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beholding Clara's limpid eyes and soft that you have never told me. At least, faxen tresses, felt as though, after a sur- not with your lips." feit of lonely steppes and gloomy pine “ You lay claim to be all-knowing — to forests, he had again caught a glimpse of guess people's thoughts ? " the laughing vineyards and blue Rhine “I did not speak of people," he replied waters of his beloved fatherland.
with emphasis. “I only spoke about you. As for her - well, of course, no prop. I have never tried to guess the thoughts esly conducted damsel ever does fall in of another woman." love at first sight. Such a thing is un- He spoke so earnestly that Clara felt heard of, and the lightning darts I spoke herself coloring under the directness of of can only be supposed to affect the his gaze. In her embarrassment she coarser sex, just as in a forest of mixed made an effort to turn off the subject trees the thunderbolt will always select “At any rate, I am not quite as transthe sturdy oak to fall upon, while it glides parent as you seem to think. I can keep harmless betwixt the smooth beech stems. secrets when I choose. For instance, I
Thus Clara, beech-like, considered her- will lay any wager that you do not know self intact, and hardly noticed how, in the where I have put my money?" course of the thirty-six hours they had “Will you give me three guesses, as in travelled together, she had imperceptibly the fairy tale of Rumplestiltskin? glided into intimacy with her countryman, Oh, yes; thirty guesses if you like,” and had unconsciously, initiated him into laughed Clara. “I am quite safe.” all the little events of her uneventful life. “I only ask for three ; and what will be She had told him all about her rather my reward if I guess correctly? melancholy childhood, the dull home with “ You will never guess; besides, I have a peevish old aunt, then her journey to no rewards to give.” Russia, the short bright summer with all “ You have something to give,” said its pleasures, and the sudden collapse of Hugo very low. “ But I am willing to her hopes when her little pupil had died. take my chance and trust to your generosThe only thing she had not happened to ity. Let me see, the money is in your mention to him as yet was about her trunk hidden under a false bottom." money, not from any want of confidence, Clara shook her head. but simply because there had been no “In he sole of your left boot,” said occasion for so doing.
Hugo, after some apparent meditation. They had had various other travelling “Wrong again,” she cried. " Now for companions for short stages at a time the last guess." two old ladies, an invalid gentleman with Then, without preparation, he quickly a servant, a friar, a fat horsedealer, and said, “ It is in your fur cap. I knew it all some nuns; but these had all successively along.” dropped off, and on the second morning Clara now stared at him dumfoundered. Hugo and Clara were the only inside occu- It was not that she had any objection to pants of the stage-coach.
his knowing her secret, for, had he failed “How easy travelling is after all!” she to guess, she was on the point of telling exclaimed thoughtlessly. “By this even- him herself. Besides, he looked so uping we shall be at K- in sight of the right, so honest, that she was beginning railway, and after that it will be all plain to feel herself ready to trust him with sailing. Do you know,” she added, in a something far more precious than gold. more confidential tone, “ that. I was actu- But that he should have guessed her secret ally frightened beforehand at the idea of appeared to her little short of supernatthis journey?"
ural, for she did not know that every lover Yes, I know you were afraid,” an. is a magician, and that his eyes are allswered Hugo quietly, “and I will tell you seeing. something else; you could not just at first “How could you have known ?” make up your mind as to whether I were "Nothing simpler," said Hugo, smiling a robber, or merely a harmless individual.” a little at her consternation. "I noticed Clara laughed somewhat guiltily. how
you always were to make " What made you think that?”
sure that your fur cap was firmly secured “ Then it is true, is it not?"
on your head, and that you never by any Perhaps,” she admitted ; “but who chance laid it aside for a minute, even told you ?
when resting in the heated inn parlor. In Nobody. I don't always require to be your sleep, too, you never forgot it, and told things,” said Hugo in the same tone. instinctively put up your hand to feel if it “ I know a great many things about you I were safe whenever the carriage jolted.”
“ And I thought I had hidden it so ness. Do you see? Is it not neatly well,” said Clara ruefully. “ And now it done?” seems that every one has guessed my Very neatly indeed," said Hugo, but secret.”
he was looking more at the uncovered • Hardly that. You may make your wealth of her golden plaits than at the mind easy that your fur cap is the last grey fur cap as he said it. place in which robbers will think of look- “ And you think the money is safe?” ing for money. No one is likely to study “ As safe as in the Bank of England,” you as closely as I have done, and yet he returned. “Not a soul will ever sushe continued with a sigh -“ there is one pect if you do not choose to enlighten thing I have not yet succeeded in guess them.” ing. Would that I had indeed the power Clara gave a little sigh of satisfaction as to guess your thoughts !”
she resettled the cap on her head. Clara made no answer. She was play: After a pause Hugo resumed :ing nervously with the shabby green tassel Why did you say just now that it was of the window, and looking out on to the easy to travel alone? snowy landscape with unseeing, eyes.
