Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1859-04-21

"I'll ask Mr. Stone to excuse me-" he
heard Anna say.
(which of course he will DO, replied
DR.. Barker.
81 am not certain" was the smiling
reply, as she started towards his desk.
81 hope you'll pardon me for daring
to ask such thing, but DR.. Barker
wishes me to drive with him in his new
sleigh, which I'm very anxious to do,
and SO I'd like to be excused from re-
naming tonight to take my feruling,
promising to come early tomorrow
morning"
Mr.. Stone bowed and said, very we'll
though the words quite choked him
lie secretly wished Dr.. Baker and his
new sleigh in China. and himself free
from the vocation of school teaching
He thought as he stood moodily by his
desk watching Anna Hawkes. pin her
plaid shawl closely about her throat,
and tie under her chin the blue ribbons
OF her quilted hood, preparatory to her
drive with DR.. Baker, that he was the
most miserable man in existence, and
that he should purchase him 4 farm,
work shoveling on the Railroad, would
do anything rather than teach another
school. He had engaged already to
take charge of the village academy the
following spring, but now he resolved
that he would not do 1.-THE would throw
up the engagement at once.
"No doubt she thinks me q very
BRUTE" he said to himself, as the gay eq-
| uipage went dashing down the street,
Perhaps after all, she has not medita-
ted that ruthless attack upon his digni-
ty and patience. Indeed, now he tho,t
of it again, the whisper was more like
| sudden exclamation than anything else.
ct he had not given her the slightest
chance for an explanation, but, like the
executiOnor who loved his occupation,
hurried her forward to a punishment
the dolt, that he called himself He
had very poor opinion Of Arthur
Stone just al that moment. He was
sure that he Should like to horsewhip
him.
a fair counterpart Of the pupils
thoughts and feelings were those of the
teacher. 1t was dull dreary drive
that Anna Hawkes. took with DR.. Bar
ker. She hadn't a heart to enjoy it If
ter the folly Of the afternoon. lie
thinks l do not care for nor respect
him." was the thought uppermost in her
mind whichever way she turned "And
this is the return | am making him for
all his kindness to me-all the interest
he has taken III my studies, both III and
out Of school. O, if he could but know
che truth 20
The truth. The young girl startled
herself by the words. And what was
the truth ? She buried her burning face
III her hands as she asked the question.
1t was this. She loved Arthur Stone /
loved him better than life itself! A cry
Of pain went from her lips, as the knowl- |
edge slowly settled down upon her
heart. But what proof had she given
him OF this What proof that she was
any other than . vain, selfish, unwoman-
ly thing? None, alas none Like any
woman who is concious Of her power, |
she gIorled IN llers over Arthur Stone. |
But how was he TO know that it was any
but the glory OF; 4 tickle, heartless CO.
quet, rather than that OF strong, loving |
true-hearted woman, who makes her
bower golden chain about the heart of
the man she loves, by which she draws
him tenderly and gently towards her ?
how, ., how was he to know this? The |
thought was agOnizing to her.
She resolved at last to go to him in
the morning and confess her fault, hum
bling as it was. He should know, at
least, that she Aeld his feelings too sa
10 In,
the morning $, e was sick and feverish,
scarcely able t. lit her head from the
pillow. She could not see Arthur that
day, and 50 she must contentedly wait |
for the next. Against her wishes, DIR. |
Barker was summoned, who croaked du-
blousl y OF teI er that was hanging over
her. She NUT be careful, be very qui. |
ct, and follow his directions, he said,
and he would come again in the after
noon to learn how she was getting along.
lie CO me III the afternoon, but at an un
lucky hour. Anna sat leaning back III
the rocking chair by the window, look
ing eagerly up the street. But while
he prated learnedly by her side, he saw
n rapid red stain through the white
ness If her check, AID an eager light
break out from the clear blue oil
her eyes. Arthur Stone was passing
by the house, and viewing with u scorn
ful curl OF the lip the handsome equl
page of DIR. Barker. lie did not look
beyond 1t, to the pale face bent SO earn
estly towards him, but turned his eyes
coldly aw ay and walked haughtily down
the street, while Anna sank back with
a sigh into the softly cushioned chair.
The next morning she refused to re-
main away from school another day
Arthrr Stone would say she was COW
ardly, that she feared ferruling, that
she a6sented herself purposely, because
OF the mlsundC rstandiug Of Tuesday af-I
ternOon, which She was TOO guilty to-
face again. She would go to school
though she dropped faihting on her
way. She could notrest until her wea-
~ mind was unburdenod Of this heavy
load. SO she went, pale and trembling,
at an early honr to the sch0ol-house.
"HoW he scorns mellow he hates
me u she thought, as Mr.. Stone quiet
ly raised his eyes TO her face, and she
bowed silent good morning as she en-
tered the room. How could she ever
face that stern. cold gaze, and make her
excuses for not keeping her appoint
ment of the previous morning.
u W as too i'll to come out yesterday
mornlr 80" she said in a trembling voice,
or 81 lould not have broken my promise.
Wll this morning do as well?"
MIR. Stone glanced keenly into her
tace. The blanched cheeks and white
guy ering lips testified to the truth OF
what she said. care you able to be