The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1846-07-16

handm All were petri6ed but Dolly herself
she, poor child, was, meekIy, hopelesslJ
heart, broken. Timidly the pretty hand was
extended; but there was heart-lhrob NJ ev
cry dear little finger, which poor Mr. Link
um must have beeninsane 10 think Of with
standing. Oh, there is witchery in hand
in some hands; and the soft, beseechiDE
touch ofDolly's, all quivering as il was will
agitation, went Il cannot say precisely how
but doubtless Neurologists might telD TO Mr.
/ Linkum's heart He suddenly TUNED very
red, as though that delicate touch had pres.
sed all the blood from his heaat; then very
pale, as though it had called home the Grim
son tide and buried it there--and the hand
clasplng the raised fcrule, dropped helpless
| ly by his side. Sweet little Dolly Cher head
had been dropped on her bosom for the last
half minute) raised her soft blue eyes plead
ingly TO the masters face, and the nex| mo-
ment they overilowed--the big tear-drops
gushed from their sunny fountain and fell in
a sudden shower upon her own hand and
his Poor Mr.. Linknm! what a savage he
felt himself! 1t was too, TOO much.
The poor fellow turned suddenly to his
desk--Dolly, among the dozen seats which
were offered her, sought the nearest, and
hid her burning face in a neighbours apron,
while a simultaneous litter went around the
room; and there was a general tossing of
pretty heads and ominous shakes of would
be-wise ones. Fred Lightbody (but then
Fred was wag, and was seldom more than
half believed) asserted that when Mr.. Link
um turned from the desk where he stood for
several minutes inten,ly examining book
which CHANGED to be open at a blank page,
his eye had singular dewiness about it, and
we all observed a tremulous falering in his
voice when he ordered us to our books. We
remarked, too, that he did not look at Dolly
again that day--and that unusual flashes Of
red spread now and then across his face, as
though his anger were quite uncomfortable.
That was the last time Dolly Foster ever
tTansgre ssed. She was Just as miscellaneous,
just as full of fun and froiicking as ever; and
at the spelling-schools, siDging-schoos and
apple-bees, she played of'a thousand pranks
on wise, sober Mr.. Linkum--but ii, the day
school pretty Dolly was as dcmure as a kit
len. =t..
All these things were called to mcmory on
the morning of the 'last day;" and who of
US could doubt but Dolly Foster would re-
ceve the prize? She had won il before, when
there were not half as many indications of
Partially.
~ wonder what the prize will be-"
The same wonder had been expressed a
hundred times that winter.
"Something handsome, of course"
"Oh yes, of course" And then merry
burst oflaughter went the rounds.
What can make Dolly Foster SO late?"
"What can make Dolly Foster so late?"
was echoed and re-echoed, as the hour of
nine drew near. We knowing ones we're of
The opinion that she was detained by some
toilet difficulties; that her beautiful hair had
taken fancy just now when it should have
been most plabe not to curl, or that the
had ruined her dress. But
hese were trihes TO Dolly Foster, and we
we're confident that they would not keep her
away from school. What then was our dis
vexation (people are always vexed whenthey
guess wrong,) when not only on the morning
out afternoon of the last day, it was found
hat Miss Dolly had absened herself It |
vas perfectly unaccountable. She was not
II, for she had been seen flying from one
,art of the spacious farmhouse to another,
oy those who had passed there, as blhhe and
lappy as bee; and when her brother Dick
vas questioned about the matter, he laugh
I'd and looked at the master, while the mas
el blushed and looked out the window.
AS | have said before, the last day passed
IF finely, except that Mr.. Linkum made
ome mistakes, such as calling Fred Light
,ody Dolly--and when he was asked the
ime, saying eight o'clock instead ofthree.-
ind, as have not said before the prize was
his time really reward for application. 1t
vas won by Abraham Nelson, the great awk
ward but perseveringly studious son of Mel
on, the day-laborel; and Abraham Nelson
vas prosecuted forever after. 1t was not +!
trange. Vanity is undoubtedly everywhere
he same reprehensibe thing; but the vanity
f pretty girl has something rather fascin-
ting in it, while that of great lubberly boy
) uncomfortable. Abraham Nelson's vanity
ook on the most disagreeable form, and SO
9th parties we're sufferers,
Mr.. Linkum was a general favorte not
his partality in a parliclar case,
nd believe the "big boys" Of our school
that is, ,al the hopefnls between fourteen and
never felt more inclined 10 be
adly serious than is the hour of four. drew
ear on that long-expected, long-desired
Iarch holiday. They gathered around the
one dreading to give The good
ye shake of the hand--and remember {
hat for one | felt exceedingly vexed by his
eetang indifference. He was evidently
he half wished TO appear seri-
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