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on behind, her basket handed up, and "This is Miss Raynal.' away she went.

“Then, Miss Raynal, the carriage is The seats were broad and easy; she ready. I have been waiting for some felt fresh and neat, grateful for the long, time.' lonely day before her. Happy in a dull Taking his arm, she was conducted to way, she still kept thinking of that coat the carriage, asking herself all the way lying at the bottom of her largest trunk, if this mighty youth was to be her puunder her cuir silk, the very one she pil. His giant arm put her in, and she had worn that night. She saw it all was condensing her drapery as much as the time, wherever she looked, with the possible, when he gave some directions stain on the cape, and the two buttons to the driver, bowed, and vanished like torn off. She had nothing else to re- a phantom knight in the gloom. They mind her of Max; the things he had drove off, through many luminous given her, the things she once had streets, by many houses looming huge treasured up because he had touched or and dark against the wintry sky, and played with them, his playful notes, finally stopped before the hugest and even the precious lock of hair had been darkest. A pleasant boy of thirteen destroyed; though while they moul- came to lead her in; they went up a dered on the hearth her heart was burn- flight of steps into a handsome hall, ing at the stake. She longed to take a traversing which, they reached a sitting new lease of life, to have a fresh start room, where, before an open fire, sat the in the world; but that coat! she could head of the household, a widow, very not burn it, she could not give it away; pale, serene, and graceful. Several so like a hateful incubus it went with children tumbled over each other at her her.

feet, and a keen-eyed girl hovered beA few days of staging, boating, and hind her chair. The lady came forward railroading, then she found herself wait with a sweet, gracious smile, shook ing beside her trunks at the last station hands cordially, and said some commonfor the carriage which was to come for places in a charming way, introduced her. Tired and tumbled, but full of cu- the children, and got the whole party rious interest, she watched the people seated without an awkward interval. passing in and out, thinking perhaps After a little conversation, she bade some of them would be acquaintances Helen show Miss Raynal to her room, before long. As she sat thus, looking which was on the next story, a pleasant prettily sleepy, a gentleman put his chamber looking out on the street. head in at the door and glanced around, Helen stood on the rug with her shrewd then withdrew it. There were a num- face turned upon India. She was ugly, ber of ladies scattered about the room inquisitive, affectionate, and impression sofas and chairs, but she fancied his ble, just as other girls are at that age; eye dwelt longest on her. Directly, the her eyes seemed unnaturally large, by owner of the head walked in and stood reason of her being always on the lookby the stove, warming his hand. He out for mysteries and adventures. She was a tall man, dressed in a black coat, watched India with wonder and admirawith a large cape. India, dreamily ob- tion, for the last teacher was old and serving him, marked his smooth, small sallow, wore her hair in a complication hand, his grand head and colossal shoul- of braids, and dressed badly. Indeed, ders, wondering how he ever grew to be all Helen's preconceived beliefs in regard so vast. Stooping carelessly down, he to the genus teacher were overthrown at read the name on her trunk, then turned the sight of India's short locks. While the upon her:

locks were being smoothed, and the col. * Is this Miss Raynal ?'

lar adjusted, she had laid the warp of a delicious romance, to be filled up when But when, after breakfast next mornMiss Raynal's trunks were unpacked, ing, Mrs. Barnard led the way into the her books and photographs laid out. study, she found it a spacious apart

Supper was ready in the course of ment, carpeted, papered, and curtained half an hour, and India, led in by Helen, in the neatest style, with pretty desks for found the giant of the depot standing at the children, and a round table for the the foot of the table. Mrs. Barnard in- teacher's books and work; not even a troduced him as her son, and as he gloomy air-tight was there to shade the bowed, India saw with a thrill that one picture, but a glorious coal fire roared in empty coat-sleeve was pinned across his the grate. It was a dark, rainy morning. breast. The meat was already carved, Mrs. Barnard looped the curtains higher, and he helped them gracefully, but and sat down by one of the desks. The Helen stood by him, and cut up his children had not yet appeared, and Inportion. India saw several tears drop dia resigned herself to a lecture, though upon the cloth, for Helen always cried her patroness looked any thing but when a stranger was by to see Taffy's strong-minded, in her calico wrapper, helplessness. They all, from the mother the firelight dancing on her delicate, to the baby, called him Taffy. That wasted face and chestnut hair. struck India strangely, he was such a • How young you are, Miss Raynal, to great, grave, awe-inspiring man; and have come so far alone! How could that empty sleeve made him a little your mother give you up ?' lower than the angels. He had a way 'I have no mother,' said India with a when he spoke, which was not often, of sudden rushing in her veins. “I am an bringing the splendor of his dark eye to orphan, living with an aunt. I am older, bear full upon the face of the person ad- too, than you think — twenty-one next dressed, like a Drummond light, making birthday.' them feel each time the influence of his * That is not so very old; but you will stern and earnest nature exploring theirs. not find me interfering in your departThe upward sweep of his long lash had ment. The children will tell you about in it an eloquence of command sufficient their studies, and you must exercise to subjugate the noisiest child at table; your own judgment in giving them new and, like a surly Englishman, he had ones. All I ask of you is to teach them but to look towards a dish, and half a what is pure and good and earnest. dozen hands leaped out to pass it. These things are unlearned at school;

