The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-11-21

behind her. Twice she looked roInd, and the
tall, gray form was stalking after her. The
heart of the lady in black fluttered in spite of
all her efforts to restrain it. Again she turn
ed her head, and that same form was coming
with measured steps.
"What can he mean by turning and follow
ing me 1' she asked herself, as she walked a
long. "Who can he be? He's some country
man. Perhaps he thinks he knows me-"
| Having passed out of Washington into Bed
ford street. she ventured to look round again,
and saw uncle Dick just turning the corner in
full purs nit. His eye was upon that dark
dress and that eenteel form, for he was deter
mined to spot the house she entered, or follow
her until the sun went down. Every time she
turned her head he felt a kind of twinge, as if
some magnetic chord was touched.
Il Why. believe he's determined to follow
me home" she thought. 81 viii hurry my steps,
and perhaps he'll give up the chase
She did so, but in yain for uncle Dicks
legs carried him along quite as fast as she
could find it convenient TO walk. Thus they
proceeded passing from one street TO another,
and finally crossing the South Boston bridge.
Uncle Dick began to think she was leading
him wild goose chase; nevertheless, he was
fully resol we'd to follow her so long as the day
light lasted, if she didn't haul up before that
time. And on she went, and he after her,
keeping precisely the same distance between
them.
Thus they proceeded, until she entered a
Il small wooden house, and passed on by 1t Il
few rods. and then returned and passed about
as far the other way. Thus he kept going
backward and forward, every time shortening
the distances, like a bird flying round the en-
chanting scrgent, until she drops into his
mouth. Eight times he passed this house, be-
fore he could make up his mind TO stop, and
as often as every other time he passed, he saw
the lady gazing through the window. Both
were now much excited. The widower at last
plucked up courage and knocked at the door.
The lady, still with her bonnet and shawl,
answered the summons. and opened The door,
DO YOU know me q asked uncle Dick with
beating heart and trembling voice.
"Indecd, do not" she replied, anxiously
gazing upon him, and feeling a kind of instinct
that he was widower.
But why she had such an instructive i'm
preston, would puzzle human philosophy to
tell. Both were silent for a moment. He
hardly knew what to say next; but he liked
her face, and the sound of her voice.
" Did you think on knew me? 2" she con-
tinued, getting over her fright somewhat, as
he did not look daggers at her so much as he
did more innocent things. She thought his
countenance was a very honest one.
" | cannot say rs | did," he replied. "But
| thought ! should like 10 know you."
VIII you walk in sir 2" she asked, with a
sweet smile and musical voice.
! He very cheehully accepted her invitation,
and walked into 4 snug room, kept very neat,
but not cxpensivcly furnished.
This is YOUR home, is it ?" he asked, while
she was taking of her bonnet and shawl.
at is house my poor husband hired be-
fore his DEATH" she replied, while her voice
was chokeJ with grief, and her eyes were be-
ing filled with tears
& Then your husband is dead ?" he said,
feeling a tear start to his own eye.
40, YES, he's gone, never more to RETURN
she replied, gazing upon the tear that stood
gIistening in his eye, and crying more sriev
ous,y than before.
They now sat sometime in silence, commun-
ing with their own hearts, and feeling emo
tons TOO big for utterance.
How long since YOUR husbands death -
he inquired, in tremu'ouS voice.
About two months" she replied, wiping
away the falling tears.
6" A remarkable coincidence" he said, WHIP
ing away his tears also. Gle must have died
about the time nv poor wife closed her eyes
on all earthly things"
"Thcn you have lost wife p she said,
while fresh supply of tears came into her
ewes.
81 have indeed, and feel an aching void in
my heart, he replied. ''What time did your
husband die Z"
The twentieth day of last November" she
answered 1T was dr FIJI day to me-"
Wonderfulp' exclaimed Uncle Dick The
same day my wife diedl How strange -
at is, indeed strange" she said, covering
her face with her hands, but looking through
her fingers at the widowcr.
- never can get over this wonderful meet
ing" he said. at seems to me that u good
Providence urged me to follow you to this
house"
You seem to sympathise with me-" she
said. 80, a true friend is everything in this
cold. wicked world"
You feel just as do he said, laying the
full palm of his hand on the back of hers, and
fondly gazing into her face.
i All, at that moment the image of his wife
vanished from his heart, and the widow in
mourning took its place. She, too, forgot her
husband, as she felt the warm pressure of his
hand, and saw his loye-lit eyes
"A special Providence seems to have
brought us together" she said, leaning her
head on his shoulder and signing deeply. '''
Il feel it. he replied, resting his cheek up
on the top of her head, and signing, too.
The work was done How strangely, We.
sweetly; their hearts conversed together, while
their tongues were silent. In less than one
month from that time the widow Haines be-
came the wife of Uncle Dick. showing to the
world how. easily two broken and bleeding
hearts may be healed by the application of the
proper remedies.
$50 is HEN."-An eccentric character a.
bout town habitually uses this phrase whenev-
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