Nebraska advertiser., 1859-02-03

hate ham, so long as she lived AS the
thought flashed through her mind, gay,
dashing looking sleigh. drawn by pair
of fine horses, came rapidly up to the
school-house door.
Luck, Lucky Mr.. Stone. The rule fell
harmlessly upon the fair, rosy palm Of
Anna, as he turned his eyes toward the
window and hurriedly exclaimed;
"The committee, Miss Hawkes.. You
can take your seat now, but remain to-
night after school Even for this inter-
ruptiOn, ] should not feel justified in let.
ting the affair pass"
"The last committee man upon earth,
that would care to see! :" exclaimed Mr.
Stone, as be bowed low before the POM
pous young gentleman, known by the cog
nomen Of DR.. Wesley Baker, who raped
with his whip upon the door-said young
gentlemen being one of wealth and educa-
ton. But the teacher did not care a fig
for his wealth-he did not envy him-or
care anything for his education-his own
asequal toit. But what he did care for
was, that Dr. Baker was a great admirer
of Anna Hawkes., and In the present state
Of affairs he did not care about having any
rivals around. Everything went along
smoothly during school hours, as it always
did during the visits of the several COM
mittees, but the moment school was dismi..
sed, DR. Baker stalked across the school.
room floor and up to Anna Hawkes. seat.
Mr. Stone bit his lips with vexation. His
rival had made his appearance quite in the
nick Of time. He dispised meanness heart
ily, denounced it whenever he sawit, but
now in spite of himself, he stood and lis
tened eagerly to catch the few words that
dropped from DR.. Bakers and Annals
lips.
"I'll ask Mr.. Stone to excuse me, he
heard Anna say.
(Which of course he will do, replied
Dr. Baker.
Il am not so certain of that" was the
smiling reply.
Il hope you will pardon me for daring
to ask such thing. but Dr. Barker wish
es me to drive with him in his new sleigh,
which am very anxious 10 do. and so I'd
like to be excused from remaining this
evening TO take my feruling, promising
to come early tomorrow morning"
Mr.. Stone bowed and said, Every well, y
though the words quite choked him. He
secretly wished DR.. Barker 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.. Barker, that he was the most
miserable man in existence, and that be
would purchase him farm, go to work
on the railroad, would do anything rather
than teach another school. He had al
ready engaged to take charge of tie vii
lage academy the following spring, bat
now he resolved he would not do it. He
would throw up the engagement at once.
"No doubt she thinks me a very brute, I"
he said to himself, as the gay equipage
went dashing down the street. Perhaps
after all, she had not meditated that ruth
less attack upon his dignity and patience,
he mused. Indeed, now be thought of it
again, the whisper was more like a sud
den exclamation than anything else
Yet, he had not given her the slightest
chance for an explanation, but like an ex-
ecutioner who loved his occupation, hur-
ried her forward to punishment-the
dolt that he called himself. He had a
very poor opinion of Arthur Stone Just at
that moment. He was sure that he would
! quite like to horsewhip him.
A fair counterpart of the teachers
thoughts were those Of the pupil 1t was
a dull, dreary drive that Anna Hawkes.
took with DR.. Barker. She had no heart
to enjoy it after the folly of the after
noon.
"He thinks I do not care for, or respect
him." was the thought uppermost in her
mind, whichever way she turned. "And
this is the return that / am making him
| for all his kindness to me-all the interest
he has taken in my studies, both out Of
school and IN. D, if he could but know
the truth"
The truth! The young girl startled her.
self by the words. And what was the
truth? Il was this. She IoUed .aTthu,
Stone Lowed him better than live itself
! A cry of pain went from her lips, as the
knowledge settled slowly down upon hel
heart But what proof had she giver
him of this? What proof that she wa.
any other than a vain, selfish, unwoman.
ly thing. None, alas, none Like any
woman who is conscious Of her power, she
], gloried in hers over Arthur Stone. b.
how was he to know that it was any othel
than the glory Of a tickle, heartless CO
quette, rather than that Of a strong, lov
ing, true-hearted woman, who makes be-
power a golden chain about the heart o
the man she loves, by which she draw
him tenderly and gently toward herr
How, o, how, was he TO know thiss IT,,
thought was agonizing to her.
She resolved at last 10 go to him in III
morning and confess her fault, humblinl
as it was He should know at least. tha
5 she held his feelings too sacred to wounI
them wantonly. But in the morning sh
was sick and feverish hardly able to III
: her head from the pillow. She could nc
z see Arthur that day, so she must wai
: contentedly until the next. Against he
5 wishes DIR. Barker was sent for, WI