The Winchester appeal. [volume] (Winchester, Tenn.) 1856-1856, 1856-05-03

the 1ireSlde.
Yes, he was there, sitting very quiz
ct and still. Icould not tell anything
by his face as entered, but perhaps
that was because had not courage to
half look.
slipped in very softly behind him,
and before he could see me, was nes-
tied on the sofa by his side, with my
face behind his shoulder.
Thought he would be surprised or
pleased to see me--or at least ! ex-
pected him to speak to me; but he new
er said a word-he sat still, looking
into the fire.
Then knew how it was-he had
received bitter, a terrible disappoint-
ment. My heart smote me--what
were my girlish griefs compared with
the deep, manly sorrow which shad-
owed that dear, beloved face? real
lied that to see Harry unhappy, was
to me the cruelest of sorrows. | put
my two arms around his neck, and
WcpC pltIcIly.
Harry turned then with such kind,
gentle smile, and merely said as he
drew, me to him:
"Do not cry, my poor little Olive
do not cry
He soothed me and caressed me as
though | had been a child. Attcrward
lie added, in a sterner voice:
ayes, it is all over now, and must
bear my disappointment like man."
He did bear it like man. | saw
and understood all his struygles--his
stern enduance of his sorrow. | saw
how keenly he suffered, and yet how
bravely and cheertully he bore himself;
| loved him more and more, and yet |
| SO sorry for him, that if had thought
it would have been of any use, | would
have gone myself to the lady whom
he blessed with his love, and plead
with her for him. But for this it was
quite too late. Miss Rutherford was
! already engaged to another when she
returned home.
But much as suffered in seeing
Harry suffer, had one consolallon.-
lie did not brood in moody silence ovei
his disappointment; he loved to talk
with me on the theme nearest his heart.
He liked to tell me, again and again,
all the particulars ofhis acquaintance
with Miss Rutherford. OF the pleas
ant days when they travelled together
of her exceeding loycliness, and OF
the many little incidents on which he
founded his hopes, his almost certain
, ty of her preference. and Of his utter
inability to account for the tickleness
which had prompted her to unite her,
self with another.
did not suggest that the fortune Of
the new lover might be her attraction
for fear of paining Harry; but apart
, from all feminine Jealousy, that is any
KEW of the case, from which nothing
can change me.
! Be that as it may, Harry though
her perfection; he sorrowed and griev
ed for her; and had enough to do t.
., console him. Oh, how thankful fel
= to know that had the power to de
! SO! And when / had succeeded il
chasing the gloomy clouds from hi
brow, and saw him smiling and cheer
full, | felt as happy as a queen. On
= day he said to me:
. "My dear, kind Olive, how we'll yo1
; know howto comfort me! How shoul
you SO well understand what | feel an
, need-how have you learned!'
- ~ have had a similar sorrow my
u SELF" Ireplied, with trembling voice
Harry looked at me tenderly, an
" said, Tiny poor little Olive
I broke from him with burstin
{ tears. exclaiming, "Don't pity me, don
,. Il can't bear itp'
} From this time | often noticed Hal
> > rvs eyes gazing on me with tende
pitying interest. knew what he wa
thinking of, and a blush never faile
Il to rise to my cheek; for ] trembled ft
e my secret, which was, however, nevt
. more secure.
q Harry's mind gradually assumed
10 more buoyant tone. His though
were no longer confined to sing
topic, and he began once more to tai
s an interest in what was passing
" round him. He became more like h
y former self.
20 We were very much together; II
u sorrow we had shared together mac
- US very near and dear to each othe
lie and--I am afraid | was very co
IN scious maiden. but | began to fancy Il
Us interest Harry took in me was dee
ening. Icould not mistake the glan'
tie with which his eyes rested upon me-
m the bright smile which welcomed n
H. approach-the delight he took in e
r. erything | did or said.
lis My old day-dreams and firesl'
&c. dreams came hack to me, SWeeter tn;