worn drew of the daughter. He ooohi not doubt tor an Instant that hia old friend was. heartily glad to me Mm: and if Esther had Uiought hte fltee cold that morning, ahe thou^Jt no longer when ahe saw it lighted up wtth the warm glow of ftrault, outspoken kindiMsa. Before the viait was over she was thoroughly charmed with hlrc—*11 the more Earned, too, beeanse he devoted hia attention t« berCtther and had little or nothing te aay to herself all the more repaid for this neglect by the well-nigh forgotten animation that flashed into Mr. French's free and manner Since he had come to this strange city and pionged hito this strange life of privation and straggle he had known very few associates* and literally none who were associates, in the sense of int«!tectoal equality. Therefore it was like (bod to a starving appetite, this sudden encounter with a man cultured and refined like himself—a man whose intelligence had not been narrowed down to one pursuit, nor even to one science or OM

And did you bring order out of chaos? Fbr I imagine it was chaos by that time, considering the pace at which he was going wHn I saw him last-

I did my best," said the lawyer, "and Mrs. Ra&toi^satisfied, I believe. Half-part seven, Miss French. Good-

—e shook hands with Esther and took his departure, followed by her father, who insisted on lighting him down •tsirs, They exchanged a few parting words on the landing, and after that Mr. French came back to the sitting-room, where he found his daughter still nestling by Festus and looking very grave. "Why, petite!" said he, In surprise, what is the matter?"

She glanced np at him, and from the force of habit smiled, though it was rather fidntly.

Nothing is the matter, papa. I—I was onJy wishing that Mr. Deverell had not asked me to go to the oratorio." "What!" said Mr. Frenoh, as inuoh astonished as ft

ITUUI

could be.

Hut I can* wear Mr. Hea»l%ife«ek,'* said ebe.'witb a laugh. No. bot it can boy yon something to wear. I suppose you amid not have a dress made, he pursued, reflectively, "but there areotherthiaga-opera cloaks and the like."

ESKW

who

turning

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WSSB:

to that genUe

BM, ^Tke poor «Mid know* •feoda rma, I really believe I am Jiw Aolv haaewer had«mw«than*

Mr. A-1

*«~i Eric,

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bewilderment. Bad he gone distraught to be talking ofarticlee of fabulous luxury and xBAgnifiwnga i* that sort of

Ml** check must buy me a new pair of nerviceabie shoes, and that is all.* But, Esther—"

You dear, improvidentfltUwr, hush!" Interrupted she "I will not hear another wovd. Wltat matter does it make about the oHgcsrtef should never have dreamed of going if Mr, Deverell had not a*a

tjrmxtf

don't care rtout

it—OKKih. Now, lell me if yon saw my new Mend, th* kind young lady who brought Festus faom*. Was ahe not beautiful?" ..

But Mr. Pmit&i had not teen the charming unknowu. fasUN had been broughf. up by aswrvant, and that was all he knew. After exbausUug this subjeoL iuid theoth^r owweimpwtaat one whtah th* day had ftart»hAed--. the to which the cheek was to be de«**d—EMher yawned, then totwted, imdehsr jslbsr «ood-nl|tht, mad ukhiK iMdeher fntlMr good-night toting Y^tm, went off to bed to 4r«wn of th otatorio, aad think how pleasant It «wM Mto f» if *l» only had mum-

thing t«w««rc

fffWi

I lie might as

The aextMamtaf. after break ftwt, Mr. French put on his overroat, and anaouneed his Intention of going oat, in atone which aUaneed a«y prate* which hla daughter might have been inclined to makeon the ac^ref of Ms cottgh «r^ a at north

erner.

eMhetf,** be

wwftg^lhe check

Mid,

"and

twiaad

wa-ottoaee Hm~

Wilao«--a*Ki m*m twaotbew.

I shall be backaoon, littleooa. HoadWm, ft

a g^«in wknittoaiy^ when come

liadk. thew'irfantyoftlBie.

