The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1865-11-24

IONci lne3 untt all IN q moment hn hof
caught me about the waist and kiss
me. Such kiss, / feel it vet burn
ing on my forehead.
i was not angry. / will not tell q
ialsehood; | was glad; but then Alb.
10y, Adairs laugh came ringing M the
gallery stairs, and | wrenched mvsell
away from him. In a moment she
was with us, and u half dozen more
followed, and we were not alone
again that day. How many mistakes
made IN my music with the memo.
ry OF that Kiss, driving away every
Thought from my mind, am afraid
to tell.
That evening | watched and wait.
Tor Andrew at home. 1 felt sure Inc
would come-sure that he would
speak at last; but though | listened
all The evening, / did not hear his
step upon the path. At last I went
to bed, feeling sad and disappointed
and forgetting all about the littl,
note until was fairly undressed -
Then | looked in the pocket of the
dress had taken Off for IT, 1t was
such a strange thing that it should
be gone that ] suddenly became in.
terested. | wrapped myself in n
shawl and went all over the house
with candle, but in vain. How |
had lost this note ! could not guess.
but 1t was lost undoubtcdly. And
somehow the loss began TO trouble
me, unimportant as | believed tho
epistle must be.
Wen, my trouble began that nirht
Andrew Hudson never came nea,
the house, and when Sunday after.
noon came | went TO the church &c
practice, feeling sure | should bea,
he was very i'll but there he sat nj
inc organ, and never so much as
looked at me when came in. When
ne had occasion to speak TO me il was
III an altered voice, and there were
great rings about his dark eyes which
"What could it all mean. was he
Ill or angry with me p" | longed &c
ask him.
But he gave me no opportunity
AS soop as the hour was over, h,
hastened away, saying something
about an engagement"
looked over the balustrade otte,
INN and saw him descending th,
stairs very slowly, with spiritles.
look upon his face, that brought ho
tears to my eyes.
Why did he look so ? He ha,
been happy and bright eyed, an,
eager when we last met. WHY di,
ne neither look at nor speak to me
lie had kissed me then.
L asked these questions of mvsel
thousand times, but found no an
swer. lie never gave me one.
week after week passed, and h,
dId not come near our house. Tim,
, after time ! sang in the choir, and 1t
never even spoke TO me and In,
troubled look was ever on his fa,e. an,
he had grown older IN this shor
. space OF time.
To love him so and be 40 uttorl,
separated from him, even where
: could have touched him with nv han,
: 10 reel 10 the hearts core the cold
| ness OF hl. look and tone when b
f was forced to speak to me. Oh m,
heart was Wrung in those days!
( it ached as young hearts only ca
: acne, and the worst was, il was
= grief l could share with no one. S
hhdlng there was no explanatio
! coming, | lett the choir. | had
e cold and my voice was weak. Ther
4 was a real reason and | gave it.
t Ana hnily Otis took my place, an
J, | sat on the Sabbath between grant
/ pa and grandma, in the old chnrc
C below. could hear there, but nee
f not see him.
/ think grandma guessed som,
t lhing was wrong. But she thoug'
70 me such child that she could har,
~ think OF any serious wooing (,
0 me yet.
n A week after I had left the cho
g the organ was dumb again. Andre
d hudson's engagement had expire,
and lie refused to renew it.
81 lie left New Rochelle without ey.
bidding me good bye. never kne
how much was left in my heart unt
e l heard that he was gone.
That day l stayed in my room
g And Ill enough really was, Heay,
c knows.
e There's no all OF the body Ill
2 that Of the heart. Though granpma
p pills and potions were flung out OF t
window, by stealth, into the tlowc
d beds.
III The next day l dressed mys,
Q, and went down to breakfast. As
Il stood before the glass said TO m
at self: "Sophy Norroway, the lii
P has come when YOU must play t
woman. The only man you ey
IN loved or ever can love has no 10
for you, that is certain; and thou
ID you were not to blame at first, for
at gave you cause to think he was 70
OF you, you would be to blame
id keep that love in your heart.
of Crush it, or IL you don't crush
~ hide it. Look as well and be ms m
ss ry as you can, and let nobody hf
cause to point at you and say, Sor
I'd Norroway was disappointed in 10
= and that is why she never marri
nd when yon sre the lonely old m
70 you must live to be-" For YOU
| had no thought of liking any
else. l knew that could never b
pen.
le' Well l fought myself after tha
it'll battled down the tears. j for,