Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1860-11-28

folds of her long velvet skirt gathered uT
in her hand. the long crimson plumes ol
her riding hat sweeping her check, and her
fair face sparkling with eager delight
She brushed by me leaning on the stran-
ger arm; in another moment he lifted her
carefully to the saddle, and thOy gallopcd
away.
Likely young fellcr," said cid Keys,
rubbing his hands one against the other.
Pears like one tn kind with plenty Of
money.
What is his namc??'
Dunno. Guess the young woman
woman would tell you"
At thi juncture Mrs. Keys snuff color
edribbons futtered out at the window.
That child is crazy" said she. What
in the world did you let her ride off for?
Size can't walk across the floor without
limping." -
l muttered something about Miss EfFing-
hams ability to take care Of herself, and
was lounging away, when the thought Of
her, faint and suffering, drove away my
resentment. In five minutes L was seated
in the venerable chaise, following after her
as speedily as possible. Just beyond the
saw mill met my gentleman riding swift
ly back to the hotel. Miss Effngham was
faint and unable to proceed and he had
left her under tree while he procured
4 conveyance. l was not long in finding
her, you may lie sure, and knelt beside her
as penitent and humble as lamb.
Il thought you would come said she.
"Oh. that dear old chase!''
l lifted her in my arms as if she had
been a baby, and placed her on one of the
ragged green cushions; the other | made a
foot stool of, and smiled to think how |
was heaping the Goals of fire on her coquet-
tish little head.
Il ought not to have gone" she sal !,
timidly. for l maintained dignifed 81
lcnce. Il ought not to have gone; but
Harry tcased so, and we used to have such
splendid rides, l did not know how to say
no.
1t was too much for frail flesh and
.lcoi to bear; but succeeded in swallow
ing my indignation. and said earnestly:
Il am glad 1 met you Miss Efingham,
for am going away tomorrow morning"
She turned her eyes upon my face with
sorrowful surprise.
Going away!" she repeated. Il
thought you were to stay till the mildle Of
September. Tray don't 60 D."
You will scarcely miss me nOw,r said
l pointelly.
Indeed SHALL" cried she. Harry
leaves in the morning to see after his ship,
and won't be back for week. We shall
be terribly lonely"
Ne were at the hotel door. 1 lifted
Georgianna from the chaise carried her
up stairs and laid her dewn upon the sofa.
Mrs Efingham was out. l drew the lit.
tie slipper out OF my pocket and put it in
her hand. She looked up in my face and
though her woman's wit read everything
l coulda't say. for her glorious eyes drpI-
ped, and tear fell upon the tiny velvet
rosette.
l retreatcd to my rooms, and busted my
self packing, humming meanwhile all the
sentimental songs knew. In the evening
| went out on the balcony and paced bac,
and forth, family hoping to catch a glimpse
of Georges soft shadow on the curtain
1t was evident had lost her-the only
women | had ever loved, and for the first
time realized what such a loss must be.
| leaned over the railing and covered my
face to shut out the bright moonlight. l
heard no step, but at the same moment a
soft hand futtercd down upon mine and a
dear voice whispered:
You didn't bid me good bye, Dick"
1t was George, locking like a saint,
with her fearful eyes and tremulOus lips,
| don't remember what l said, only know
it was nothing very wise; neither am /
able to recall her reply, except there was
something in it about "brOther Harry"
but have a distinct and perfect recollec-
ton of standing with her hands in mine
until Mrs. Efingham called her in, and
then, as [ ventured to kiss her white fore
head, she said arehly:
If you will stay. Dick, you shall have
both slippers -
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