Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1862-11-27

ness drop into your love and"
would prefer sir, TO have yon drop the
conversation" 1 interrupted crustIly.
Emerson smiled Que Of those abominab.e
patroulZiug smiles
! g co lot choose to drop it, ma BELLE" he
said quietly
Thank Heaven. | have an alternative
! then. Good evening. sir"
! arose, and gathered up my dress to de-
| part
You are not going, Kate DON'T spoil
yoor pretty face with that look OF scorn.-
on must ST down and hear me out"
Must Did hear right p
Yes, must said it very plainly"
| lgazed at him with passion aud yet his
calm, brown eyes seemed to draw the fire out
of my own. Before | was aware of it, | was
sitting down again. | could hardly account
for tue fact, and so bit my lips IN vexalion.
| That's right, Kate knew you would
not 20 Yo anticipate lecture, eh 2"
do not rtco. .nlze your right to lecture
me. Iou are nothing to me. | am getting
| TO haze you more and more every day"
| Oh, 40 you dou't hate me one bit,
Kate. Besides, | wouldn't care if you did
| Crhe iresumptive fellow y Your love Of
your hatred is nothing to me. Worse still y
AS you anticipated a lecture, you shall not be
disappointed. | have some unpleasant truths
to tell you"
Unpleasant to you, or to ne Z"
Unpleasant to both of us, Kate. Do you
know that you are not living up to the grau-
dure O: your estate TO the fuiilment of your
destiny Some of your most glorious powers
are rusting, absolutely rustug for the want of
|
soul. You are growing dissatisfied with your
own indoleuce. Why don't you shake this
off ? Why don't you try to be somebody to
benefit yourself aud the world around you :?
| Positively, such a drone as you are should
blush for shame"
q" You, in turn, Mr. Emerson, should blush
for your impudence. Your conduct is out
rageOnS."
" am not done yet, Kate. Your Incidence
has become the subject of remark. You loll
around, employing neither your head or hands
You Go not even seem 10 be capable of any
noble emotions-and above all, you are ex
tremely selfish Why compared with the
plow-boy how coming whistlins down the
lane, you siuk into the most abject picture Of
imbeclty.',
l sprang to my feet was very angry.
" Mr.. Emerson" l said, "yoa can lay no
claim TO the title of gentleman. To such
| insults | will not submit. | shall never allow
a repetition of them and wish you hereaf-
ter, to address DO remarks to me whatever l
hate YOU"
| swept past him-down the steps and on
to the verandah. GIancing furtively back, |
saw that he was leaning against one of the
pillars, shading his face with his hands
At the garden gate | met little boy. He
was the only child OF widow lady who lived
short distance up the road
Miss Crawford" said he, "c can l have
some flowers for ma +
Certainly, child. I will help you to gath
er them Is your mother sick ?"
" Yes, ma'um she is very lonesome
| Won't you come up and see her p
" Yes, | will. Eddy. | shall 60 with you
right away"
The little fellow caught my hand, and a
jovouS light shone in his eyes.
For two hours | sat 10y the bedside OF Mrs
Ormcs. The bitterness had all gone out OF
ny heart. | almost regretted having Sp' ken
to Mr.. Emerson as | did. During her Iong
illness | was a constant visitor, aud wien they
laid her in the qnlet grave much OF her pa
tencc and her strong christian faith had pass
ed over me as an Inheritance for my watch
tng.
took the little orphan home with me.
became deeply Interested in him, and in en-
denVoriug 10 bealtify his life, beautitied my
own. | surrounded myself with every day ac
Qualities | stored my mind schooed my
temper | labored with my hands and the
quietness in my soul was my bountfui reward.
Months passed on. Mr.. Emerson noticed
the change in me. lie did not speak to me
at all but whenever met him, there was a
kndlier glow in his eyes. One day came
up 10 him, and laying my hand Oh his shoulder
said,
John. yon may speak to me again. You
may say anything you p.eaSe to me-"
Mr.. Emerson caught my hand, and as l
looked up into his face, |, for the first time III
my life, thought him handsome.
Did do right? Did sacrifice any pride
We daily grew more and more intimate
) H seemed TO be silently moulding my charac
ter. He directed my studies. He opened to
my view new sources of profit and beauty.
sat within his spiritual radiance, aud he Vas
: gradually becoming dearer to ne than life it.
} self. 1t was something grand to lean on one
so stern, SO just, so positive, and yet so kind
withal
Kate, will you be my wife ~
This was said so abruptly, that | started
felt my cheeks tirgle, and dared not look
e up into his face. 1t had come at last anc
q just in the blunt manner in which nobody but
he could have said it. He was in every sense
: practical man.
/ did you tell me, Mr. Emerson" asked !
: that my love or my hatred was nothing t.
you 7"
!, had not forgotten that. l wouldn't hav
|. been woman if | had
f Il did, Kate. That was long ago. You
2 love is very much to me now"