The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1860-04-05
N lumber II.

crowned with roses, which soIno OF tho
young girls had woven in y wreath for
hcr,thcsunshine flashing in her bright,
black hair, calm, selfpossessed, ard
stately rs young queen.
saw the dark, bright, handsome
eyes OF Mr. Donham light up as they
had never done at the commg.ofany of
the others, | saw the color flush into
his face, and his eager look, until he
was out ofsight, I know there was no
hopc for poor little Irono then,
Shall | scnd up any of the other
girls, Mr., Dcuham?' said l, turning
away.
Yes hcrcplicd, trying to look care,
less 'you may tell Miss Wales to como
to her lesson. Itisnot hor day; Lut it
does not matter
Not tho least, my dear sir thought
l., as l went away. i have no doubt
you would be perfectly willing to give
Miss Wales a lesson every day
As | entered the yard, | found Nea
sitting on low bench, hummng to
herself the last song Mr. Denham had
taught us--'Lovc not
How does tho game go on, NGa"
said, standing beside her.
'What came ! she asked, looking up.
'Oh.you know the great game Of hearts
You begun with the day Mr.. Donham
came here, Have you lost or Won?
She rose up and stood proud and
quernly beside me.
lost" she repeated, scornfully; do l
look like one to losc%
| would not answer the question,
though | Iougod TO say something sharp
and singing TO lower her arrogance.
Mr., Dcoham told mc to send you to
your lesson, | said coidly.
so he said, romar.ling ut the same
time, that it made no matter. No
doubt you find the change quite as
agreeable Us he does,
sOh. Of course, music-cssons are rath-
cr agreaaOic than otherwise she said,
moyug away, with a quiet smile. i
= want to seek out Irene | found her
, leaning against a tree hooking pale and
: anxious.
1 She came over eagerly, as l ap-
$ proacncl; and looked wi,tfully up in
s my face. My heart ached for her, as
| saw these sad, weary, blue eyes, !
put my arm round her waist, and drew
her with me to u low seat.
'Vr!I| she said, with Quivcrng lips
you mustuot think ofhim any moro,
littIc darling, You must try TO Danish
hun from that loving little heart OF
yours just As soon rs you can
Ucrittc godon head dropped on my
shou.,,r without word, and | felt it
grow wet with her tears Now and
, then, a deep, conyUisiyc, shivoring sob
p wou d hcuye her bosom, but neither Of
Us spoke.
i Sn ,vc .,t tiIl fine bell rang, calling
/; rs to suuaer. Irene shivered at the
=. sonDd. and ~ she rose, saw face 50
dc,dIv n,lo thot I rrcw alarmed
NV. own LITTLE d,rliDo do not urieye
so,' said. parting the damp, fair hair
oft her white brow, ho is not worth .
siprlc tear from those blue ewes. Come,
thc Girls are all uoinp.'
.oh, cannot meet thcm. 7 am tired
aud n,, La,l aches want to be alone
with ,I,u s,id the moor raIe lips.
.Weu lwill ask Miss De Mill if YOU
cannot come to my ro )m, and stay with
me to.oiaht know Miss De Mill vii
IT,, ms vbcn toll hcr Won are sick
! All tbut uioht we passcd together
d., Lilo, ,,.;cvoI child. moor little Irene
.ol,hel bcrsnlft, slrcn in NV arms. and
c,,o Jov, fine next dav to minrle
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" onia, onL reutIe as ever. and no one
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