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NEMO. BY MRS. 1). M 0 S E L E Y. ———— CHAPTER I. GREAT excitement prevailed at The Grove,' the Misses Henley and Leslie's establishment for young ladies, one wet afternoon early in the spring, in consequence of a wedding which was to take place the following day. The bride- elect was an orphan, who had been brought up and educated by her aunt, Miss Henley, whom she had assisted for the last two or three years in the school, where she had made herself a general favourite by her gentleness and pati- ence in teaching, her judicious kindness when reproving, and her willing participation and sympathy in all childish joys and sorrows. A half-holiday had been given, and the girls were sitting in cliques round the school-room, bemoaning the rain, which came down in tor- rents, and dreading a continuation of it on the morrow, as they had been promised that if the weather proved favourable they should go to church to witness the ceremony. A group of the elder girls sat apart In a corner discussing the events of the morrow, particu- larly the ball which was to be given in ho- nour of the occasion, and to which the bro- thers of several of the young ladies had been 0 invited from a neighbouring school. In the midst of a low-voiced conversation, full of school-girl titterings, and exclamations of "How nice!" "Good gracious me!" "Did you c\"er!" seasoned by occasional slang ex- pressions, learned from brothers during the holidays, a door at the upper end of the room opened, and a tall, awkward-looking girl en- tered, amidst loud exclamations of Here's Carry Lyndhurst; now we shall know all the news." Well, Carry, exclaimed two or three of the elder girls, "how many carriages are there to be? When shall we see the dress? Do you think we shall go to church if it rains like this to-morrow ?" One question at a time, if you please," an- swered Carry, who was, for the time being, on important person, and the chief medium of com- munication between the mysteries surrounding the bridal preparations and the animated heap of curiosity contained in the school-room. There will be three carriages—that's answer to question number one. You cannot see the wedding dress, it has not arrived. Miss Henley says she shall not hear of your going to church if it rains." H Miss Henley is always in fits about our wetting our feet,'exclaimed one girl,impatiently. I wish she would order sufficient stilts for the whole school, then we could go out any weather in- stead of being stifled in this horrid room, with those horrid little brats in the corner, making such a horrid noise. However," continued the same girl," you are fortunate, Carry; come what may, in the shape of weather, you will be there in your character of chief bridesmaid." "Chief bridesmaid, indeed," exclaimed a good looking girl, in an undertone, to her com- panion did you ever see such a gawky crea- tures as Miss Holmes has chosen for her brides- maid ? Had she searched England I do not be- lieve she could have found a more awkward- looking girl." Come, Bella! I shall think you are jea- lous. For my own part, I always admire Carry; if she were only better dressed she would be fit to be an empress, with that calm, dignified man- ner of hers." An empress, indeed I think she is a dis- grace to the school, with her old-fashioned, faded clothes, and that air of mystery about her. Why doesn't she go home like other girls in the holidays ? Why doesn't she talk about her father and mother, and tell us something about them and her friends ? Why don't her friends dress her better ? She looks more like a servant than a young lady in a fashionable boarding school." Let Carry be dressed as she may, she would never look like a servant. A certain per- son told me the other day that if you talked about, and thought less of, dress, and persever ed more in your studies, it would be more ere. ditable to you; and she said she thought you as unsuitable to be a mental companion for Carry as you thought her unfit to be your walking companion." "I know who that was: old Holmes; be- cause I respectfully declined walking through the town with Carry,in that antediluvian bon- net she persists in wearing." Carry stood at the upper end of the room, utterly unconscious of the remarks that were so freely passed upon her; but even if she had heard them she would have been calmly indif- ferent. She was so much accustomed to the sarcasms of her schoolfellows that she had be- come almost invulnerable. Awkward enough Carry looked as she stood cutting tissue-paper for trimming the joints for the wedding breaktast. Although little more than fourteen, she was tall, exceeding even the usual height of a tall woman. Her figure seemed so disproportioned and ungainly that she well merited the term gawky. Her awk- ward appearance was increased by a dress too short in the waist, skirt, and arms and while all the other girls' dresses were full, puffed, and fashionable, hers was scanty, darned, and faded; but her face made full amends for de- fects of tigure-and yet it was neither hand- some, beautiful, nor pretty. The forehead was high and massive the nose small, with peculiarly pinched nostrils; the mouth, firm in repose, but, when smiling, bade fair, when the time came, to be full of womanly tenderness. The eyes were the great attraction in the face—large, bright, and haxel, intelligent, observant, and expressive; they had no seductive, sleepy shading of long lashes, but were eyes that looked fearlessly into yours, aud seemed to read your very soul, fearless of having their own read in return. The expres- sion of the whole face was full of calm, self-re- nt dignity, combined with a self-contained strange to see in one so young. ■>ars ago, Carry Lyndhurst had been Misses Henley and Leslie. Her earliest recollections were of a foster father, mother, and sister. For these seven years she I had remained at The Grove. Holiday after holiday passed without her once having a cliange,or even avisitfioiii a relative. Her schoo] bills were paid regularly by one person her clothes sent very irregularly by another. Holi- dav after holiday had passed—dreary holidays at nrst-witll such outbursts of childish grief a-* only a forlorn child experiences. Such iutcme yearnings after a home and a iiiotlier-liowever humble and poor Sileh heart gnawings when listening to the joyful anticipations and hopes of other children preparing for home. Oh the unfathomable misery of a neglected child, placed in the midst of so many inother-cared- for, home-possessing, happy children But a happier time callie. Miss Holmes felt interest- ed iu the lonely child, and directed her studies, euconraging her to perseverance, and to attain forgetfulness of her position by an earnest en- deavour to concentrate her thoughts and aims npoll a laudahle ambition to excel her school- fellows-tic)t only in study, but in self-control and cheerful God-trusting content. From a child, Carry had a passion for music. She was now the first pianist in the school, and many hours of the holidays, that were once so formi- dable in their dreariness, were now devoted to the enjoyment of the far-off dreamy moonlight music of Mendelsshon, the fire of Mozart, and tlw pathos of Handel. But now another dreary time for her was in prospect. Miss Hollnf's was about to be mar- ried, and worse than all, was going to Australia. Carry had learnt never to rebel against the in- evitable, and she went silently on her way, though dreading to tliiuk of the morrow, or the ceremony in which she was to take such a pro- minent and envied part.

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