Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 9, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 23 November 1878 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

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There's Jane Sophia, And Ann Maria, With Ob&diah,

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And Jane Sophia soprano slnn So high you'd think her voice liad wings To soar above all t-sitiilythings,

When sha^bacisoff on Sunday^ I "i While Ann Marfan

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Kings out lu such harmoulous vplce That sinners In the obureh vejolce. And wish she'd slug till Monday. Then dbadlab's tenor high la unsurpassed beneath the sky Jost hear him sing '-Sweet By and By,"

And you will «ltand wonder While Jedeklah's bass profound, Ooet down so lot And wakes thewhofertmns around,

Like distant rowing thunder. ,s Talk not to us of Pattl's fame, -H Of NicollulXtenoir taiue„, Of Cary alio—but a naipe—

10—but a naipe— ney*s ponderons I

Or Whitney's ponderonsbasso!

They slDg no more like Jane Sophia,

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Thau cat# s'lnit like lpmaso 1 *V-» vfTii' MnSlcaJ Recohl.

MARRYING WELL, •.**

•«y- •»—-f f*? xW£F£Zt!yW CHAPTER I. It was with & delightful feelJng of satisfaction that the infaabitsrnts of ETadiay opened their eves on the morniu October 14thr1009} »A Htild BatiK6f pie black cloud,bad hung along the west at euuset, atfct ^umberles# were the prophecies of storm for the morrow. But the aioruing davyped fair nod cloudless. Some invisible-band hatl'swdpt away every vestige of shadow from the sky, and illtfcmnatMl itffrftn pal6 rnnber fires. A misty amethyst struggled faintly with the goltftm glqw,and lar.away ip the south, diml^ outll'ried against the brightening sky. Mount Holyoke lifted its bared forehead to heaven.

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For days and days, this day Jipd been, thought of, talked of, and speculated upon Upoto (^s^irrteentb daytof October, little Almy JSarnard was to be married to the rich Mr. 4ohnstone, who bad be$)uie ena$rfiydi fcff'her bright fale while on a visit in the neighborhood. And A1 my, scarcely 'more tbda aetrtlci, bad been fbdJaired and bewildered by the pref&ehl* Jf*chislefegan! and cultivated man, so unlike any one she had ever known. The jvooing had beqn short, giving do opportunity for that serious second thought, which,comes.80i often too late.

There were numberless romors afloat, and if one hal# were to be believed, Kent Johnstone, was dot onlyf&buJoa'-di rich, but'of' mg#r'dei$en£ His bearing alone made people wonder that be should raarrry fyd (laugUle^ of tt fnxk farmer. Yet Almy Barnagd was eood and pretty enough Ibti tibfocxfy,' fth&y said. Hut it was easily seen, however, that the groom hplUitynR^f»t»yejttiam| and was not, therefore, particularly pop ular, no ontj baying a spec^l w^ak

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for being eriobneflln tnis'lndbpenc

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up" with soiiiUifi FBIP®€taoV ^ice3,ia APportion or wnfch were feminine pues, and a largp jbrcyoHlq^ p( thpge ypung ones—girls wan fookea at marriage as a sort of dellgbtfpl

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all the commoprte## jia6d JDCWSeness of life into a sortof rosy bliss, over wbo^ft charmed tWftW huog forovef ttifii gAldew aureole of live. And although one* af

were disenchanted surely helcfaHl tbi pt sj|e«t.a»id d^r^abl4 in life* Trom their eyes was mercifully veiled aib the care and 6f wlfenood'and motberlfbod, all" the burden and seapwsibllityy and aohietinWir sorrow bltler^lian death, bo$a oui^of the blis« apd paltl-of W»dlO(cJ{. ,» .!

