The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1860-04-26
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it as dlfhcult to keep warmth III the poor
DYING body. No, Sir. Ames. Let the
poor thing die natural death, and we'll
wear bit of Grape little while, and get
new friend for the old"
$50 you mean to forget me alto
gether?"
:" No, indeed I shall recollect you as
a very pleasant tale that is told,-not q
friend to banker after. Isn't that good
common sense
Its all head work,--merc cold calcu-
lation,' he said :" while I'--He stop
ped and colored.
Your gods, there, are downright turn-
coats" said, coming down from tho stile.
Their red martles are nothing but pearl
colored now, and presently they II be rus
set-gray. That whippoorwill always brings
the dew with him, too; so | must 20
home. Good night, and goodbye, Mr.
Ames."
Il scarcely know how to part with
you," he said, taking my hand. "It's not
SO easy thing to do"
"Peoplo say, Goodbye or God bless
YOU or some such civil phrase, usually"
[ said, with just the least curl of my lip,
for l knew had got the better of him.
He colored again, and then smiled u
little sadly.
"Ah. Tm afraid leave larger lock
than 1 take" he exclaimed. "Well,
then, good friend good bye, and God
bless you, too Don't be quite SO hard
as you promise to be-"
| missed him very much, indeed but
if any think [ cried after him, or wrote
verses, or soliIoquized for his sake, thev
are much mistaken. had lost friends
before, and made it a point to think JUST
as little Of them as possible, until the sore
spot grew strong enough to handle with
out wincing. Besides, my cousin stayed
with me, and all my good friends IN the
village had come out for call or visit
to see how the land lay; 50 | had occupa-
tion enough. Once in a while used to
look over to the old house, and wish for
one good breezy conversation with its mas
one mass upon the old roof, clear down to
the caves, like a night-cap pulled down to
the eyes Of low browed old woman, |
moved my bed against the window that
looked that way. These forsaken nests
are gloomy things enough!
had no thought Of hearing again of
him or from him, aud was surprised, when,
IN a month, a review came, and before
long another, and afterwards box, by
express, with finely kept bouquet, and
in mid winter, little oil -painting,--a de-
licious bit of landscape for my sanctum,
as he said in the note that accompanied
it, | heard from him in this way all win
ter, although never sent word or mes
sage back again, and tried to think | was
sorry that he did not forget me, as | had
supposed he would. OF course never
thought Of acknowledging to myself thas
it was possible for me to love him. was
TOO good Il soPhist for that and, indeed,
[ think that between perfect friendship
and a perfect love fainter distinction
exists than many people imagine. | have
known hkings to be colored as rosily as
love, and seen what called itself love as
cold as the chiIliest liking.
One day, after spring had been sons
time come, was returning from a walk
and saw that Mr.. Amcs's house was open.
| could not sec any person there but the
door and windows were opened, and
faint smoke crept out of the chimney and
up among the new spring foliage after
the squirrels. | had walked some dis.
tance, and was tired aud the weather waa
not perfect; but | thought | would ca
round that way and see what was going
on. 1t was one of those charming child
days in early May, laughing and crying
all in one, the fine mist-drops shining
down in the suns rays, like stardust
from some new world in process of rasp-
ing up for use. liked such days. Tho
showers were as good for me as for the
trees. | grew and budded under them,
and they Glled my souls soil full of sing
ing brooks.
When | reached the lawn before tbs
door, Mr. Ames came out to see me,-So
glad to meet that he held my hand and
drew me in, asking two or three times
how | was and if l were glad to ses him.
He had called at the house and seen
Cousin Mary, on his way over, he said,-
for he was huugering for sight of Us.
He was not looking as we'll as when hs
left in autumn,-thinner, paler. aud with
a more anxious expression when be was
not speaking; but when began to talk
with him, be frightened up, and seemed
like his old self. He had two or three
already tearing down portions
Of the finishing, and after a few moments
asked me to 60 round and see what i'm
he was to make. We stopped
at last at his chamber, room that looked
through the foliage towards my house.