The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1866-04-10

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and looked at Hetty. Her eyes were
bright,and her cheeks dimpfed with merri-
, ment. In his admiration be forgot the
, subject of conversation, and from Miss
Spice turned to other subjects. Hetty
on these grew eloquent. She talked well,
aud had the sweetest voice ever heard /;
she told the city stranger of the pretty
country places close at hand. of the brook
where the trout were found, and the soft
green grass and purple flags beside its
margin of the high hill whence such a
view could be had of the stone church
ninety years old where they went every
Sunday and of her own great love for
all these things. And as John Morton
listened he thought, This girl is above
the sphere of busters and brooms and
scruDDIDg Drusnes. she Is as much a
lady as any in the land Then he tried
ber on other things, and fonnd she had
read a good deal, and that the books cho-
sen were not trash. and without intending
to do so, expressed his surprise.
The girl looked down demurely.
-"You see read Miss Spices books, ,
she replied, "and | picked up a good deal
that way"
And then, lunch being over, she left
him to pass the time as be chose, and to
90 with Martin to the stables and admire
the garden. But at mealtime she acted
the part of hostess, and after tea sat de-
murely at her work on the porch fer an
hour or two.
That night the gentleman who came to
WOO Miss Spice the heiress, dreamt of
Hetty, who made herself useful, for her
board and clothes"
| Mr.. Spice and family would not return
for several days-so said Hetty-even If
the relative whose illness called them away
grew quickly better. And in that time
there was nothing for John Morton to do
but idle about the grounds, saunter into
the stables and get up Irritation With
Hetty
Demure aud shy she seemed at times !;
at others merry aud self possessed. She
was puzzle to him and, becoming in
terested in her, he tried to "make her
out" The result was another puzzle more
difficult than the first for one 6ne morning
John Morton awoke to the knowledge that
/ he was in love. How it began be could
not tell. The girl was comely and pleas
ant to look at, but not beautiful. He was
proud and this half-meulal position would
have seemed au insurmountable barrier
between himself and any woman. But
the fact remained the same. He loved her.
! One bright hair of her head was worth all
other woman put together to him. The
thought of parting from her was lntoler-
able He could not, would not, turn him
away and say, "This love of mine is
too humble for me-" Yet what position
He was there as an aspirant for the hand
of the mistress and, ere she came,he had
given his heart to the maid.
For few hours he had mighty strug-
gle with himself Then love conquered
and he sought Hetty. She was in the
garden amongst the flowers.
Surely nothing, not even those sweet
roses, could be fairer or sweeter than the
girl Her eyes were cast down. Her taper
fingers busy with some frail plant beaten
down By the summers shower. As he
came she looked up with a smile.
"My poor cypress vine is almost dead
she said and this rain has done more
harm than good to the garden. I'm sorry
for the family will be home to night. We
received telegrapbic dispatch this NOR
Ring to that effect
Homo to night. John Morton had
4 known of course that they would come.
he could not have been wild enough to
fancy that Mr. Spice had deserted the
villa for his sake, aud left him free to Idle
there aud make love to Hetty forever
| Yet the revelation was shock.
| Home And Miss Spice. that ill,tem-
pered, ugly heiress would be there, and
/ Hetty's place WOULD 0e iu tie hack ground.
StaY-woo aud win the lady aud forget
the girl Not be. He would transact
bis busiDes with Mr.. Spice and ride away
at once. But something must be done
before even this could be accomplished.
Something in which Hetty was interested.
He stopped down aud touched her shoul
der with his hand
"Hettg," he said, ''leave those flowers
a while aud come and walk by the brook
with me. | have something to say to
4 you. Don't refuse me. It'll something
serious, Hetty."
! Hetty arose, tied on her garden hat ,aud
looked down at her flowers still She
would not lift her eyes and he saw on
their lashes two tears. Those, and smile
apout her mouth, made a perfect ApriPs s
day of her sweet face.
l "You will walk with mo, Hetty p be
asked.
! And for an answer she turned and took
her place beside him. So they sauntered
on down to the brook side, where the