The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1854-08-23

3suaS STORY OF A C0URTSHP.
"CoME-come,' said Mrs. Gray, 'you
ID have been. moping there long enough
nephew, forgetting manners and every.
a.. thing else. Here are the apples waiting
land no one to- hand them around, fol-
when I once get settled in this easy
.afsaehairn-here; the. good woman gave q
smiling surveyofher ample person, which
certainly oYerfowed the chair at every
point, leaving all but a ridge of the bach
sandthercWYiag arms quite inFisible-
Cit isn't a. very easy thing to get uI
sFagaB. wow hustle about, and while We
old women rest ourselves, you and Julia
there, can try Your luck with the apple
rssa seeds. tsLs ss3-Hs-sr
- $3.50 Iremember the first time I ever sur.
stiF missed that Mr.. Gray had taken a notion
to me was. once. when We were at an APP
-srg ple-cutting together down IN Main
- Somehow Mr.. Gray got into my neigh
borhood when we ranged round the great
. basket of apples. 1 felt my checks burn
the minute he drew his seat so close to
mine, and took out his jaek-knife to be-
gin work. He pared and I~quartered.
Ineyer looked up but once-then his
cheek was redder than mine, and he held
the jaek-knife terribly unsteady. By
and-by he got a noble, great apple, vel.
81 low as gold, and smooth as a Baby's
~ cheek Twas looking at his hands side
wise from under my lashes, and saw that
- he Was pairing it carefully as if every
- round of the skin was a strip of gold
at last he cut it off at the seed end, and
the soft ringszfell down over his wrist
- and took the apple from his fingers.
-sssa,s'' Now, % said he, in a whisper, bend
ing his head a little, and raising the ap-
81 ple-peels carefully with his right hand,
s4"Im just as sure this will be the first
@aettcrs of the name / love, as. / am that
olswesare alive He began swiftly whirl-
sseiBg the apple-peel round his head; the
company were all busywith one another,
and [ was the. only person who saw the
yellow links quivering around his head,
Ssonee, twice, three times. Then he held
lit still a moment, and sat looking right
e. Into my eyes.4I held my breath and so
Sfsdid he. sEf
;z5,4'ssNow; says he, andhis breath came
sssout with a culver, "what if it should be
ssyDur name ?''-
@"I did not answer, and we both look
ed back at the same time. Sure enough
sait was a letter s. No pen ever made
aa one more beautifully. dust as 1 ex-
-peeted y said he, and his eyes grew
- 0A1utOAOSy - JUST II L CADCCG-
6sed!" That was all he said >"
-so" And what answer did you make him,
-~eaunt2sp asked Robert Otis, who had
ssbeen listening with a flushed face
Esss What did you say
III -" / didn't speak a word, but quartered
ssonsjust az fast as l could. As for Mr..
"a Grey, he Kept pairing, and pairing, like
all possessed [ thought he would new
erastop- pairing, or speak a word more.
B~y-and-bye he stuck the point of his
knife into an apple, and unwinding the
skin from around it, he handed it over
nstolme. Itawas a red skin, 1 remember,
and cut as smooth as a ribbon. "
E-oFs. IsAouldnsta bit wonder if that drop
sped into a letter g." says Mr.. Gray
~sesSuppose you try it -
ssgtf4Yel1 / teekth red apple-skin, and
Whirledi 1t three times round my head,
-asand down it went on to the floor, curled
S[npsmte the incest capital G that you ev-
sp6rsetseyes on .nssI -bseHs tt'st
SaiEss'Mrs Grdy, he looked at the letter.
and then sort Of ,sidewise into my face.
is g. JAsays he, taking up the apples
tsskiDSaBd eatingit, asf it had been the
first mduthful Of a Thanksgiving dinner.
ssHoE would yen like to see them two
@lettersseons a. new set of silver tea
ssspoons ?niss I.
reilly believe. you could have lit a
eandlelat smysface, it burned so but 1
COULDN'T speak more than if I'd been
tosEastisgnH 13IIIM
but did youneyer answer about the
ssspoons z 'isasked Julia. =
.yassMseh,, yes, I believe I did, the next
Sunday night, said, the. old lady, de-
murely, ,smeethipgsher apron.-Frous
saFsashsoniand Fahnfne - JY Hrs. Inn
IS StspAc1S. -
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