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twilight. You might see them any summer
evening IN the porch, sitting side by side,
talking as iamiiarly as brothers, of the flu
ture and of the past as well, They had lived
near each other a long lifetime. There too
WA, Mrs. Simpson, who used to stop in the
street as she passed the Coloncl's, and speak
n word, if hut to hear the two old mems
voices; They sounded SO hravenly-likc,'
she used to say. And there was Fanny Will
son. Carries best friend, almost as fair, and
quite aS gentle and then. Harry Wilson too,
dearest of all the world to Carrie Gray ydon
{" And he was worthy the love even of Car
rie. \ noble fellow he was. with stout
arm and Il stout heart. and ready to die for
| her at any time, as he did at last, His love
was manly. and cnohlcd himself as well as
its object. 1t was no whining, whimpering
love, tha' thrivcs in mooney nights, and talks
of stars, or shivcrs over CRATES IN the winter,
and dreams of summer coming again. 1t was
no ballroom love, that lived in a touch of
the glovcd finger in II cotilion, ur the public
embrace of the waltz. No such love us the
men and women of this day talk and write
of. Ry all the saints, | would not buy that
girl love that YOU bowed to in the street the
last day we were in the city, if you priced it
at a kiss press lips nOw-a-days as used
to press my father S old aunt's lips, who re-
wardcd me with fortune for my respectful
situations. The old lady thought there was
the air Of a gentleman in my kisses -
Faugh used to kiss with heart as well as
lips but these days are cold, and my heart
and lips. too Phil, touch that fire. IN
| shivcring.
What brilliant love that was. re-
member hundred little incidents now that
proved it's furhcarancc and its beauty. They
never exchanged an unkind word From
childhood till the end, they placed unbound
ed confidence each in the other. | believe if
Henry had told Carrie it was showing in It
hot August day, she would have put cloak
on to 20 out, and shivcred at that, 50 firm
was her faith in all he siid. lie never had
deceived her, in thought or decd The hypo-
critical days were not come, tho men have
been hypocritcS from the days Of Adam. But
hypocrisy is the characteristic of this day,
and the whole world is Il sort Of masked ball.
tod only knows what skeletons and Deaths
heads are under the cloak, and masks
- was talking about Carrie Grrydon,
wasn't ! wander rarcnthically. Do not
be surprised if discuss the quadraturc of the
circle before finish my story, for I'm in Il
rowing humur.
"fhc Colonel loved Henry too as Iii. own
son. knowing that he expected to he 50, when
Carrie should he eighteen. 1t lacked Il year
of that yet
- 1t WAS the afternoon Of the seventeenth of
August remember the date because of my
frequent recurrence to it and its history
Henry and Carrie were away on the hills ON
horseback. They left at two o'clock, and
were to return by seven. Carrie bad my horse
Zephyr: | often lent hIm to her.
She kissed her hand to me gaiv II, she flew
away, and returned the salute littc think
ing of the close of that day pleasure
~ dincd with Colonel Gravdon. aud Mr.
Winter WAS also at his house till evening,
when an approaching storm warned us home
ward The >uddcnncss with which it came III
prevented my going farther than DR.. Wilson :
and there turned in to wait for the return OF
my hurS,, as we'll as the end of the storm 1t
was a fearful TEMPEST at first, and then fol-
lowed ii flood of rain The small mountain
streams were swollen to torrents. aud the
creek became IL broad river. shaking the vii
llgc with its roar and heavy fall over the mp
per ledge of rocks, The mountains trrmblcd
at the noise of the thunder, and the voice OF
God shook the earth itself. a tall tree bcf,r,
DR.. W ilSOn Office, swaycd to and fro in til,
wind with gruuning sound, and as the gal,
increased it bent over, and stood watching
it from the window. suddenly there came
crash of thunder that shook the foundations
of the world, and seemed to rock the old rartl
to and fro, and the tall tree went down, hu
, silently for the noise of its fail was over
| powered by that deep sound that went rolling
away among the mountains. now lower. nov
; louder, cchoing from some elm. or moauin!
{ through a far of glen, till it died away and
stiffness ensucd which was more sublime thai
the voice that preceded It. .,Jt a syu;I wa
in the air ; not "a whisIct o. the Win1i. not
rustllng brdnci,, nOt II drop of rain, to brca
the solemn silence. Then, like tac wall of
mother over her dead boy, that wall ola bro
ken heart, than which no voice Of human ut
! tcrance is nor, sud, stole out on tie hushc
air, tho same sweet sound Of the wind go
heard Just nrw. Fitluly at first, as if IL
, wccpcr dared not weep aloud then more dis
| tinct, until it swellcd into a thrilling Wi
r that made one half believe AN angel va,
+ mourning for her love and then it died ava
II family, AS if the heart was crushed, and lii
II had departed with the last notes Of that unu
y tcrabv mclodious voice.
:" was still standing at the window whe
il a CLEAN of sunshine broke through the cloud
n and rainbow rested across the glen. With
, II few moments the sun went down, and Col,
v mel Graydon came in. lie was anxious lci
=, Henry and Carrie had been caught among Il
/, hills, and the horses would be rcstve at Il
ii lightning. We sat talking till after darl
! and then were aroused by II call for aid. to :
cure the old bridge below the fall, which Il
,e swollen stream had nearly carried away
| You remember it was about a half mile fro
al the village, and we fastened there with IT.
zen hands. The bridge was in bad conditi,
in So bad that no one dared cross it 1t W;
cr swaying back and forth, aud every imsta
AZ seemed as if the addition of AN ounce wcirl
r. would send II down. The stream was in vi
il commution, lcaI ing along in the mooulig'
nj siIycry aud laughing, but with terrible fur
IS, The moon shonr gloriously on the trees ~
.rt water. Phil, nate the moon. She is cold
III terribly cold-and she smiles 50 mockingy
We agony, that do not trust her smiles on 10
h. The stars are different. They suit thcmsrl
20. to our mOOds-arc as sad as we are sad, "a
Nv gleam joyfully when We rejoice, But t
,ot moon is tho same calm, cool, smiling moon
lac woe or gladncss.
ne, - shrank from the stream with u shudd,
beautiful as it was, and did not offer any
rv- to the men who were making fast that g
ms we'll they could While they W,
ny at work, heard the sound of horses hu
in coming down the opposite hill, and was
tonishcd to see Henry aud Carrie emerge fir,
it'll the wood at rapid trot. rhcy should l.,
ow come by the other road, hut had taken Ia
route around We shouted to them, hut 4
ten did not hear us. They were nughiug gai
len as we could see in the mo0nli glt, aud tirri
,ep hand was lAnytully raised to strike lien
with her whip as they came on the bridge
She They had but crossed half way when Ilcl
an saw his danger. Evidently it was a sud,
ldy discovery, ipr he seized Carries rein, di
hat his own Close, and shouted, that We he
was him distinctly, " On, on, for your lite, {
rir, and dushcd forward. side by side
rcd two horses made tremendous leaps,
up- three more would have saved them. Col,
Siit Graydpn rushed forward, but strong q
hcn held him back, for Mr. " Inter was not We
And though old and silycr-haired.
trly "I'phyr WAS "A tempest, but il was too /
al The noble animlis strained every limb, ia
tier selves doubtless aware of the fearful dang
him the bridge swayed downward, back agai
re- downward-it cracked, il crashed, it thun
lllS cd over the roar oi the stream-thry
uye- gone | saw the white rlram of A hand n
lOnr thr su rG,ce nT tho t,,rrant umnng ,I,uL =