Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1860-09-06


They have been pleasant and precious hours
to me;" and now he took her hand with the
freedom OF brother, and something Of the
tenderness Of a lover, and clssped the soft,
white fingers in his own. "But there is no
use, must come back to the hard, barren
present, from the dear old lanes where have
walked to-day with YOU, May, where we
walked together in our youth" and then be
repeated, as though half to himself, those
exquisite verses in LoDgfel.ow's "Gleams of
Sunshne:"
"IIere runs the highway to the town,
There the green lane descends,
Through which walked to church with thee
Oh, gent'est Of my friends!
1.-THE shadow Of the linden trees
Lay moving on the grass,
Between them and the moving boughs,
A shadow thou didst pass.
"Thy dress was like the lilies,
And thy heart was pure as they;
One Of Gods holy messengers
Did walk with me that day."
Then there fell little silence. Mrs. Den
ison's golden lashes were cropped low over
her blue eyes, and her sompsnipn fancied
they were blurred with something which
did no, let her see clearly the half finished
embroidery in her lap"
ave dine at two. You-will say, Ralph,
| want to present you TO George" Sc
"Thark you. Nothing would afford me
greater pleasure; but have an imperative
appointment at that time. l shall, however
be disengaged at four, and with your per.
mission will call at four and take you to ride
in the suburbs"
She looked up, little doubtful and dis.
turbed.
"Oh. come now, May, you won't hesitate
to grant SO slight privilege to one who
was for SO many years your brother! Say
you will 60; for the sake Of the old rides we
used to have"
al think will 60, Ralph"
He bent down and kissed her cheek; this
time she did not reproove him, bet she
turned away from the door and listened to
his parting steps; and then she sat down,
and sobs shook to and fro the delicate figure
OF May Denison. loai '"i 60
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"Don't, George, you'll tumble my hsir!"
and the lady drew her head back with an
impatient movement, and there was quiver
of petuance in her tones.
George Denison bent forward, and gaaed
earnestly in his wife's face; it looked cold
and forbidding. ,s ie. rsar
whats the matter, little lady-go, the
blues!"
"Why-wkst makes you ask!"
"Becauss, when a man comes home to
dinner he likes to have the smile and kind
words that he's always used to.' ID Z. 90
The words touched Msy Denison. for she
was an impalsve little woman, part Of the
coldness went out OF her face ss she leaned
forward, saying-"Well, excuse me; was
jus: little absent-minded. George"
At that moment the bell rang for dinner.
George Denison vas not, socially, bril-
liant or fascinating man. bst to know his
character long and deeply, was to respect
the man.
His affections were singuiarly warm. and
deep, and constant, but his habits were
retiring and undemonstrstive, and it was
wi III difficulty he overcsme tham. -s
But he was a man honorable, generous,
noble, with the springs Of his poetry and
yuudrrurss tying nesp and sersuo IN hts ,vui,
not flashing, up readily to the surface, in al
graceful acts and words, but flowing ihro'
his life-7sti.l, strong, perpetual currents..iJ
He loved his beautiful young wife, as such
a man would be apt to, the woman Of bis
hearts election. ga 90 % l-ll &. fsN
"Oh,. guess who's been here to.dayi'
asked Mrs. Denisou suddenly. In pause ol
the conversation at dinner; for the little
clond had quite passed out of her. face.
~ can't, dear. Anybody that should be
glad to see!' ','7aa f+'' ''. - -
"Ihops so. It was Cousin r alph Upham. >
The young lawyer put down his knife sut
fork in his surprise, "What! that old bsa.
of yours" ~, d. 49,. a-efr.4I
J, "Yes.n .1i4..s-. 81 ..s.. ..t
"IIo@ long did be stsy!" str
,"Ob! some time. You know we had a
good deal to talk sbout-of our old home
and the days when we'wsre children" :
....Why didn't he remain to dinner and give
me q chance 10 look at himp sfi ml
,,"He, had pm engagement or he. would have
done SO. You've never met hirn!"
sNever." - isI Gj
Thea there fell little silence betwixt thu
husband and wife. and. somehow. both fell
uncomfortable, especially the gentleman
who half unconseiously linked his, wife,
manner, on his return home, with this visi
of her old friend. for Nay had scqus intes
him with her engagement to her cousin. T
Mrs. psnison opened her lips to speak
sud then closed them, while thought dart
ed through her mind-"What is the use o