And so, because God hath ordained.it •thus, their vision is held In s^ft tlluSftw^ and the young, inexperienced feet walk fearlessly and gladly where, if .tkey could see, they would shrink with apprehension, jU[

By hair 'pMtelef«n et«fry Aesftf *Ms filled, and ever* nfMf ewrance created a little ffppld of VKoltehJent, and eager faces were turned expectancy, to tinoj door, and there waa crowding anti whia-' luring, and shy, consoipu^ stnile^ ^aud sometimes blushes, when the eiaet 6yeta eneounfsred tte glafi««« 'that baji power to stir fheirhtimUs, while as unfrersal as the sunshine, and witJi somothlna of its heaitaotnew»rmth,a*plea.sant half aoiile rested ujKn even the gravest faces, making Ihe wlwle hotiie lbdlinct-.witli a sort of pleased delight. One could uot help contrasting th« atmditpbere of the place with its stereotyped Sunday expression —religion la aucb a soldutn tblttg to most people. 'st,

Suddenly there was a little Wlr In tbtf vestibule, then an involuntary hush, and £htfacl»w it) thi» pwrtksulaif drama came* no4-*efesaljj up khe carpeted aisle, and stood btftoM We^Jtiur, the ctjofrregatiou holding their breaths, and coucentratihgall tbe lore© of their beiug. i» tlelr vision. Tl*|e ^aa soft 'tkm tbe deiicatyripekt and a tender light in the clear, eyea, oftho pretty, girlish bride, but- whatever emotion Kent Johnstone tniftbfr %iaVe felt, there was none manifested, if one might except a faint shoW^of hwu&tir, which, being rather habitual to the^'gentleman, was uot particularly noticed. But more than one young fady spectator telt a little th,rlUof envy.at th« good fortune of Almy Barnard, fotf Mr, Johnstone was undeniably line looking, with hie pale, prood ho© and chestnut hair. Besides, he was rich, and that fret invested hitu with rare attractions In many eye* for, moralite aa we may, riches, are desirable. They stand for ao much that la beautiful, they make, properly used, life so full, and sweet and blessed, that one eeaaes to wouder at tbe universal desire to poasesa them.

Theoeremony waa quickly over, and a loae, aa they had cotne, the newly wedded pair le/t she church. This waa the eigQar for the grand loosening of tongue*. Expectation and curiosity bad hitherto kept them *ilent but the play waa over, tbe curtain had fallen, ana talking la order. •I wonder,' said Susan Cabot, aa «ngathered mm on the marriageable butfa —and a somewhat faded one at that— 'what bis folks will say to her. Mr. Oor-

•I hope she will be happv,' Mrs. Henderaon replied, with aliulo sigh, remembering a chapter In ber own past life tor Saaie Henderson itad married 'above her station,' and though she was widowed now, and her husband's family were -rv u-enr—'Xis toward hr-, tome

I t'uybad andt s^-Mbo: taforkirUy In tbe two short y. had lived frith th«oa before Frauk

'They say,' continued SUMO Qabot, 'that Almy wanted Emily and Jdbn Cranston to stand up wittt her but he wouldn't have them. I suppose Jobu couldn't drew fine enougjh! I wouder wliat Lance Russell •willnf'when he bears Almy is married,' 'Perhaps p?.^® have been mistaken in thinking tbere was ever anytbing^etween them. I don't believe—* •No, you never believe anythfng,' was the spiteful interruption. "I never saw anything but what you tried to smooth away, somehow!*

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thfiree girls«n at Once, •didn't Almy look uice? Wfcat 4o yqu auppoaa kaqye^m 3ay?'

And so they poshed and orowded down tbe long atslea, laughing a little, softly, and'wondering if Mr. Johnstone bongistthe wedding dress, and beip quite sure that he did, it was so Hfch ab elpjraat and oomm«ii(ing jppon the cirdOinstCnto' that A4Ien Barnard was not there, bnd contrasting the satinet tsowsera and blue'swalloWTall of I)eiliCon, |Toe with the stylish attire of bis nev son-in-law, and wondering If "BUa^ell would cart touch when be lieAi'9 of Itall intermingled with little criticisms

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family, with odd sorape of information concerning the various 'Uringo' Almy had^ot^and sj^ulatippg fp who paid

In Ihe meantime, Kent Johnstone and

the occasion, followed more slowly by Deacon Joe and his wife and Emily, in a -little, low,- green bottomed--bugey di awn by a dingy white horse, WAO, whatever hls'tgoodf&lnts !alight h'aVe been, was not particularly remarkable for his beauty, or for lus gracefulness as a carriage horse. Altny saw the contrast in the respective 'tbrndots, and suggested they all ride in the coach, but ber father! declared he 'didn't want any toiggera to drive for biqa,' persisted in gqitig'lu hf8 own' carriage, which bad 'oeen good enough for bis father, and wks good enough for hlm,' he said a little stiffly.

