The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1860-05-25

in the clover reading Densys letter, 'Sho Ii
right, he soliloquised, folding It up-'some
QUO else may carry OF my daisy-and hero
Paul Herrick came to the conclusion, that
such procedure would kill him. Il could
mover bear IT, no continued. 'l'm sure
never could recover from tho blow Just
then he heard voiccs-Jenny's among tho
rest. ..s .. ...-.. ..-
Il should like to know what he means,
Jcn., hanging around all summer, and not
word Of love, although Il Is plain to be seen
that he Is smitten.'
Yes, have him sure enough, said Jen-
ny, but then he isso provokingly slow about
proposing. But when I'm once married to
him, 'I'll act out TO pay for being 90 out
rageously prim this summer ..
| 'Ah how envy you, Jenny, said anoth-
er girlish voice. They my he 10 immensely
rich, and you'll 1.-Two In such style-have your
carriage ins house and servants, and
such dresses! Oh my!
Don't feel bad, Sue, I'll hunt YOU up q
rich husband in the city. Yes, I'll 1.-Two In
style, girls. You may believe LII make his
money fly when get hold Of his purse
strings, and laughing and chattering gaily,
the girls tripped away.
Paul was thunder struck; for few mo-
ment the field and sky fairly spun around,
and ho could not have told whether he was
himself or bunch ofclover. After an i'm
moderate rubbing Of his eyes, he came to the
wise conclusion that he was still alive. And
was sure II would kill mo to lose my daisy,
he murmured, 'and believe II would, had II
been true flower. But rs itis-why | sup
pose it's better az II is, with sigh he arose.
An hour later, and he had packed his trunk,
and also pcnned note to Miss Page, where.
in she was informed that Mr.. Herrick re-
gretted that he could not afford her the
pleasure Of making his money fly, but he
preferred handling his own purse strings
BY the time she received the billet he was
whirling away from the village Of F-to
return never more
Mr.. Hcrrick talked to himself something
after this wise: Il don't think have loved
her so very much alter all, for don't feel
anything like committing suicide. And
Dcnsy'-herc the calm, sweet face OF Densy
IIoyt rose vividly before him-'and Densy, !
know she will DO sorry for me. Perhaps
but the rest of the sentence could not be
heard for the ringing Of bells us the train
neared the city.
The next morning when Dcnsy awoko, she
found vase of white daises on her table,
and, upon questioning Betty, obtained q
knowing nod of the head with only this an
swer-'f put them there cording to instruc-
tions, Mis- Nebby; you don't know who
sent them
Densy did not shed any tears over her
flowers, but sho placed them very tenderly
in tho window, and then sat down by them
to her sewing. But she had strange feel
ing in her heart. While 1t was yet altogeth-
er too early for fashionable calls, there was
ring ut the door-bell, and Betty ushcred
Mr.. Paul Hcrrlck into the coy little draw
ing-room, and Densy received him in her old
cordial way.
Il did not expect you back yet awhile,
she said after tho usual greetings had taken
place. 'Iayo you come to prepare soil ior
your daisyT
YES he replied, his face fairly shining
Il have come to make ready my garden
And, by the way, 1t must be fancy-like en-
closure, full of rare flowers, and singing
birds, and silvery fountains. | cannot get
too nice place for my daisy, Dcnsy.
Surely not, she answered wonderingly-
for she never raw him 30 moved before.
Il haven't told you how that would-bc
daisy in tho country, turned out to be no
daisy ut all, have II
No. with an astonishcd look.
well, I found out by chance that 1t
would only flourish in q golden soil. and
that wouldn't suit me you understand, Dem
y? 1t was nothing but weed, after ALL
not worth the plucking,-l have come to
gather the true blossom. Am too late'
There was no Misunderstanding him now,
and Dcnsy with trembling fingers picked ono
of the pure white blossoms In the window,
and gave 1t to him. lie eagerly graspcd the
little hand and flowers, both, exclaiming:
"Densy-my own Daisy" and-and-in-
deed, d,ar reader, dare not tell any more
of that scene. Il Is sufficient to say, II was
highly satisfactory to both parties. They
were married soon after, and To the wonder
mcnt of her friends, In addition to her sim.
ple snowy robe, the bride wore wreath OF
white daisies. But she youchsafed no expla.
nation, and Paul highly approved her bridal
gear.
It was then Paul IIerrick began to live in
earnest. 1t was hard, at first, to cast aside
his indolent nature. but with Dcnsy rs his
encouragcr, counsellor and loving guide, he
has gloriously succeeded, and j think the
world 10 tho better. for his having lived.
Ono word, dear readcr,-don't overlook
the daisies.