Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1866-06-30

''N phb u iCW mOutuo bltCI WHbn HtUL
to Boston and saw it performed, the actor
he must have been good one--looke ed
over the lamps into the pit at me with just
Hal Naples face, blue lightning and all, as
| saw 1t in Green Lane.
After that meeting be tried his best to
make up for lost time, but it was TOO late.
| don't blame the fellow for hating me and
he kept The hatred pretty much to himself,
and never did an ungentemauly thing
lie was gentleman by nature was Hal
Maple.
How proud | was, and what pyramids
OF little hopes | built Not one Of which
couId have heen built without Dimpe |
even forgot the one trial of my life-the
tbing | had fretlod and fumed over more
than l cun tell you-uothng more or less
than being farmers lad when wanted
10 oe something more, and stopping short
With common school education when it
had been in my mind TO be a scholar No.
body bad | eUvied mere than Hal Maple,
whose mother could send him to college,
and let him st dy for profession who
would some day be called DR.. Maple, and
have gentlcman's position in the world
Now the tables were turned Hal Maple
euvitd me. We'or cruel lot in this
world. rose good deal in my own es,i.
nation by haying made myself onvied.
This was my plan jus, then To live
along in the shadow of the Camel's Hump.
working and saving until could get piece
of ground. To build little house on that,
when it was bought and marry my little
l.
churn. pine table and four chairs, and
big feather bed, what more could mortals
want to begin with 7 never should have
thought of any thing more, il one bright
day think Satan showed him the way
my mothers Uncle Darrow had not found
me out. lie had quarrelled with my pa.
rents long before, and ip his old age bad
grown remorseful. He told me plainly he
was not rich enough 10 make me rich with
out injuring his own children, but no was
ready to give me start in life. A respect
able start, he sal l. looking at the dust on
my boots, and tue bits of hay on my
clothes, aud one your mother would ap
prove OF. -.
Well, | bad given up all hopes of such a
thing bnt the wish was not dead yet. 1t
flushed up into fame at the words. l
thanked him and pleased him by looking
genuinely grateful, and that day got ready
to go back to Boston with him. | was so
busy that every COW in the meadow had
been MIXED by the time jumped the fence
to have a talk to Dmple.
Dimple. l said in hurry, I'm going to
Boston by the eight O'Clock train.
To Boston she cried for long, John ?
For good, Dimple, said +.
IL her color had been paint and she
had dipped her cheeks 10 the pond, oil the
red could not have left them faster. l saw
| had frightened her, and began 10 reas.
sure her.
l have excellent prospects there, said
I've always hated this life and then I
tod her ALL She ought to have been
pleased, but she cried instead.
How lonesome it will be said she.
/ shall miss You. I'm sure. said l but
I'll write twice a week, and come down
when can. Besides, It's not FOR long, you
know.
AT that her cheek chsnged to scarlet.
She talked good while. in womanish
fashion about wha: should do in the city,
and she sat down by me on an old stump.
and let Der head rest on my shoulder, aud
by-and by grew more cheerful. But oh,
how hard it was to leave her. after all
l kissed her and went away, and came
back again to kiss her once more and
then | stopp'd to wave my hand TO her,
aud stopped again. just at the foot of The
bill, TO see The little figure looking after me;
aud once more at the top, when feck of
pink l knew to be her gown was all l could
see against the green grass, aud thea l
'ound my sunburnt cheeks vet, and guessed
how they came so. People never die all
he moment they afterwards think would
have been best for them. l think my soul
wonld have gone straight to heaven # my
body had dropped, bit of clay. under the
sychamores on the hilltop, just then. /
had good mind to 70 back to old man
Barton that minute, and ask him to take
me back. ard refuse to accept any offer
that would separate me from DimPle for q
dsy but 10 an hour or so began to think
myself an idiot for harboring any such fan.
cy. AT eight o'clock l stepped on .he
train, and was off for Boston.
was three aDd.twenty now, and 1t was
hardly the thing to begin to study. My
education was sufficient for mercantile
life. and into tn t l entered, at low point,
Of course but With chance fer rising. M
salary was what would have been q small
fortune to me year before, and at first l
in ended to go back to - and marry
DimpIe, and bring her to Boston to keep
house for me, within u week.
didn't know what city life was then.
In q week my cousins had taught mo. T,e
clerks sala:y was not enough to dress
and live along on, as must. | must wait
for Dimple; meanwhile. wrotes'o her -
She answered with such queer. crooked. i'll
spelled notes. my name in the corner writ
ten mister John Jasper, AMI with great
care beneath il. l used to kiss them aud
put them in my bosom at first Af'er q
while l sent her word to have them sent to
the post office until called for, because those
at the Office used to grin so, when l got
them. At my uncle's it was worse yet.
There were three pretty girls there Who
teased me numerically about ,hemi and
who screamed with fun Al the crooked fold
ing and the unnecessary caution TO the
pos,rdsl on the back. Ii was very cruel
Of mo to be ashamed OF darling Dimple's
loviaa, latteya rhrk 7 waa They did her