"Because it is easy." Presently, however, feeling that this si- “ You have never tried. You are not lence was growing too significant, she alone." turned round again to her companion, and “ Not alone ?" with a rather obvious effort at lightness “Well, po, unless you are cruel enough she said,
to count me for nothing. Am I, indeed, “Well, since you affect to be all-know- nothing?" ing, perhaps you can likewise name the Nothing! Clara suddenly remembered exact amount of money my head is at that he had been everything and done present worth ? "
everything ever since they started. He “ How can I put a price upon what is was so thoughtful and quicksighted in priceless ?
anticipating her wants and comforts, in “Nonsense,” said Clara petulantly, feel- guessing all her wishes, that she had ing provoked with herself for not being hardly noticed it, and had grown already more mistress of the situation, for try as to feel his protection as quite natural she uld to be evasive everything she and as a matter of course. She had not said seemed only to drive the conversa thought about it till now, and all at once tion more surely into one momentous she began to perceive what it really meant. groove.
“ That is not what I mean, but Her heart was beating very fast, for she what is the amount of the fortune I carry felt that a crisis was at hand. She hardly inside my cap? Can you tell me that? knew whether the sensation was pleasant
“Well, no," replied Hugo. “Here I or the reverse, and was only conscious of must confess myself worsted at last, for a girlish shrinking, which made her wish even if you are transparent, grey fur is to put it off at all events. Not to-day, not not, and so it may just as well be hun- just now, not in this dreadful jolting vehi. dreds as thousands, or else glittering dia- cle. How could she think clearly and monds, which are sewed into your cap. know her own mind while the rough mo Only if they are diamonds ” — he added tion of the diligence seemed to be jumbling laughing they must be very hard and
up all her thoughts together? uncomfortable, and are likely to give you “But you are you, and I am I,” she a headache if their value is something began, rather lamely trying to ward off very overpowering."
what she dreaded. “I mean that it is Clara now laughed also in her former only by chance that we have been travel. natural manner, forgetting the momentary ling together. You have been very kind, embarrassment.
I know, for you are not obliged to take “Well, no, there is not much danger of care of me." But, in her innocent confumy head ever being bowed down beneath sion, Clara had just conjured up the very the weight of Koh-i-noors,” she answered, danger she was trying to avoid. removing the cap and turning the lining Hugo seized her hand, which, after a upwards. “ Seven hundred "roubles in weak resistance, remained in his. paper money; perhaps not very much to “ But if I desire no greater happiness some people, but they are all I have or than to take care of you through life? If am ever likely to possess. See here; I my only hope, my only wish is to be alripped up the lining at one side and have lowed distributed the notes all round the edge, The heavy jolting vehicle here came so as to avoid any appearance of thick. suddenly to a standstill, and the guard
putting in his head at the window startled | take you there far quicker than the dilithem by the information that the diligence gence could have done." could not possibly get up the next hill " I knew it;" cried Clara triumphant. unless lightened of its occupants,
“ Have you got a sledge, and can you drive Hugo had speedily dropped the young us ? ” girl's hand, and jumped out determined to “How should old Isaac not have a bully, or if necessary beat, the driver into sledge, my pretty lady? As good a sledge proceeding, but a glance at the scene as you can wish to see. I am going to showed him that this was no imaginary drive a gentleman to K- to-day; we difficulty.
shall start in an hour, and if the lady So engrossed had they been with each chooses to go with us there is plenty other's society during the last hour of the room." drive, that neither of the coach inmates Hugo, soon after returning to the room, had perceived the change which had come was surprised and not overpleased to find over the landscape. The snow had been Clara in deep conversation with the illgetting deeper and deeper as they pro- looking Hebrew. ceeded, and now the horses had come to “ It is all settled," she called out to him a standstill, unable to drag the unwieldy gleefully, and she gave the gist of what the vehicle any further uphill. There was Jew had told her. nothing for it but to get out and perform “But the road you speak of leads the ascent on foot, and Hugo found him through a deep forest, does it not ?" said self obliged to lend his assistance in push- Hugo, consulting his map. He did not aping the carriage from behind. Luckily pear to be altogether delighted with the there was a village, or rather a wretched scheme. hamlet, at the top of the hill, and here, “A forest, noble gentleman? Only a within the dirty kitchen of the rustic pot- few trees there may be, perhaps. And house, our travellers were forced to take what if there is a forest? The snow will refuge along with coachmen, peasants, be less deep in the wood, and the wind servants, and such like objectionable indi- less cold. May my body be burned in viduals.