W.th'thar^hirTW

oftMMi

was

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a wonderful change of mind in five minutes. Why were you wishing it Biienoi. "Otae,out with it!" said he, walking forward. "Yon mist have some reason, I know. What is ii?" "Oh. nothing, really. Only—" "Only what?" "Only I have nothing to wear," said Egher, enunciating that common lament as if she was terribly asluuned, not of the fact, bat of seeming to complain of it. "I shall have to write a note to-morrow and excuse myself," she went oil, "for I have nothing that will do in the least. I was thinking only ol the music, and I did not remember myself until Mr. Deverell mentioned those ladies. Then a vision of how they will look rose up before roe, and I saw myself beside them in my old alpaca, and I —I knew it would not do. It ia not that 1 should hesitate to go that way," she added, eagerly, "for I should only carc for (tie mvsic ©at they would not like it, and Mr. Deverell would be ashamed of me, and—ao it will not do!" "It will do!" said her father, decidedly. He had not forgotten the brightness which came over her ftu» at the first mention of the oratorio, and he was determined that ahe should have this pleasure. "You have surely forgotten that we are rich people now that Henacl'a cheek is lying Is my desk yonder."

Bsther,

wy kr from

betng a youug

lady ofekagant leisure, went U» her dailj miM. which mm ntimemos mmtmu After they were sattefsetorily of she invaded the a^sdlo. dearl what a state he Bkesthings to he la!** thonght she. as gaasd aboat herwfth a womanS fineamsa of aad saw all

the

woefal

inMBt*# Idea

•#w«a

of 'BISMI

.lisonler.

embodied in

"It»r~* Ig^aachaa

astxrtfsA-.'.tarr

aad Imrnad^iely ^i. Jltoaw

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WAS TUB

Theee tears had left no traces, however, when she sat opposite her father at the tea-table that eveulng, dressed in tier white sacque and hat, with her cheeks flushed like mees and her eyes shining likestarse looklug altogether so lovely that it was no wonder Mr. French could scarcely take his eyes from her fine or scarcely oongmtulate himself enough on having given her this pleasure.

Little one," he said, "I must paint you. I ted no Idea bow pretty you were growing. 1 most put you on canvas, so that when you are old you can seo yourself as you were when young and fcir. How shall 1 draw you?" he went on, looking at Iter with smiling pride. "There's history, there** mythology, there's fiction, and there's the calendar of the Church. The world has a wide toll ol female celebrities, Esther. What Would you like to be?—Joan of Aw, Aleestis, Miranda, St. Agnes? Ah, act, I

"Well, what la it?" asked fifcher. She bad sat for a great many different conceptions In her time, so the prospedt of sitting again was not at all exciting. "It Is your namesake, the Esther of the Old iWamcmt," answeied'her fMti«r. "For along time I have been wanting to paint the scene where the queen goes to the king in the coandl-chamber, but the queen was my great difficulty. She most be beautiful and royal, but beautiful less In grandeur than in grace, aud royal loss in magnificence of bearing in the seal of refinement whlnh nature sets she mm* have «®ur»«e and strength, but they must be fatted by

hero. Iff abort* Esther, aha ntnet be such a woman as could only have been 3iKwiro tor tta Immortal glory oT Btriug

hearty «ead*«i»J. Her iwu

TERRS HAUTE SATURDAY' EVENING MAIL.

nram,

to poor Mr. French when ho came back In an hour or two and saw a flushed, triumphant goddess of order flourishing a feather brush in every direction over his paints and easels. Perhaps at another moment he might have given expression to his dismay, but just now his mind was full of a more engrossing subject, and he only callod the amateur housemaid into the next room. "Look at these things, Esther," he said, with something of a culprit's tone in his voice. "See If they will do to wear to the oratorio to-nignt." liepointod to a table as ho spoke, and Esther looked. What she saw there absolutely struck her dumb. A white sacque ol some rich, heavy material cut into fanciful shape and trimmed elaborately, a velvet hat with curling plumes, and a pair of dainty p^arl-colored gloves with an apparently infinite number of buttons.

Oh, papa," she cried, recovering her voice at last, "you have not—surely you have not been extravagant onough to b»iy those expensive things? Oh how good von are! and bow exquisite they are! But oh, how much they must have cost! Papa, papa, why did you do it?" "I did it because I am determined that vou shall have a little pleasure for once/' said Mr. French, obstinately. "Put tbem on. Let us sec how they look."