In fact, Mr. Barnard vy^s o.oj, altogeth-, er.pleased With his daughter's match, aS good -as it was cbtisMered. In his way, Deacon Joe was as proud as Kent Johnstone, He had tnticf* rather liavfef seen his little Almy tbe wife of a man in his own station in life, pecuniarily,' but he iOffet«d no objections when hfe ftmnd she foVed' the new comer, though a faint ptbmonition of future trouble oppressed hini straugely, and all through the cerembny that day a heavy hand seemed pressing on his heart. Almy was bjs baby—his darling. She had domb to him late in life, add, though the soil was scant and barren, she had blossomed into fare grace and beauty. She was so utterly nnlike his other children, too. "Eipily, his eldest born, was a plain, grave faced, qndemonstrative girl of eight and twenty, with- a supreme contempt for the opinions of the world in regard to the little 'MisMms and courtesles of life.' She bad beoome a member of the Congregational church when she was sixteen years old, and through all of those twelve years hid most religiously eschewed the fashions And follies of the world. She was two years older than Allen, who went to the other extreme, scouting both morals and religion and bringing continual* trouble to them all. Twice bis father's farm bad been imortgaged to pay debts of his contracting, and though he repented often, he never reformed. And yet he was awarm hearted, generous fellow, but with that strange perversity one. often-sees in such natures, he was centlnually bringtrouble upon ail who had anything jpecially a thorn in the flesh' to Emily, seeming

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to delight in shocking her sense of promore than anything else. Only kiniy had any real influence over him, if we may except Lancelot Russell. He /kmld lead and control him when fiyeyy one else failed, arid many a sorrow and disgrace had he averted from bis friends by his power and watchfulness over hdm. vff From tTie first,' Allen bad taken a .strong dislike to Kent Johnstone, and from the very distant manner in which tbe latter treated him, it was evident the dislike waB mutual. And so, on the .wedding day, he flatly refuaod to attend, \awearing that "he would neve* see Almy make a fool of herself by marrying that conceited upstart,' and expressing a strong desire to 'lake a little of the starch out. of him,'in his own peculiar ivuy which, as he was a strong, muscular lellow, might have ended unpleasfmtly -for Johnston®.

He had kissed Almy and .bidden her good-by that morning before Jobtfstone came, and walked hurtfedly away across the ftelds to the shbp, only pausing to look back to the door where she was still standing^ the autumn SunsUlne falling oor hps bright y9Ut)g !aco. A mist rose sufldenly before bife eyes, and «bmething seemed to rise in bis throat

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id choker him* Then he turned4, *band never once glanced back at the bons^ though be felt that (She was still standing there, the sunshine In her lace 4nd In her heart. •1 shall never, see her look like that again,! hefeald huskily, Under his breath.

It was a busy afternoon at tbe farm house. Two large trunks, strapped and labelled, stood in the great square north iroom, and outln the I6rtg kitel table was still standing, with tbesqaroe

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lv tasted dinner bnremovod. Kenny, a little graver and more silent than usual, went out and in, qnletly overlooking everything while her father sat on the low. oaken threshold of tbe back door, bis face burled In his hands. 'Only an hour—only oneUttle hoar, and she will be gonpn-my pretty little darling, *ny precioas Almy,' b# wbisl pered with tremulous lips, while in tbe west parldf Kefit Johnstone' paced restlessly back and forth, and wished with all his heart that tbe boor wait past, and he were clear of them all—all but Altny his beautiful Almy, and for whose lote be had drfred tbe probable disapproval of his family.-. .•

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Almy had stolen up to her chamber— her pleasant south chamber—from which she could see Holyoke*s npi 1 fled ed a moment from ea rest on the iKUiUinr uciuv,

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the distant mot!ntains. Then she slowly withdrew them, a little feeling of homesickness fn ber heart, and turned away. She went round, touching with tender, caressing fingers, every separate article In the dear o!a room—ho^r ae*r, she had never dreamed before!