India went to bed in a state of gloomy that is why I keep them at home.' dissatisfaction. What chance was there • Indeed I will try,' said India simply. for entire absorption in work, for self- 'When I decided to teach, I resolved to abnegation, in this luxurious house ? devote myself body and soul to my Why was not Mrs. Barnard haughty charges.' and tyrannical? Why were the child- 'Is this your first essay ?' ren so few in number, and so good and

· Yes.' teachable in appearance? Why was "Well,' said Mrs. Barnard, 'I do not not her room bare and ugly? She had object to that. I believe in young things, left home to escape comforts and ca- young hearts, young resolves,' and smilresses; she had thought by bearing ing she went away. bodily crosses to forget the spiritual; Somehow India's thoughts turned to but this was a palace of ease and pleas- a new channel ; ambitious longings after ure. She fell asleep on the hope that goodness, purity, earnestness, took the the school-room would be a dreary place place of restless cravings for change. of martyrdom, and that Mrs. Barnard With her hand pressed tightly on her would try to force on her some pet sys- eyes, she sat resolving and resolving, tem of education.

till the children came in.



For a few weeks she was too busy for but the little ones shrank away as if retrospection or realization ; but then they thought a touch might hurt him; came a time when her dead Past and the mother turned pale ; Helen's eyes blank Future rose before her, sat by her, filled. Would they never learn to smile followed her everywhere. She grew so in the presence of that empty sleeve ? pale and thin that Mrs. Barnard was But India saw nothing shocking in it; touched. Coming in softly after the so he had to turn to her with laugh and children were dismissed, she would find jest. Accidental meetings on step or her sitting motionless, too languid to porch or hall, after-dinner talks, and leave her chair. One day she put her spells of friendly silence in the firelight, hand on the pretty head, and said: do more towards making people ac'My child, you should be at home.' quainted than years of parlor-interOh! no,' said India, starting up with

Thus they made friends, one a blush ; 'I am very well.'

with the other. “Then what has happened to change One evening India sat reading in the you so ?'

school-room, while the children were * Nothing new. I shall get over it shouting in the yard below, and she, soon.'

with her book turned to catch the fee* But can I help you in no way ?' ble light, followed Paul Fane's fortunes.

'Yes; pat my head sometimes,' she The door opened, and Taffy's tall form said laughing

darkened the way. “That is easily done,' and with a se- • Ah!' she said; 'is it you? Come ries of pats she went away.

in.' India was right. She rallied after a 'I have something to show you,' he while, was hungry again, took long said, sitting down beside her. You walks with Helen, and saw a good deal love all Kentuckians ?' of company. Occasionally, instead of No indeed! but the Unionists are in going up-stairs, she appeared in the the majority.' family-room after school, and sat there Here's a letter and a picture from a helping Mrs. Barnard to sew, or playing Kentuckian in the rebel army.' with the children. The keys would be India started. It seemed to her the left with her when the mistress went breeze, before so balmy, grew damp and visiting; and finally she came to be so chill as it sighed in through the winblended with the household that their dow. interests were identical, and their plans 'He was a friend of mine — took my common property. She was more an arm off at Shiloh, and then took me elder sister than a hired agent, more a prisoner. He was a noble fellow, and companion than a governess.

one of the handsomest men I ever saw. Her letters home became cheer- Bright and fierce and fickle is the South, ful; she gave up reading ‘Love and but how fascinating !' He paused and Duty,' and found herself, one gay April sighed. morning, scribbling unconsciously on

Was ?' said India trembling. the back of her class-book :

'Yes, was. He nursed me like a • The errant dreams that failed, brother — no, a sister; some of his The promises that fled,

ways were so woman-like; he was so The roseate hopes that paled, tender and yet so daring. I remember The loves that now are dead,

how he came into the tent one day, carThe treason of the past —

rying a little blue-flag flower, such as The one-armed Titan came and went; you find in marshy places. He said its now and then he stumbled in among the perfume was the essence of 'breath of work-baskets and babies, and made an the woods;' that it made him think of heroic effort to be genial and cheerful; home and his playmates. He had the

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gift of magnetism in a large degree, “What was she doing?' said Mrs. though it seems he was not lucky, for Barnard. he used to watch with me, and some- “Standing by the window, with an times, falling asleep by my side, he open letter in her hand, looking very would moan and sigh in his dream. smiling, as though she had good news.' The girl who could have mistreated him 'Strange!' said Taffy. May be she must have been a heartless wretch.' was crying, Helen!'