But, oh! bow uutch they must have cost!" repeated Esther. "Fifty dollars, if not more, and you need a new coat so badly," 1 cau do without the coat, and will be glad to do without it if you will only

five

over reproach and look pleased, as thought you would be." "I am pleased—oh, papa, you know I am pleased," she crlea, aud she threw herself into his arms and kissed him again and again. After that she said not a word more about the cost, but put on the sacque and hat, and charmed biin by her admiration of them and the manner in which they becomo her. The power of making sacrifices Is rare, no doubt, but the knowledge when and how to accept sacrifices fi, among generous natures, rarer still. But Bke a great many other things, it came to Esther as by right divine. She never after this made a single demur about the extravagance, or hinted that the money thus spent might have been more judiciously employed. She recognized the ardent denire to give her pleasure which was the moving spring of the improvidence, and she could not eh«w that it was more pain tban pleasure which had been bestowed. But when her father went contently to his painting, and she gathered her new possessions into her arms and took them to her own room, there were not a few tears dropped upon them—tours less of regret than of that yearning love aud pity which is almost, if not quite, the most hopeless Buffering of this hopelessly sniftering world.

HORHOR-BTBICKRN FACE OP KSTHER.

J** eifthot think that I

would do for this conception Yea, I think you would. You, too,

that belonged to "French, Artist. There earne a quick peal at the bell, answered by JSttthcr's little inaid-of-all-work, and in another moment f. Deverell stood in the fitting-room shaking bands with Mr. French «nd telling Esther that sbo was in excellent time. He had a cluster of thrtee or four flowers In bis band, which he gave to the latter after oue quick glance at her costume. 1 thought you might like them," he said. "Flowers are rare at this season, aud these are pretty, I think."

Pretty 1" said Esther. She could not say more, but she took them in a raptu'ro of silent delight. They Were ail that w*s needed to complete her happiness, these dear associates of her past life from whom she had been separated so long, and whose familiar fragrance sent, a thrill through her. She was so occupied with tbem that ahe forgot to thank Mr. Beverell for his kind consideration, and Indeed almost forgot him until he said: "As yon seem quite ready, Miss French, perhaps we had better go. It is something of a drive to the opera-house, and Mrs. Ralston ind her daughter are waiting below."

Esther assented at once, though the mention of Mrs. Ralston and her daughter threw her Inte a slight tremor. She controlled it, however, bade her father good-night, was bidden by him to enjoy herself, and went down stairs with Mr. Deverell lighted by the little maid, win.-, was so much absorbed in admiration of the white sacque that she came very near setting it on fire.

When they reached the carriage, there was a suimmor of silk within, two dain-tily-gloved hands were put forth to grasp Esther's, and two voices acknowledged Mr. Deverell's introduction. The first of these voices was quite strange to the young girl, but her ear was too nicely adjusted to narmony not to recognize tne socond as one she had heard very lately. She uttered an exclamatiou, then recovered herself and spoke eagerly:

Excuse me, but I am so glad ta meet vou again and to be able to thank you. 1 cannot be mistaken," she went on. "You are the kind young lady who brought Festus home, are you not?" 1 am thepereon," answered the same pleasant voice, with a slight ring of brusqueness in it, which had accosted her tho day before—"I am Hortense Ralston, that is: and I can return your oompiiment, for I am glad to meet you again. I hope the little dog ia better. Will you sit here and tell me about him?"

Esther was very glad to sit whf-rever such a frank, warm tone invited be& and she gave Miss ltalston quite a bulletin of lx»stus'health.

They had just begun to talk about tho oratorio when the carnage stopped before the brilliantly-lighted entrance of the opera-house. Never having been to a place of public amusement but once or twice In her life, it was all very new and very dansling to Esther—all one with the fragrance of the flowew in ber hand and the folds of the soft while mantle that enveloped her. She found herself assisted from the carriage aad led across the pavement, with a vision of policemen and carriages aud ladies under the archway of entrance— found Tiorself following In the wake of Mm. Ralston

heavy silk train ub the

broad staircase, acroas a crowded landing. through a wide door into a sea of light and motion, where chandeliers biased down on felr fitces and bright heads, and where the painted curtain yet hung motionless before the stage.

We are In good time," said Miss Ralston, as an usher showed tbem to their Mats. «I am very glad, for I like to be well settled before, the music begins. An opera-glass? Oh dear me, mamma! what do I want with an opera-glass? I only want my score, if you please, Mr. Deverell,.*

Mr. Deverell gave her a large, flat book which he had brought from the carriage, and Esther, glancing at Ita little curiously, saw ttmt It was a score ot the oratorio. She had an almost irreKlstiblc longing to look at it, but was too well bred to say so. Only, as It chanced ber eyes saidU forbor, aud Miss Ralston understock them.

