The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1866-06-13

have married. what then All, that is
the terrible thing! But what help is
there for you now ! 1t is too late too
late You are bound about by other
ties, which must not and can not be
broken! You look back on your past
life, ,and see wherein you errcl, ,and that you
must bear tho consequences Of yonr error
throughlfc. You can do nothing-noth-
ing except to pray TO Heaven to help
you carry your weary load"
Mr.. Linkletter bowed his head on his
hand, thinking know not what thoughts.
Amelia, supposng from his silence, that
he was done, stole out of the room. lie
heard the door close behind her, and
raised his head but not in time to add
the further word he would have said:
bidding the Young girl beware of bccom-
lug bewitched by the mere senses, and of
taking the step which she might some
day find was beyond all setting right.
However, he believed he had sown
gool seed and he lighted cigar and
went to his office.
| have a love-sccne TO describe. Gath
er ronnd inc, young ladies. 1t is b2w Pile.
Scene, "a pretty parlor. Time, even
ing. Window-curtains down Lamps
lit.
\ young man of perhaps twenty-onc
was kneeling at the feet OF a beautiful
girl with warm brown eyes and flowing
cu,s.
That II young man Of respectable par
entagc should knccl on the floor at the
feet Of young lady of lily respect
able parcntagc, in the heart OF Il civilized
community, in the State ot New York
and in the year 1862, is an absurdity,
| freely admit. But in that absurd posi-
ton did Charley Christie find himself on
the evening in question, and Kate Mccall
looked down upon him not unkindIy
while he so continued.
"Kntr," sud the young man, "won't
YOU say yes! You m',,t say yes. will
not get of my knees till those lips pro-
nouncc the simple word that lis me
hope"
"Oh, Charley, how can - said little
Kate, seventeen to day and very i'm
prcssible. "What would father and
mother say ?"
"lhey would relent, Kate. I'm sure
they would. Your father likes me. Do
say yes.
Poor Kate was in qrnndary. 1t was
Il trying position for girl OF her gcner-
Gus nature, TO sit there and witness such
Il handsome fellow as Charley Christie,
with such sweet whiskcrs, kncelnI at
her feet with his earnest, up-looking
eyes, and begging her to SAY yes"
All that yves" meant being said, was
that she would marry Charley the next
day, privately.
"Oh dear, am afraid, Charley :"
"Iou love me, Kate p
"Ics; that is, | think do. But |
would be so alrall, when 90 home to
Pcnvllc again, and had 10 tell father
and mother what had been doing. /
think | had better not"
You refuse me. Kate - said the
young man, in deep distress.
"No-not exactly. But you you
must let me have time to think Of it a
little"
"Iou'rc not going to tell any ohe p
"Oh no. | wouldn't dare"
"l'hcn when will you give me an
answer ;"
"Why, you are 50 sudden, Charley.
Give me ill day after TO morrow"
$50 long as that, Katc."
"Ihat is not 50 very long. | will
give you an answer day after to-mor.
row"
Having sail so much, Kate felt II
great relief, and this helped her in stick
ing to her point
so Charley got Off lis knees without
having heard her "sny yes" thus violat-
ing his own terms.
Kate was at this time visiting her
grandparents in this city. Yonns Chris
tie, as an old acquaintance in Penvllle,
had been permitted 10 cscolt her about
10 places Of amusement, and week of
uninterrupted evenings in her company
had brought the youth TO his present
pass.
The next day Kate went to a tea
party gwen at Amelia Marsiiclirs, and
there she met the queer old fellow, Mr.
Linklettcr--a man past thirty-iive, but
Such pleasant company
Mr. Linkletter was pleased with
Kato's ingenious face and soft eyes, and
talked with her good deal What seed
he undertook TO SOW in that quarter, if
any, never asked him nor whether he
had any opportunities that he ought not
to have neglected trust he had.
/. While he sat talking with Kate in the
parlol after tea he was suddenly hal lied
across the room by Mrs. Goslop, a pretty
widow of twenty-five, with the exclama-
ton:
''Linkletter, what is this heresy.
Amelia says you told her the other day
that no one could really love till they
were twenty-six or seven years old"
"AIe ?" said Mr.. Linkletter, bllshing
deeply at finding his private seed-sowing
thus being converted into spectacle for
a roomtul of ladies. "Why, no; / did
not say so--that would be an absurdily." a"
"Why yes YOU did. Mr.. Iinkl liter -