Tempest and Sunshine

The reader will now accompany us to Geneva, one of the most beautiful

villages in Western New York. On arriving at the depot we are beset by a

host of runners, who call out lustily, "Temperance House!" "Franklin

House!" "Geneva Hotel!" "Carriage to any part of the village for a

shilling!" But we prefer walking, and passing up Water Street, and Seneca

street, we soon come to Main street, which we follow until we come to a

large, elegant mansion, the property of Judge Fulton, who is that evening

entertaining a fashionable party. No matter if we are not invited, we can

enter unperceived and note down what is taking place.

Our attention is first directed toward the judge and his accomplished

lady, who are doing the honors of the evening. As we scan their looks

closely, we are struck with their features, and we feel sure that to them

wealth was not given in vain, and that the beggar never left their door

unfed or uncared for.

Mrs. Fulton's countenance looks very familiar to us, and we wonder much

where we have seen her before, or if we never have seen her, who it is

that she so strongly reminds us of. Before we can solve the mystery, we

observe across the room a face which makes us start up and exclaim, "Is it

possible! Can that be Dr. Lacey?" A second look at the gentleman in

question convinces us that he is two inches shorter than Dr. Lacey, and

also that he wears glasses; still be bears a striking resemblance to the

doctor, and we inquire who he is. We are told that his name is Robert

Stanton. He is a graduate of Yale and a brother of Mrs. Fulton, He is

intending in a few days to start for Kentucky, in company with Frederic

Raymond, who was a classmate of his.

As we watch young Stanton's movements, we observe a certain restlessness

in his eye, as it wanders over the crowded room, seemingly in quest of

some one who is not there. At last there is a new arrival, and Miss

Warner, a very prim lady and a teacher in the seminary, is announced,

together with three of her pupils. As the young girls enter the parlor,

Mr. Stanton seems suddenly animated with new life, and we feel sure that

one of those young ladies has a great attraction for him. Nor are we

mistaken, for he soon crosses the room, and going up to one of them, a

rosy-cheeked, blue-eyed girl, he says in a low tone, "I am glad you have

come, Nellie. I had almost given you up, and concluded you were doing

penance for some misdemeanor, and so could not come out." Then taking her

upon his arm, he kept her near him all the evening.