Would you Ilka to eee It?" ahe said. Some people don't care to follow the music, only to bear it, but like to have the score. This is a good one. I got it In Munich."

She offered the book, and Esther took It lor although she w*» one of the people who do not cars to follow the music, wily to bear It* navertheleaa, a longing to

It first, to grasp some faint connection *f it. so that she might iwt be quite overwncltned when the divine harmonies rushed upon her. So she tamed over the leawss, catching bare and there taiftmenia of the grand melody which pulsates through the whole like a Titan pulse, until at taut, by a mere chance, she turned over two or

would have shrank and fkltercd an she mere chance, ,.. bat you, too, would have gone for- tww? at unce, Mid found herself looking

*ttd te the fulfilment of your purpone it one of the fiy-leavea, on which was

all tbe braver end stronger because able written, bmsd s?id black, tho name or 8 ty-*i* col mns. On lyf 1.20 *T «*f, "Eric %rne." ,s ,»-!age prepaid. Noduwonntsfrom this ••Takecare said she,laughing: "you She uttored an cxclamafion—it would

will anoii me with such eompUmenta." have been wareely possible for her to THE DAILY SUN.—A large fourstarted and tameaher heed fell in doing so and tfai* pega newspaper of twenty eigh» oolnmne. auteklyi "!a not that a carriage? Yen, made Mlas Ratston turu rmmd again- J»,jjy circulation over 120,000. All the r^iuopped." a/for cents. Subscript ion, postage

It wan a carriage, *bfch W eyes know Erie?" pf'P»id,J6 cents a month, or &50 a

ed the young lady, aomewhat surprised, toough a glanoe at the b$ok showed hcrthe fbune tie which Esther was polnthm. "We met htm in Munich. Is he a friend of yours?"

A friend!" was the quiet reply. "He ia my brother."

Your brother!" repeated the other, in a tone of halfincreduloua amaseiuent.

I don't mean my real brother," said Esther, flushing a little under tbe keen eyes lacking at her "but 1 have known him all my life and I love him aa if he was my brother ten times over."

You are candid, at all events," said Miss Ralston, smiling slightly.

Candid about rl o?" said Esther, wtth a laugh. Why should I not be? Aud to think you know him! How strange—n

But Miss ltalston's lilted hand stayed the words on her lip, for at that moment the curtain rose and the singers burnt forth with a grand opening chorus, "Arouse, ye sleepers." From that moment even Erie was swept from Esther's remembrance. She could not criticise ar discriminate, she could not tell what was well or ill rendered, what euited or did not suit her taste, for she was borne away by tho tide of narmony that swept aver her, until earth seemed fading away beneath her feet and heaven itself open ed to her gaze. It was a new world she bad entered, a new realm of enchantment, and the cool natures looking on smiled to

one another as they watched her eager

absorption,

as they saw how

the tide of the master's noble melody seemed bearing her farther from them into tbe wide sliver of light and

life

which we call music.

When it was all over, it was still a dream to her. She spoke to them, answered them, knew that she was leaV' ing the enchanted palaoe of tones behind her, that she had entered tho carriage and was being driven home but too sense of realityhardly came back to her until she found Mr. Deverell assisting hur to the ground before the well known flight of stops that led to her father's rooms, and heard Miss Ralston telling her that she would call to see her soon. Then sho recovered herself sufficiently to make fitting acknowledgementa for tho pleasure she bad enjoyed, and to beg Mr.deverell not to mount the flight of stairs. "Indeed, can go up alone, she said. But he persisted ingoing alpo, and the two ladies in tbe carriage wrapped their clcaks about them and resigned then selves to a short period of waiting. "1 hope he will not be long," said Mrs. Ralston, with a yawn "I'm dreadfully sleepy." Then there was a moment or two of silonce. Just as she uncloscd her lips to speak again, a sudden wild shriek rang out an the night air, bursting out of the silenoe like some awful death cry, or the voice of some agony greater than death, and then dying down into silence again.

The next moment the rattle of a polioeman was heard, and a quick hurrying tread came down the street the next moment, also, Hortense Ralston was out of the carriage, aud had rushed up the steps that led to the artist's studio. The door to which she came was open aad pausing, on the threshold, she saw a sight that he never forgot.

It was the rigid, horror stricken face of Esther, as she knelt by her fkther, who sat in the chair where she had left him three hours before, stone dead.

BE CONTINUED.]

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