eternal fires if the road be not a good Great was their consternation when they one.” were informed that the diligence could “Yes, yes,” said Clara impatiently, “it not possibly proceed further that day. is all right; let us have the sledge by all This early fall of snow had surprised them means. all before the sledge stage-coaches had “ I beseech of you, Fräulein, to let me been got into working order, and a wheeled speak a few words to you alone, before vehicle could not possibly work its way deciding," said Hugo in a low voice ; "I through the snowdrift which encumbered have something important to say to you.” the road in advance. The diligence com- But Clara, feeling sure that she knew ing from the opposite direction had been what it was he was about to say, feigned brought up in the same manner, and was not to understand. likewise waiting its release some miles “No, no, what is the use of delay, let us ahead.
decide at once; if we lose our time we “How far is it to K-?" asked shall not arrive by daylight.” Hugo.
6 But indeed it would be better to wait “ About eight hours when the road is for the diligence to-morrow. It would be clear, but in this weather out of the ques- ever so much more comfortable and more tion. The gentlefolk will have to stay safe,” urged Hugo with a last effort at here over night.”
dissuading her. “ Impossible!” cried Clara, looking 6 More safe!” said Clara scornfully. ready to cry. “We cannot stay in this “What can happen to us in a sledge? The dreadful hole an hour longer. Is there worst can only be an upset, and that is no other way of getting on?"
nothing in the snow." A very unprepossessing Jew with red
“Perhaps the gentleman is afraid of hair and a squint now stepped forward wolves," put in the Jew facetiously. “See, and joined the conversation. Hugo had see! the beautiful young lady is by far meanwhile left the room to reconnoitre the best man of the two, she is not afraid.” for more congenial quarters.
Hugo merely shrugged his shoulders, “ Yes, gracious lady, there is another as though it were not worth while to as. way. By leaving the highroad and taking sert his valor before such vermin, and a sledge you can be at K- this even- merely said, ing. There is a country track which will “I have got my revolver, which will be
BY MRS. OLIPHANT.
answer enough for either wolf or man who of her was the fatal news, that she, so comes in my way; but, all the same, I am tenderly sympathetic, so full of maternal of opinion that it would be wiser to wait instincts that every mother's grief seemed for the diligence to-morrow."
her own, had almost as suddenly entered No, no,” said Clara, slightly nettled at the presence of her Maker, and left her his obstinacy on this point, and perhaps own home desolate. But not by any vioflattered by her courage being praised lent way, thank heaven; not in pain or even by a ragged Hebrew. “I have quite horror, but tranquilly, sweetly, as became made up my mind. I shall go by the her life, without any lengthened prelimi. sledge, at all events. You can do as you naries, in the manner she had desired, please; I told you I was able to travel and as a kindred soul has sung: alone,” she finished playfully.
A very attentive observer might have Life! we've been long together fancied that a shade of something, either Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; displeasure or disappointment, had passed 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear; over the red-haired Jew's face at mention
Then steal away, give little warning;
Choose thine own time, of the revolver, but whatever it may
have been it was gone instantly, as he glided
Say not Good-night, but in some brighter
clime from the room with obsequious alacrity to Bid me Good-morning. get ready the sledge.
So was the gentle spirit of Dinah Craik liberated from mortal cares, as many like
her have prayed to be. From Macmillan's Magazine.
This is no time or place to speak of her work, which will no doubt have a variety of criticisms and interpretations ;
but about herself there is no conflict of “FRIEND after friend departs.” It is testimony, and it is of herself her friends one of the most painful circumstances of are thinking – her friends who are eod. life when on the decline to see dropping less in number throughout all the three upon the way from time to time another and kingdoms, and reckoned in crowds less another well-known figure. The young, known and further off, to whom she has too, lose their brethren and comrades now been familiar as a household word. To and then, but the effect is different. The recall a little the actual look and aspect of slow disappearance one by one of contem- a woman so widely known, yet so little of poraries and companions, the tendency a public personage, so indisposed to put towards the grave which has set in draw- her own personality forward, is all that a ing us with it, the growing solitude in friend can do. which we move, make us realize better We were conteinporaries in every sense than anything else that our cycle of life is of the word; the beginning of her work rounding to its close.
preceding mine a little, as her age did – A month ago, or little more, the present so little as scarcely to tell at all. We writer sat on a lovely terrace shaded by were both young when we made acquaintgreat trees overlooking the beautiful, ance; she a slim, tall maiden, always surplacid Derwentwater Lake, which lay smil. rounded by a band of other ambitious and ing as if it had never known a storm admiring girls, of whom and of whose taltalking with Mrs. Craik of a tragedy, the ents and accomplishments she had always occurrence of a moment, which had deso- tales to tell with an enthusiasın not exlated the house behind us. We spoke cited by any success of her own. And with tears and hushed voices of the story yet even at this early period her literary never to be dissociated from that peaceful gifts had received much acknowledgment.
