Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1849-10-11

sOiDt tlI1e.
"Certainly' MISS" said the delighted
Bomboyite; and when she seated her.
self by him, she gazed into his face
with such queer kind of mixed up de-
light and establishment, that Walter &C.
tually took look down upon himself to
ascertain what there was about his per.
son that appeared TO be so pleasing to
the fair maiden: but he Uncovered
nothing unusual. The, stage rolled on
toward Derby, at its usual rapid rate of
five miles an hour, and Walter and the
merry maid seemed as chatty and cosey
together, as though they had known
each other for years instead of minutes.
The minister tried TO engage the ring.
lets in conversation, but he soon found
himself nowhere" She had neither
eyes nor ears for any body else bu,
Walter; and he had told her more about
his own travels and Bombay scenery
than any body else before or since.
AT last they came to Derby. Their
horses had 10 be changed, and -four
fresh skeletons were harnessed up and
tackled on to the old stage. Walter
handed the gentle girl back to her old
seat as gracefully as the could have
done had he never lived in Bombay, but
always stopped in New York. They
were alone now; the minister and the
other old woman had got out at Derby.
"Well we are off once more: how
far are you going?" said Walter as the
stage went off.
mot quite as far as Litchfeld. You
say that your friends reside at Pom.
perany! How glad they will be 10 see
you"
Every probably, unless they have
forgotten me, which is likely, for l sup
pose have altered some in six years."
mot particle, l."
The pretty maid forgot what she
was going TO say, but at last remem-
bered and continued:
81 should sappose you had not alter
ed, for you said you were seventeen
when you was last al home, and now
you are only twenty.three. You must
have been grown nearly as large as
you are now"
"Perhaps so; but still, | am some W ha
tanned by exposure in an East India
climate"
Yet ! think you will be recognised
by everybody in the village. Do you
know young lady in Pomerany of the
name of Mary Fuller.
"Wha,! little Mary? my little wife,
as used to call her? Why, Lord love
you do you know her? Bless her heart
My trunk is filled with knick. knacks fol
her especial use. Do kno,o her! VIII,
| have thought of her ever since wa
away. Young lady!-why she is
little bit of girl; she is only ten year
old. No; she must be older than tina
now. l suppose | shall find her con
siderably. By the way, are you no
cold! 1t is getting chilly"
The delighted young lady was tryin
TO conceal her face, which had Gale
forth Walters exclamation.
Eyes, it is getting colder; it is nearl
dark" and SO it was. Walter had
boat-cloak, and after very little troubl
he was permitted to wrap it aroun
her lovely form; and somehow or othe
his arm went with it, and in the conf
sion he was very close 10 her, and b
, arm was around her waist. outside ii
J cloak though; then he had TO put h
face down to hear what she said, an
somehow those long ringlets ofsoft silk
hair was playing across his cheek
, Human nature could not and wou
! not stand i. any longer; and Waite
The modest Walter drew his arm clos,
= than ever, and pressed upon the war
: rosy lips of his beautiful fellow.travell'
glowing, burning, regular Eas, Ind
/ Bombay kiss, and then blushed himse
e at the mischiefhe had done, and waite
y for the stage to upset, or something ell
to happen; but no, she had not maj
: any resistance; on the contrary, he f
J. distinctly that she had returned i
s kiss; the very first kiss, too, he had ev
IS pressed upon woman's lips since
e gave parting kiss to little Mary Full
and he would have sworn he heard b