There was a little chest of drawers, ancient and worn and dingy, standing between the west windows. She paused a moment with her hand on the ltnobs, and then drew out the upper one with a little nervous motion. There tr£r*ftcfeobi hooks with broken covers and frayed edges a Ctar»rti»a Snara, which ahe had sang out of so many pleasant Sabbaths in the village eboir: a little file of "ConiiUats,

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114August 20th, of congestion of tbe Drain, H*r?y, son of Joseph and Mary Barnard, atted 11 years and

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She pressed her lipa reverently to the blurred letters, and laid it back softly. It waa nine year* ago h«i died—her handsome brother Harry—and a little of the old sorrow that wrung her childish heart theu, swept upon the wave of remembrance. She was bnt eight years old at tbetitne, but ahe had not forgotten as children usnally do and when Allen waa reckless and shamed them by hia misdeeds, Harry's pure, bright faoe %l-, ways came up before her, bringing with it, too, a feeling of inexpressible regret. 'He would not nave done so,' she always thought, remembering, hpw different, he bad always been from Allen.

There was a little green papeV box under tbe papers this she took out, and sat down with It in ber lap. There were some half a dozen letters in it, tied together with a bit of blue ribbon a jet ting, fancifully carved a spray of belio: trope, withered and faded, yet retaining a little of its olden sweetnet.8 a soft ring of black, curling hair, and a little papiermache daguerreotype case. She took them all up one by one, coming to this one last. She opened it slowly—almost reluctantly—her pretty white fingers moving tremulously. It was a strong, brave face that looked out of thefaded case a boyish face—it hdd been tak6n five1 years before—but foil of'undeveloped sweetness. There was .a, .tinge of p^le red in the clear olive-.cjieek, and the eyei weve large and dark, With a steady power. In them that '-held' the- gaze. Looking at the wealth of lopwly .curling hair tosaed carelessly back from the high, broad forehead, one knew at once where the jetty curl bad couae from that hf|d laid in the box beside }tj ..

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Almy clasped the picture to her bosom, and leaning over till ber head touched the low bed at her side, she lay a few moments perfectly motionless, save for a little convulsive sob that once or twice shook her slight frame. Then she arose and replaced the picture, and put the box back in its place and felosed the drawer, a faint shadow in the clear gtay eyes—an expression half sadness, half, regret.

A few ihoments after, and she stood in the great north parlor, her cheeks glowing again, and her eyes soft and Bright, listening to he/ husband's Wprds of tenderness and passionate love. Apd, looking in his proud, handsome fa&e, and remembering his birth, and position, and circumstances, all. ^(Immeasurably abbve hers, ebe felt a little •thrill of exultation, not tmmingled with av+e,t at tbe thought that she was *his jvffel The green box, the pictured face, the did memory faded away,

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It'Sedined more like some wild, sweet dream, both the wooing and the wedding, than a real, tangible fact. All the elegant and dainty wardrobe carefully packed' ifi those great trunks seemed like some beautiful vision of fairy land, rather than garments she should ever wear. They were so different from any thing she had ever worn—so different from anythibsf she had 8vfer expected to wean Bnt Kent had said she must-have them* and he had himself selected the dresses in New York he knew so much more about such matters than she did, fotfebe had Hever had asflk Qfe*S befbre in her life, and Emily knew—or earedeven less about it than she. And so she could only gaze in delighted wonder at thfe rich" satin,' and solt, shefiny silks which Kent broaght her, only wondering.how she should ever wear so many 'nice'dresses, and if it would not hav^ befen better to give some of the money to the 'heathen,' as' Emily suggested. But she was greatly pleased with thfem, however, and thought Kent the- most generous and unselfish felkny ip.,

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world to expend so much for her. The hoof of waiting war at fin ebd at last the heavy trunks had been carried out and liftpd into the wagon that, was to convey thera to the Railway station, and the carriage that was to take them to the same place stood already at the front gate, the horses pawing tbe drifted leaves impatiently with their feet. Every thing was ready—only the farewells remained to be said. •God keep you, my child,' Mr. Barnard said, brokenly and then laying his hand on Kent Johnstone's arm, be added: 'Yon have taken fhJm me the best beloved of my heart, my youngest born be gentle and tender With her, I charge you, and God deal by you as you 4eal by her,' his voioe rising clear and solemn at the close.

