The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1859-06-09

plying interest. l knew what he was
thinking of, and blush never failed to
rise to my cheek, for 1 trembled for
my secret, which was, however, never
more secure. sq b3aa-3H
Harry's mind, gradually regained a
more buoyant tone. His thoughts were
longer confined to a single painful
topic, and he began once more to take
an interest in what was passing around
him. He became more like his former
self SIS 89si3 Il Mocg ei6ib aif
We were very much together; the
sorrow we had shared together had
made us very near and dear to each
other, and-I am afraid l was a very
conscious maiden, but 1 began to fan
cy that the interest Harry took in me
was deepening. 1 could not. mistake
the glance with which his eyes rested
upon me-the bright smile which well
coined my approval : the delight he
took in everything 1 did or said.
NY both day-dreams and fireside
dreams came back to me, sweeter than
ever. 4
We both Of us retained our old hab-
it of musing by the twilight fire. 1t
was at that time and place that most of
Harry's confidence had been made, but
it had now been long since he had al
luded to the past. bgti
The long winter had merged into a
late, cold spring, and the cheering blaze
was still agreeable as we sat one eve
ming in our usual places. 7 7d
After a long silence chanced to look
up to find Harry's eyes earnestly re-
garding me. a
''Olive," he said, abruptly, "do you
believe in second love?"
+" Sometimes, in man." replied,
carelessly: in woman, nevre."
Harry was silent for few moments;
and then said, r.
Your fisrt position is true, Olive.
[ know it and feel it, Bnt your second
is fragrantly false, or if not, he added
vehemently, "I'll make it so. Olive,
you must and shall love e."
"Donot swear, Harry" said 1; "it's
wicked and besides, | greatly mistake
if you do not soon wish that VOW un-
registered
He did not heed the light tone of my
reply, but continued earnestly.
solve, the past has become to me
rs dream OF something unreal and
transitory. The love which has grown
in my heart for you is founded on surer
foundations 1t is entwined with eve
ry fibre of my being. Olive, l could
no more give you up than l can part
with life itself. Dearest let the past,
be the pastI beseech you, for us both.
Consent to be mine now, and forever
Il can consent to a great deal, Har-
ry," said /, giving him my hand, " but
can never consent to give up my past
my dear, beautiful past-aud never,
never can give up my first love-"
Harry looked deeply panied and
grieved. l was torturing that noble
heart which had lately suffered so much.
I had not the cruelty even by a mo-
ment's farther trihing to delay its ap-
preaching happiness. l therefore ad-
ded softly, a
How if / admit, Harry, that yo's
were my first love? Would you then
insist upon my choosing second %
Harry looked at me in astonishment.
!. "But you told me" he began.
swell, what if l did ?" / interrupt
ed, little snappishly, "it was all true
enough-but why must be put to the
blush, by being made to confess how
long | thought of you before you even
cast glance on me? %
Harry gazed at me with beaming
eyes. while his mind evidently ran over
the past. M
"My poor Olive" he said, while
tears actually stood in his eyes, "and
have you indeed suffered for my sake
Was it thus you learned so we'll how to
comfort me-selfish ungenerous crea-
ture that l was? But that is passed
now," he continued, as he folded me in
his arms, "henceforth it shall be me to
play the part of comforter, and l will
see if / cannot make a lifetime devotion
atone for anything you may have suf-
fered in the past"
A veritable young gentleman,
four years old, recently threw his ma
ternal relative into fit Of admiration