Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1859-05-19


l into your parlor, where / was waitin' fo
her just now, l steeled my heart again her
bonny as she looked, and felt jealous o
} her fine dress and lady ways. She sale
she was ready to go with me, but. sh,
seemed 20 be frightened like, l thought
and l doubted her still. So l said to he
Gt was a sudden thought that come,
don't know howl "If you'll cross tLat lawr
!: hand in hand with me, and own me afor,
all those people, I'll believe you love me
as you ought" Whereupon, sir, before ID
time to consider o what | asked Il WASN'T
myself just then,) she stepped out of the
window, and brought me straight into youl
presence, without a murluur or blush
And God love her for it. And so he will
1t was right noble act, though 1 hadn't
ought to have asked it."
| Jessie hid her face on fathers arm and
he stopped. 80
| Every one was silent. The simple
earnestness of the man, and his erect vet
modest bearing, had touched all present,
'Mr. Mallet," said an old gentleman
coming forward, al admire and sympathize
with your conduct. May God bless your
daughter"
The old clergyman, high dignitary of
the church, laid his hand on Jessie's arm,
and led her to seat.
"Let me shake hands, with yeu, Mr..
Mallet. honor both your head and your
heart" -.
1t was his lordship who spoke. Yes;
Mrs. Hale might stare, and refuse to cred
it the evidence of her senses; but there
was her noble guest actually shaking hands
with a man without gloves. When a
right reverend dean and peers son had
thus openly acknowledged the stone mason,
no one was afraid of losing caste by ad-
dressing him.
Jessie and her father would probably
have become lions, had they not stolen off,
through Dick Hale's agency, to a quiet par
lor, where they were left alone to them
selves.
Of course the archery fete at Hale Fields
was long remembered in the neighborhood,
and gained considerable eclat from what
the ladies pleased to term "the romantic
incident" that terminated the day.
One summer evening, some few years
later a family group was assembled about
the shade of sycamore, in front Of pref
ty house in Devonshire. .-.7-
The garden overlooked The sea, and from
the seat under the sycamore, the white,
birdlike sails of the fishing boats coming
up with the tide, and the great hull of
Plymouth steamer, in the distance, with
its smoke-plume trailing along the horizon,
were visible. -
1t was Richard Mallet and his family
who were assembled in. the garden at the
Cliff Farm.
The father, with roll Of paper on his
knee and pencil and compasses in hand,
was planning some Improvements for the
farm-yard. His wife, busy with her knit
ting, sat at little distance. One of the
boys lay on the grass at his mothers feet,
reading 10 her; the other was watching the
Plymouth steamer through telescope
Jessie, alone with her father, on the bench
under the tree, sat with her hands cIasped
idly before her, and her face fixed on the
sea. She looked very pretty in that
thoughtful attitude.
"Father," she said suddenly, II was Just
thinking how strangely good has come out
of evil in our two lives. Uncle Zeb's
wicked intentions seemed TO have carried
with them their own Illustration. He has
Knit us closer together than ever. Think
I never should have known how much /
loved you, had | rot been separated from
my home all those years; and / certainly
never could have known how much you
loved me-" ''a ''e sA ->8l's &,
Jessie took hold of her fathers hand, as
she spoke and looked at him with unutter.
able affection. i' -
ayes, Jessie, good has come out of evil
in our lives as you say. And l think peo-
pie would often have less power to injure
US than they have, were we but true to
ourselves. As long as you and me remain
ed so, Uncle Zeb's curse would never have
done US any harm. We want more faith |
in one another, and then we'd SEQ less cold
ness and disunion than there IS in the
world. But / mustn't preach; It's only |
your mother who says. I'm as good as the |
parson, or who thinks me as clever, bless
her hearth He looked towards his wife |
with fond smile. ...s..S = p. - -
aHolloa, what are they up to there!-
See, there's Phil shouting like mad p'
There was evidently great excitement
amongst the mother and her boys.
s.There he goes, father. There's the gen.
tleman who took US out fishing the other
day, and Jumped overheard when Ned fell
into the waterr' s $50
A stranger was standing near the edge
of the cliff beyond the garden WALL y
"0h' do run and ask him to come in"
said the mother. al have seen him there
nearly every night this week, and wondered
who he could Be. To think Ididn't know
him! You go too, Jessie; you'll know
how to thank him. Here's your hat"
Jessie took her fathers arm, and they set
off for the cliff. As they drew near the
stranger, Jessie suddenly grasped tight
hold Of her fathers arm. "Oh, stop, faith
Look he's coming this way" |,
Jessie had recognized the figure before
her-it was that Of Mr.. Dick Hale.
He bad been prowling about the neigh
borhood for some days past. in secret
sort of way, quite unlike bis usual open
Wild ducks had been the os-
tensible object Of his wanderipgs, as the I
yun upon his shoulder gave evidence of;
but the sea-fowl appeared only to freq6ent
,ne part of the coast, and that was the
immediate neichborhond of the cliff Farm. L