Emily kissed her sister quietly—she had a horror of scenes and sentiment— but the muBoles about her mouth were twitching nervously, and her lips like ice against Almy'a hot cheeki 'But Mrs. Barnard was calm and serene, too much elated with the good fortdne or her daughter In marrvlng a man of Vrealth and position In society,' to realize how completelv she had lost that daughter. She saw, too, what the others were too overcome with their own emotion to see that Mr. Johnstone was inwardly annoyed and impatient and so when Almy threw her arms about her neck, ahe kissed ber calmly, with smiling lips, and uuwound the clinging arms,* and smoothed back her rurupled balr. and picked a little *hred from the rich velvet cloak, and said good-by without a tremor in her voice. After they were, gone, there was, of cou se, a good cry. 3ut dear Almy oould come to see them

great expense'—'expense' being a great conaideration with her, Mr. Barnard did not look up or speak, and Emily washed the dishes in utter silence.

**7 CHAPTER II. The new bridegroom had oome to Hadley quite by chance. Ah old aoquaintance and friend had gone to Amherst to fill the posifloh of Professor of Hygiene at tbe college. They bad met fn Brookllne some time during the jsammer vacation, and Johnstone bad promised to visit bis friend in August. At Amherst, Johnstone learned that Charles Gordon, an old resident of Riverbeck, lived In Hadley, and he drove over to see him. It waa on a Sunday looming Mr. Gordon bad just gone to church, and thither Johnstone followed bim.

It was one those yellow, hasy days, when nature seems taking a sleet*, and through the open windows the sunshine and the languid air came in, and a soft, dreamy quiet filled tbeplaoe. When tbe first hymn was given out, Johnstone glanoed carelessly op at the gallery. There were, perhaps, a do*en singers, but only one lace attracted bim. This be watched through all the long hymn, the sweet voice matching the sweet faoe perfectly, Kveh af*er tbe last note had died on the «i* It Mnadad aUll to hi* heart, confnalng the somewhat heavy gic of the preacher, and making him „ient and abstracted as he and his friend rode home together over the pleasant country road.

At length the question In his heart found Its way to his lips, and he learned that tbe pretty singer's name was Almy Barnard that her nither waa a deacon of the church, and owned the,farm and tbe two story wooden painted bouse, just visible over the hill, at tbe right or Mr. QordonV

«Ab! tbere'a Abny now,' Gordon exclaimed, just as be had thrown himself into an easy chair by the window. 'And that Is Belle—you remember Belle?—she and Almy are fatnouM friends.'

After this tbe road from Amherst to Hadley grew Bhort, and strangely attractive to Johnstone, and tbe family at RivQfbeck wondered greatly what kept Kent so long and Mamma Johnstone was as annoyed as it is possible for a person of good breeding to be for there were special reasons for wishing bis presence, which she hinted quite broadly in a letter to bim, the letter reaching him just three days prior to his mar-

^or some reason, be had kept the matter of his approaching marriage ,from his family. He was twenty-seven, and 'old enongh to be bis own master,' he said to himself, 'and marry whom he ohose.' So he wrote back at once, tolling them that he Bhould brlng'a wife with him when he came, Which W&iild be in little more than week, and be should expect her to Uq cordially received}., thereby revealing to the shrewd Mrs. Johnstone, that there were reasons why she should not be, and a letter was dispatched by tbe next HM?' (SordpA^llJftuiring, with great minuteness, iuto the circumstances and' Standing of the Barnards. Mr. Gordon could do no less than reply, and he must tell tbe truth, but he said some very pleasant things, wbicty the mere facts did not make neoessary. He wasr painfully conrsciOuis, knowing the Jobnstones aa he did, that these 'facts' would be just w^ thfty would lopk at, quite Ignoring all else hq bad written. And yet he somehow felt that Alurfy's pretty face and warm neart would win a place for ber in the bosom of this haughty family at. le^stbe fyopedso.^r Air nay's sake. Gordon wrote this letter on the afternodn after Che wedding, and felt almost like a traitor to Kent as he did it but he knew some one wonld tell tbem sometime, and perhaps they would not

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ut it in as favorable a light as be bad if be kept silent they might judge more unfavorably.

