Columbia democrat and star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1867, 1866-07-18
NEW slR,rs|VOL. l. NO. 81,


seWkAtJ said. Yes, Augusta, l wish to
take care of you-true, fond, loving care
pothipg shall make me unsay it.
He smoke warmly and manly glow rose
to his face; but would not give In, and
said angrily, that | did not want to be taken
care of. ~
'Do let us drop these unlucky words, ne
entreated; ''and do tell me whether you. VIII
marry me, yes or no. Let it be, if you like,
that / want you to take care of me; am
much older than you are, you know. =,
don't know what possessed me. L SAID
''no." Oh, how I would have liked to re-
call the word, but it was spoken, and he rose
with clouded and disappointed face. lie
fingered little, asked to know why it WAS
no instead of yes? / said we could not be
happy together. He bowed gravely and left
me. | suppose he was hurt, for he did not
add word. No assurance of friendship, OF
good will. no hope that [ would relent or
change nv mind, passed his lips. The door
closed upon him. | heard the garden gate
fall to. and | fell into a sort of stupor. Ii
was over. What madness had made me
Danish him? Every step took hlm away
further from me-never-never again should
we meet. Perhaps he would not have left
me then, if [ could have spoken the truth.
All, if / could have said to him, 81 cannot
be happy with you, because love and you
do not; because my love and pride would
suffer all day long if | were your wife be-
cause it is easier to do without you than tc
have you on these terms. 1t could have
said all this, would our meeting have ended
thus? 1t was too late to think Of that now,
but it was not too late to suffer l buried
nay face in the pillow of the couch on which
was sitting and cried and sobbed as If my
heart would break.
Poor Carlos cold nose, thrust in the hand
that hung down by my side in the folds OF
nv dress, reused me- | looked up and saw
Mr. Thompson He was very yred and looked
hurried.
II have forgotten my umbrella he said
little pervously.
Yes, there it was in the corner, that horrid
umbrella of his But instead of going tc
| look for it, he suddenly came and sat dowT
on the couch by me. ] do not know bow
looked, but felt ready to die with shame
He took my hand and kissed 1t.
'My dear Miss Raymond" he said per
suasively, 81 can not bear to give you up, IN
deed | can not. "
/ looked at him in doubt.
''Then do you really like me p / asked.
''Do really like you? Why what else
have [ been saying all along!
'You said You wanted to take care of me. .
'>Oh, five are to go back to that ht
began, resignedly But we did not go back
to that went back to nothing, for misera
bic girl suddenly became the happiest o
women. Still was not satisfied
'You would not have come back, if it haC
not been for that horrible umbrella, l sait
with little jealousy.
Every true, he replied, with his peculia
smile; ''but did come back, and glanced
in through the window first, and saw yol
hiding your face on that cushion, and Carlc
looking at you as if he thought itstrange yo'
should be so forlorn, and SO | came in TO
my umbrella; and, to tell you the truth,
had forgotten it on purpose. y
Perhaps he only said it to please me, bu
as looked in his face did not think 81
then; and though years have passed overu
both, | do not think so now