The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1859-12-01

disgust.
IL am perfectly charmed" she re
piled, 'oking at him reproachtully.-
81 do not remember ever listening t.
a sermon which fell with deeper
weight upon my heart. Were YOU
not pleased, Mr.. Thornton9'
"Me why yes was in perfect
paradise, for went to sleep and
dreamed of you, my angel"
He would have taken her hand, but
she suddenly withdrew it, and cold
shudder chilled the very blood in heI
veins.
"Liddic,' he said "shall / not cal
you mine Oh, give me but one look
of love It's the only heaven shall
ever desire"
Liddie was silent. He would have
continued, but the carriage had stop.
ped at her fathers gate. He walked
into the parlor. Lddic passed into
her own room, threw herself upon
her couch, and wept bitterly. She
heard the min stcr and her father
walk in and, suddenly bethinking her.
self, resumed her self-possession, and
prepared to receive an introduction.
Why did she so tastily arrange her
toiietl and why did her heart beat
so! Her father led her in, and in a
graceful manner she received the new
preacher. Liddie certainly looked
more lovely at that particular time
than usual. The tears so recently
shed added new brillancy to her eyes,
and the fever of excitement glowed
upon her cheeks. George occupied a
corner of the room, and looked to Lid,
die like a criminal at the bar of jus.
ticc. She soon found that Mr.. Hack.
away was as entertaining out of the
pulpit as in it, and the more she heard
him converse, the more George looked
like or mnal. l.iddie was well
posted on every subject he had intro
duced, and the conversation was us.
tened to with interest by all except
poor George. In a short time he dc.
termned to make his exit, and did so,
to the qualification of Liddic.
Morning came, and the minister
left for the next appointment, but not
without a promise to "call again.
Liddie retired to her room, again to
weep. What emotions stirred her
sou. She could but compare the new
preacher to her lover, and was well
convinced Of his superiority. The
very name OF George seemed repul-
sivc to her, for Mr.. Ilackaway had
already taken possession other heart.
But then he is a preacher! and not
only IA preacher, but u Methodist cir
cul.ridcr! To marry George Thorn
ton | cannot; this heart tells me |
must not; and be q preachers wife |
will not. Wonder if he will ever ask
ne! Wonder if he will ever cherish
a hope! lie may not think me wor-
thy. Oh, lie may nevcr,"-,and a fresh
tide Of tears flowed over her Cheeks
Perhaps he already loves another y
At this thought the poor girl turned
pale. Let US not wonder.
A week passed away. Isabelle and
Liddic met again. Liddie anticipated
the topic for conversation, and she
commenced first.
Isabelle, didn't you fall in love
with George Thornton, Sunday I'm
sure never saw him look SO hand
some before
"Gcorgc Thornton, indeed who
could look upon such puny thing as
he is, when their eyes are permitted
to gaze upon the Rev. Mr.. lIackaway!
George Thornton, indeed |! tell you
what is fact, Liddie, have fallen in
love with the new preacher and if
I'm not a preachers wife before the
year Shall close, it will certainly be a
preachers fault"
Liddic's face colored, but Isabelle
could not exactly read the cause.
Come, Liddie,' she said, you
promised to tell me how you liked
him. I'm ready to hear YOU"
"Like him oh, he'll do very well
for preacher; but -"
"But what, Lddic? I'm sure you
haven't found any fault y
"But one fault. Isabelle, and that is
as big as mountain"
"Pray, what is it :"
ale is Il Methodist circuit.rdcr."
"And is that the only fault? !, for
one. glory in such faults as that; and
if being Methodist circuit-rider's
wife be a fault, prai Heaven it may
fall my lot to bear IT,
"A.m.e.np Liddie's voice faltcred,
and, like Macbeth's amen, "it stuck
in her throat
George Thornton is not wor0y of
you, Liddic; and | trust you may yet
see his faults in time to save you from
the awful abyss to which ! fear you
are Fastening. But you should per-
sist in becoming mistress in yon mag
niiicent palace. | hope you will not
be there long before you will be per.
mitted to look out upon the road, and
see me, on beast OF any description,
by the side of the Rev. Mr.. Hacka.
way. His love will be my palace,
and the light which shines through his
eyes will make it more brilliant than
yours, with all your chandeliers. and
George Thornton's eyes to boot
40 jealousy, thou grccn.eyed mon.
ster p Liddic felt it seize upon her
heart, and it is well she did not speak,
for words OF anger were trembling
upon her lips.
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