Meantime Johnstone was tbinkiug) as he was whirled along toward New leaven, whore he ftas to stop over for a day or two, of tbe way in which he should' acquaint bis family with Almy's parentage. He knew what to expect, but he hoped to stave off tbe explanation until Almy's sweet face and artless manners had, won favor, 'No one can help loving her,' he said Inwardly, glancing at the pretty flushed face and downcast eyes, and the dainty little bapd.juat tpuehing bis arm 'and it Will not mattef abou.t her family—I have ndt'niarrted thetrif I shall haye to make Alifay understand that, by and by'—a shadow of disgust crossing his face as he remembered the green bottomed buggy, and the deacon's spare form arrayed in his blue coat arid satinet pants, and Emily going toi the wedding in a striped delaine dress and a straw bonnet fully three years behind the style.

Another thing annoyed him somewhat his mother bad written that JqdgeTfdlmage was dead, and.Francis was stopping with tbem, and had added: 'You know what my wishes are, Kent.'

Yes, be knew^ Hb knew'that ber had thwarted her long cherished bopes. But J)e. loved Almy and he bad married her, and he was glad he had done so bnt he did wish the old Judge4had stayed 1n •Pennsylvaniainstead of going to

Heaven, and that his daughter was with him—in Pennsylvania. He fully intended to stand by Almy, but he knew his mother thoroughly, and despite his twenty-seven years, was a little in awe of'her. But he put the whole subject out of bis mind, and, looking in tbe pretty, face uplifted so trustingly to bis, akd realizing, a little vaguely, that it bad been some sacrifice for her to leave all the friends and associations off her life for a^ home among strangers, he felt a new thrill of exultation in tbe thought that she had loved him well enough to doso.

Then followed a week of quiet, tender Happiness, a week that Almy looked back to afterward aa. a rare, dream ,of paradise, but which she fancied then only the vestibule to the delightful Eden opening before her happy feet.

Two days they tarried in New Haven, and then three more in New Yoi k. It was all so new and Strang® to Altny,*arid her delight was so real and unaffected, that it added freshness, to things long since stale, and Kent Johnstone saw new charms In them all. He caught something of ber enthusiasm, and was less haughty and dignified^ and quite forgot the •'Johnstone ancestry," and even his grand lady mother and her favorite, Mlsd Talmage. It was a novel delight to witness Almy's enthusiasm, to see her cheek glow, and her gray eyes darken and flash, and ber sweet lipf

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row tender and sad, as he sat beside at the opera. And though *be music was old to him, and he knew it half by heart, it caught new meaning and new beauty as it brought aglow to her fresh young faoe. •I suppose Emily would think in me to be here, and father, I don't suppose he would approve of my ooming to a theatre,' she whispered once between tbe acts to ber husband, with a sudden conscience stricken look clouding her face. •What they think or approve of is nothing to you now,' be said, his face darkening a little. 'But I wouldn't like to do what they thought wrong—that is, really wrong, you know,' she answered soberly. •The world does not Judge aa they judge, Almy l—a little impatiently. 'Perhaps not but which is right?' she asked gravely, not noticing the look of annoyance on bis face. 'We won't discuss tbe question now,' be said coldly, and tbe matter dropped but afterward when they were alone in their room, he said abruptly: •Almy, I wish you to forget what your father or mother or sister think of this or that, and not bring up their thing or that, and not bring up opinions as a standard altogether. •But I cannot help it, Kent,' ahe a little tremor in

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plied faintly, voice. .... 'You most help it, Almy!' he spoke firmly, andthere was something in bis tone she bad never heard before.

She was high spirited, and she felt tbe hot blood mount to her forehead, but she did not speak—she dared not trust herself Just then. Almy had always been called "quick" at home, where she had seldom been crossed, and tbe tone and tbe words jarred upon her sensitive temperament. Perhaps he gtteaaed something of what was in her heart, for he changed tbe oon vexation, and perhaps he thought this wonld do for the first lesson.