One young man arriving gaily on The early part of her life (she was but an unexpected visit; the other, the young twenty-three at the time of her first im. host, receiving him with cordial welcome portant publication, but her independent and pleasure; the sudden suggestion of career had un long before) had been an expedition on the water, to which the full of trial and of that girlish and generlittle inland storm gave all the greater ous daring which makes a young, highzest. And then in a moment, in the twin-spirited woman the most dauntless creakling of an eye, all over, and the lake un- ture in creation. I do not know the facts der the mother's windows become the of the story, but only its tenor vaguely, death-scene of her only son. It seems which was that, her mother being as she strange that almost the next thing heard I thought untenderly treated by a father – a man of brilliant attainments.— whose mands ; but she was always the centre of profession of extreme Evangelical reli- an attached group, to which her kind eyes, giousness was not carried out by his prac: full of the glamor of affection, attributed tice - the young Dinah, in a blaze of love the highest gifts and graces. They were and indignation, carried that ailing and all a little literary — artists, musicians, delicate mother away, and took in her full of intellectual' interests and aspira. rashness the charge of the whole family, tions, and taking a share in all the pleastwo younger brothers, upon her own slen- ant follies, as well as wisdoms of their der shoulders, working to sustain them in day. Spiritualism had made its first invaevery way that presented itself, from sion of England about that time, and some stories for the fashion books to graver families of the circle in which Miss Mupublications. She had gone through some lock lived were deeply involved in it. years of this feverish work before her One heard of little drawings which a novel, “ The Ogilvies," introduced her to friend had received of the home in heaven a wider medium and to higher possibili, from one of her infants lately departed ties. Her mother, broken in spirit and there, and how the poor little scribbling in health, had died, as well, I think, as the consoled the sorrowful mother; along with elder of the two brothers, before I knew many other wondrous tales, such as have her; but the story was told among her been repeated periodically since, but then friends, and thrilled the hearer with sym. were altogether novel; and these early pathy and admiration. That first struggle undeveloped séances formed sometimes was over, along with the dearest cause of part of the evening entertainments in the it, before Dinah Mulock was at all known region where then we all lived, in the to the world, or to most of those who have north of London towards Camden Town held her dear in her later life. If there regions grown entirely unknown now are any memorials of it left, it would do as if they were in Timbuctoo. Miss Mudoubt' form a most attractive chapter lock had a little house in a little street, among the many records of early strug. full of pretty things, as pretty things were gles. The young heroic creature writing understood before the days of Heilbronner her pretty juvenile nonsense of love and and Liberty, with all her little court about lovers, in swift, unformed style, as fast as her. She sang very sweetly, with great the pen could fly, to get bread for the boys taste and feeling, a gift which she retained and a little soup and wine for the invalid long; and wrote little poesies which used over whose deathbed she watched with to appear in Chambers's Journal, one in impassioned love and care what a each weekly part; and knew a great many tragic, tender picture, to be associated by nice people," and fully enjoyed her mod
“ ever so distant a link with inane maga- est youthful fame, which was the climax zines of the fashions and short-lived pe- of so much labor and pain, and her peaceriodicals unknown to fame! No doubt ful days. I don't know who her publisher she must have thought sometimes how had been for her first books, but she was far her own unthought-of troubles ex- (as is not unusual) dissatisfied with the ceeded those of her Edwins and Ange- results; and when'" John Halifax” was linas. But she was always loyal to love, about to be finished, she came to my and perhaps this reflection did not cross house, and met, at a small dinner-party her mind. There was no longer any convened for that purpose, my friend mother when I first knew her, but only Henry Blackett, another of the contemthe bevy of attendant maidens aforesaid, porary band who has long ago, passed and a brother, gifted but not fortunate, in away, along with his still more dear and the background, who appeared and disap- charming wife. They made friends at peared, always much talked of, tenderly once, and her great book was brought into welcomed, giving her anxieties, much the world under his care the beginning grudged and objected to by her friends, of a business connection which, notwithbut never by herself ; and she was then a standing her subsequent alliance with a writer with a recognized position, and well member of another firm, was maintained able to maintain it.
to a late period, a curious instance of her Little parties, pleasant meetings, kind fidelity to every bond. visits at intervals, form a succession of This great book, which finally estabpretty scenes in my recollection of her at lished her reputation, and gave her her this period. Involved in household cares, definite place in literature, had then been and the coming and alas ! going of little for some time in hand. I am permitted children, I had no leisure for the constant to quote the following pretty account of intercourse which youthful friendship de. I various circumstances connected with its