'You do not know,' said India hoarse- No indeed; I never saw her look so ly; "she may have suffered too.' bright and beautiful.' "Well, I hope so. She is weeping After this they all observed how

changed she was. Before, she had 'Go on,' said India faintly. It was been bright, wilful, sometimes quite dark by this time; they could not pricious; now she was so gentle, so see each other's faces.

patient, her look introverted, her face Here 's the letter, but you can't see luminous with such an expression of to read it, and a photograph; a brother mingled resignation and high purpose officer put that in the envelope after he on it, that tired men and women, meetwas dead. Take them with you. I ing it on the street, turned for another like to tell you about it. My mother look. could not bear to hear it, she is so sensi- Her five months wearing to a close, tive when she thinks of this hideous she said she must go home; she would stump.'

not hear of staying longer. The last He waited for a response, but she was school-day was over; Helen wept in still.

some remote corner ; Rupert leaned dis* He thinks of me, he says, because he consolately over the back gate and whismade me suffer so; he has no other re- tled a mournful strain. gret in looking back; he has given his Their teacher remained sitting by one all to the Southern cause — he has given of the desks in a musing attitude, her more than life. Then he goes on to say chin in the palm of her hand, her eyes it is hard to die in a dirty tent, to close fixed on vacancy. Taffy's step was one's eyes on a strip of canvas instead heard in the hall; he came in, drew up of a dear face; but then he is glad to a chair, and sat down. die anywhere, and is grateful that it is a • You will not stay?' wound and not disease that takes him She smiled, and shook her head. off; prays that I may find it easier to What makes you so sad? Why do live and harder to die than he has, and you wear such a look of unearthly will and would give his most precious beauty ?' thing to restore my arm to me.'

You are very complimentary, Mr. 'Excuse me,' said India rising; "the Barnard.' supper-bell will ring in a moment. I 'I shall come in here very often, sit must go up-stairs.'

in this chair, and think of you.' As she passed him, her hand dropped Will you? How pleasant!' on his lame shoulder with a gesture of . And you - will you remember me?' acceptance, protection, affection. Puz- "You are too vast to be forgotten.' zled and startled, he caught the hand, 'Poor Max! I wish you could have but, cold and clammy, it slipped from given me back my arm !! his fingers, and she was gone.

India turned white. The supper-bell rang, but she did not * Do you shrink from deformity?' appear. Helen went up to call her, but 'I shrink from nothing.' returned directly, saying Miss India did 'I should think, with your perfect not wish any supper.

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joiced in my length and strength. What world of devotion in the look she gave horror seized me when I woke from de- me as she went out, and yet she did not lirium, and found my good left arm shrink or falter.' gone!'

Going to his room, some time next She, with her chín still propped by day, he passed her door. It was just her hand, was scratching the varnish ajar. He stopped involuntarily as his with a broken slate-pencil.

eye caught the mirror, plainly visible 'India Raynal, you know I love through the opening; reflected in it you!'

was India's figure, clad in a loose wrap• Nobody ever told me so.'

per, with an open trunk before her. She 'I would tell you so, had Max sent was taking out various articles, and layme back my arm.'

ing them beside her on the carpet. She 'I am not what you think me.' lifted a heavy blue something, shook it •What are you?'

out, held it before her at arm's length. 'I began teaching in a freak. I have It was a soldier's coat -- he saw it as a home, and means.'

clearly as he saw her face — with a * That settles the matter,' he said, great stain on the cape, and two buttons turning away his agitated face. torn away. She let it fall, clasped her • What matter?'

hands, raised her eyes as if in prayer ; Had you been poor and lonely, you then, with a storm of sobs, hid her face, imight have thought of me; but covered the coat with fervid kisses, mur

India raised her clear eyes, and smiled mured : like the angel of hope.

"O Max! Max! My Max! my dar•You do not think this limp sleeve ling!' such a dreadful sight?'

He stood frozen in his place. She 'I think it the dearest thing about raised her eyes to the mirror and you.'

met his wondering, reproachful glance, "The dearest! 0 India !'

sprang up with a shriek, and rushed toShe sat so pale, so tranquil, her chest wards the door. He hastily turned and rising and falling with so even a swell went into his own room. that he hardly knew how to go on. Directly there came a message. Mr. Had the shadow of a blush crept over Barnard wanted to see Miss India in the her cheek, had her lip quivered in the school-room. She snatched the first least, he had been at her side, with his dress she saw it happened to be the fiery heart in his eyes, eloquent words cuir silk — put it on, bathed her face, on his tongue.

passed the comb through her curls, and When you go home, may I come to went down. He stood, grandly tall, see you?'

looking upon her like Abdiel the Faith“It is a dangerous place for an ex- ful on a fallen angel. soldier ; there are guerrilla raids every 'India, you have deceived me!' day.'

'I have not.' * Have you no other objection?' You let me think last night that you • None other.'

cared for me.' Here a voice was heard calling 'In- 'I do care for you.' dial' in the hall. She rose, and again, "But what did I see up-stairs just as she went by, laid her hand on his now ?' shoulder tenderly, smiling down upon "You saw me weeping for the dead, him as his mother, or a guardian-spirit, for one who bequeathed you his most might have done.

precious possession.' "Strange creature !' he mused, when "That was India.' she had gone. "Can she love me, and • And India's heart.' yet so cold and calm ? There was a "My Max was your lover?'

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