They had decided to make tbe journey up tbe Hudson by boat, the weather being good, besides Mr. Johnstone wished to stop at Wert Point, where Lieutenant was stationed, who, it was understood, was soon to marry one of the Johnstone girls. Almy made no reply when be mentioned this to ber, but the color wavered and laded in her cheek, and from that time die grew restless and nervous, and lost a little of her gay spirits.

The weather was fine a faint amber haxe hovering over the hills that skirt tbe shores of that beautifol river, while at tbe right tbe long line of railway followed like a shadow.

Kent had written Loverlng to meet him at the landing. Tbe lieutenant bad been bis intimate friend for years, one whose character and judgment he trusted, and whose opinion he considered infallible. He bad been engaged to Dora Johnstone for more than a year, and bad a good deal of influence with his family, and Kent had a vague idea that if he oould enlist Lovering's interest for Almy, they would be more Inclined to endorse her at home.

And so when the boat steamed up to tbe wharf, and Kent caught sight of tbe familiar face of his friend he was conscious of a sudden feeling of relief, and when the plank was thrown out and Lovoring hastened' on board Kent mot bim with eager wltrmth, and presented bim to bis wife with a thrill of pride.

Almy looked Into his face timidly, being somewhat in awe of Lieutetaut Dovering, but extended her hand frankly, a bright tftnil* lighting up her face. 'My new sister,' bis said, smiling pleasantly. 'WhatIs hetf name, Kent?1 •Almy, my dear Ernest,' Kent replied pleased at tbe look of admiration in bis eyes lmy—I like tna „re to be friend* yi 'I should be so glfcd If you would!'

T0Q 'Aimy—I like that." 'May11call you so? are to be friends you know.'

she said SO^ly, the quick tears .springing to her eyes: 'it would seetp so like home.' •Be sure 1 shall fcvfc/R myself of'the privilege then,' be answered with a warm snatle that establisUfd bimatonce in Almy's. good graces, But Kent bit his lips at her mention of "home. It fretted hfm to Bave her so much think of anything belonging to her former

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thankful tbatv you are not a soldier's wife,' he said smiling. But the answering smile on her Hps su,ddenly faded, and a quick pallor spread over her face as she quiqkly turned it away.

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could It mean

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disturbed to think he bad said augbt to paih h^r. But

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heartsomeness in every look and tone of Lieutenant Loverlng,-that Almy was soon won frefm her fembarrassment. 'There will be new attraction now at Riverbeck. I have half a mind to throw up my commission,' l^esaidgayly, when they parted. 'No I shouldn't want you to do that,' she .answered earnestly,, the rich color wavering in her cheek. 'I think a soldier—a true soldier—is to be honored above all other men, because he perils his life for others.'

His bronzed cheeks reddened, and a swift fire sprang into his dark eyes. 'Yes, I know but we are only fair weather soldiers—grown men playing at war, likei children behind forts of snow. What glory is therein that? I half wish there would, be-a declaration of war to-morrow!' 'Oh. ho!' with a quick shudder.

He smiled gravely, the lire fading out Of his eyes, as he batle ber a tender adieu. There was a feeling of commiseration in his heart for her for with subtile intuition be had divined tbe chief .facts as to her former life and sta tion, and" he feared for her home at iv 'She is as. fresh as a May violet,' be said, as he tamed away -•and if I have any- influence, Dora at least shall be gentle with her.'

And so, when Kent told him hurriedly, as he walked downv the plank with him, that Almy had been only a farmer's daughter, but that he loved ber so well that be overlooked that—especially as he intended taking her quite awav from all ber former connections— and risked the disapproval of his family, he was not at all surprised but be said, quite as earnestly as Kent amid have desired: 'I honor you for for it—I honor yoti more than I ever did before'in my life! —and I charge you by all that is sacred, that you be gentle and. tender with heiy always keeping her heart as fresh and sweet as now.' •I will, Ernest I will do all I can to make her happy—my sweet girl!' he exclaimed feelingly. 'But,' be added, after a pause 'of course I wish her to beoome accustomed to sooiety, and tbe thought of her debut makes me a little nervous. I declare, Ernest, it makes the perspiration start to think of toother's searching looks and cool criticisms., And to make it worse. Frances Tallmage is there.' 'So Dora wrote me,' was the quiet answer but the dark eyes were bent with' a quick, searching glance upon bis companion, whose face grew scarle* under

