3/22 A hurried note, received by his family that evening, announced the fact of his journey, and threw a deeper shadow on the heart of his troubled wife. The daughter's lips were sealed. Pressing importunity plainly wrought something akin to estrangement; and so, with tears in her eyes and anguish in her heart, the mother turned from her pale-faced child, and left her alone. An hour after being surprised by her mother at the Fountain Grove, Fanny glided into her own room, and turned the key. The letter of Mr.Lyon was still in her bosom, and now, with eager hands, she drew it forth, and read to the end-- -- "Beloved one! How often have I blessed the kind Providence that led me into your presence. |