Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1867-02-08

: the door, Gilbert said:
"Mat, you and Robert Hale seem to
; suit each other first rate"
And thought he did that to sound
me, so said [ "He is the finest man
[ ever met" and then never to let
him think | cared a don't want you
to tell him [ said SO, though. Isn't
Miss Howard an angel, too ?"
'She will not have to change her
face when she is wanted for one," said
he, "all she lacks is wings"
"They may be growing" | told him,
and he said perhaps" and added,
"good-night, Matt wish you success,
it seems case of love at first sight,
with you. and Robert-he is a fine
fellow"
"Good night did not know you
were so good judge of love affairs
you have improved the time spent
with the angel"
He went away with these bitter
words, and | crept up stairs softly, so
that mother and father should not
awake, and felt something 50 sweet
gone out of my life 1t was a little
sleep came to Inc that night, for |
would see the shining blue eyes look
ing at me as if asking me to forget
the misery they worked in me, and |
would start and wake and think it
might be so.
Then the days went by YEARLY.
and we saw nothing more of Gilbert,
and mother questioned about it and |
told her
ale stays away because talked so
much with Mr.. Hale at the dance"
''And who is Mr.. Hale ?" she ask
ed.
He is one of Gilberts city friends,
and mother he is so handsome"
And is handsome all you can say
of him p
"No mother, he is learned-and so
different from Gilbert"
She looked at me closely and said
"Wcll, he can't Outdo Gilbert Will
lard with his city airs, whoever he
/ is"
"He dosen't put on airs" said |
shortly; and there we dropped it, and
mother never knew the trouble that
came from that but | think she knows
it now, and pities me out of the great
peace which is with her.
But one day Gilbert came slowly |
across the fields, and come in at our
gate. Mother saw him, and opened |
the door and asked him where he had |
kept himself so long, and he said
"Some of my city friends are with Us.
and my time has been filled, and Mr.. |
Hale sent me to bring you over, Mat
we will have quite a party if you will
come"
And mother said:
"Who is this Mr.. Hale, Gilbert p
He told her about him, and then
asked me again to 90. And |, think
ING he had been sent for me, would
not 90 one step. So he went away,
and [ called after him-"My best
wishes to Mr.. Hale and Miss How
ard"
Il hadn't mentioned Miss How
ards name had ]" said he.
mo, but fancied she was there;
isn't she %
Il "Yes"-and he was gone, and moth
er began questioning me why [ didn't
Igo.
Two evenings after, there came a
knock at the door, and Robert Hale
stood there, asking me to 90 to the
party at the Willard House-said he
came with an invitation from the com
, pany to bring me back. So put on
: my grand dress and went-and night
: after night would Robert come (Gil-
bert never,) and | would 90 with
: him.
[ liked the people met there, and
the music Mary Howard brought out
, Of the piano with her white fingers.
And Mary would play for me while |
sang them all my old fashioned songs !:
and | stood and wondered at, and
hated her, singing to her playing.
One night after we had tired of our
| music, we went out under the great
trees-Gilbert and Mary, Robert and
l |. The moonlight fell through the
branches in great spots and the wind
: whispered to the leaves, and seemed
to sob and moan above us. Robert
h and sat down on a little bench in
i the shadow. and waited for Gilbert
d and Mary coming across a cleared
spot, where the moonlight fell around
r them. His head was bent low to
d speak to her, and her eyes were lifted
e shyly up to him. | whispered to
h Robert, Don't call to them;' then
waited while they came on, growing
Il cold and vacant. They passed Us:
< never thinking we sat in the shadow,
n and she said:
1, DO YOU hHOWs OHuOlt OllOS
d thought it was Matty Raymond you
n liked, and not me ?"
e, How [ waited for the answer! ano
n, tit came at last
d 80! she never fancied me, Mary
n she is too self-willed and headstrong
/: to take liking to one of her own ma
d ture. Can't you see that Robert il
tn her pet ?" I fancied a bitter tone il
N it all, and perhaps she felt it too, fol
u she asked softly:
I'd ''But you don't care for her as yol
I'd do for me ?"
L And he laughed out and said:
"If did you would not have beer
Id my confessor, few moments since
IS you get queer ideas in your littl