•Confound it! Don't look at me in that way, Loverlng. I did flirt a little warmly with her three or four years ago. I haven't seen her since, you know. But when I remember her perfect savoir /wr«,'and think of Almy's freshness, I fear tbe contrast.' 'I see,' was the grave ana *er. There will be a contrast, a very strong one, doubtless. And I ad viae you not to think of it. Friftbooa Tallmage is nothing to you new •Of oonrse not!' 'Prove it then by your indifferenoe to her accomplishments, and, above all, •void comparing her with Almy. I do not know Miss Tallmage, but I have sbe was very fascinating. I

heard know ... harming, besides. Let that oontpnt you—you will never make a Frances Tallmage out of her, unless you^c&n change ner nature, which God forbid I

Almy is good and

charming, besides.

There were a few hurried words more: then, with a worm clasp oY the banda, tbe two separated. Tbe boat backed off and, swinging slowly round, started up river. At that instant a hand was laid almost roughly on levering a shoulder. •Lieutenant,' a hoarse voice whispered, 'tell ine, for God* take, who fbat woman la.' •It was my friend, Kent Johnstone's vonng bride.' „. •But who wa» ahe—ber nattie was the impatient interruption. •Why, what aita you. Roaaell? Yon look like a ghost, and, besides, your band haa an unpleasant grip in it.'

He removed his band mechanically, bis eyes following tbe boat with a look eager, hungry longing. •Idid not learn tbe lady's family

of name she waa from somewhere in Massachusetts, and ber Christian name Is Almy,' Lovoring Mid, after watching him a moment. 'God pity met I thought so,' he gasped, with whitening Uj». 'And she &—b-y<»ur friend's Wife the wdrQ* seemed to stick in bis throat. •Yea, tbey bave been married less than week, and are on their way to Rlverek, where his family reeide.'

Please do not talk to me now, Lieutenant, 1—I—well, I believe I

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Inst well,' and be turned and walked •way with unsteady steps, never turning or looking back to tbe river. •Walker,' Loverlng said to a young cadet who was pawing just then, 'where did Russell oome mr

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'Hadley, Massachusetts,' was the prompt answer. •Ah! yes, to be sure.'

Loverlng stood by tbe shore until the boat was enveloped in the smoky haze and lost to view. Wbite winged vessels came up past tbe softly rounded bills, tacking and filling, and one after another growing shadowy and indistinct as tbey glided noiselessly^way but be saw tbem cot, for again before his eyes was afresh young face, turned suddenly aside with blanched lips, and the riddle he could not read an hour ago slowly unwound it itself, and stood out plain and distinct. •I wish I kuew how It happened,' he said musingly, as he turned away with faint sigh.

When Kent Johnstone returned to his wife he found her very pale. He put his arm tenderly about her but sbe broke into sudaen weeping and clung closely to bis arm, as if in terror and au tbe rest of tbe journey sbe was abstracted and grave, scarcely noticing tbe pleasant towns or the charming landscapes they passed. There was a faint cf loot weariness on her face, which secretly annoyed Kent for be was particularly anxious Sbe should look well, and did not stop to consider that a pretty face might not bave tbe tame effect on his mother and sisters and Miss Tallmage that it did on him, or even as it bad on bis friend Lovering, whose oordial endorsement of Almy bad raised his spirits immensely.

At last they were naBt Esopus, and already Riverbeck bad come Into view, and passengers .were getting ready to go on shore, and talking together eagerly with smiling faces. •Kent,' Almy whispered, 'I wish you would tell me somethings about your folks. Belle Gordon said tbey were very proud. Do you think tbey will be angry with you for marrying me I would rather die than go were if I thought tbey would!' and sbe added this with a sudden flash In tne gray eyes. 'Nonsense, Almy! Don't imagine such improbabio things,' be said impatiently. •I can't help it, Kent. Yon know I never was away, from-home before, and father and Emily bave always petted rre. I shall die If tbey do not love me, Kent.'

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