Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1867-08-08

the park alone afterwards she thought: 81
lose him, and this morning have sense as
If lie were not far off. The next moment
she sighed, and reproached herself for delu-
siva notions bred OF Maggie's talk. But de-
lusive notions or not, they returned on her
at intervals throughout the day, and gave
her consciously brighter countenance and
air.
1t was the middle of August now golden
weather with the reapers in the fields, and
the heather all gloriously abloom.
The evenings on the moor were Pennies
chief times of consolation. She used to
wander up the fells from the back Of East
wold House, with Anna or Lois, or both,
for company, and sit at certain point
whence the dale was visible nearly to the
head. On this particular evening Lois went
with her alone, and while the child disport-
ed herself amongst the heothen, Pennie fell
into a not unhappy, meditative mood. Her
eyes settled often on the Abbey gateway,
clearly visible, from her point of observa-
tion, against the thick, dark foliage of the
trees In the court. Figures moving on the
road were few, but Pennie recognized Mr..
Roberts, mounted on his rough, square cob,
who entered at the gate. He presently, as
she supposed, rode out again, accompanied
by somebody on foot, and she lost sight of
them where the lane bent round under the
hill towards Allan Bridge. She had not met
the steward since her return from Scarbo-
rough, nor had she been able to CLEAN any
intelligence in other quarters But uncer-
tainty had grown endurable. The long ST.
lence gave hope that Mr.. linda I had borne
up successfully against his first Angcr, and
as she sat musing in the sunset, the impress
sion of the morning returned upon her very
strongly, and she said, aloud, ~ shall have
good news soon; feel l shall!''
Just at that moment there appeared in the
distance, darkly defined against the glowing
| sky, a man on horseback, advancing at a
brisk trot on the ridge of the fell where the
road ran. Lois put out her wild head from
heathery knoll, and cried, " Pennie, some
| ohe ~ cohiiiiS lt 10 4li. ltopcits pohJ ,puu
it is not Mr.. Roberts who is riding it.
don't know who it is.
Pennic rose and watched-went step or
two forward, and paused. "IT MUST BE, "
said she, under her breath; IT is !" and
she waived her hand, and ran to meet the
rider, who came steadily on and on, until
she could discern the familiar features of his
brown-bearded face under his broad hat.
He did not recognize her SO quickly, but the
moment he saw the flying figure was coming
to him, he knew her, and shouted exultant,
"Well met, Pennie, well met !"
al knew you long way off, said she,
arriving brcathless at his side "Oh, how
glad ami He stopped from his saddle to
embrace her, thinking as she held up her
face 10 be kissed, how lovely she was; fol-
even ugly faces arc glorified at such mo-
ments, and Pennies eyes and mouth were
, beautiful always.
~ was going to look down into Eastwood
garden for glimpse of my love, and behold
her here. said he. &C Has it seemed wea
ry while? Two years and nearly three
months since we said goodbye! Jack mus
submit to be tethered to . bush while We
rest and have talk. This is better lucl
than dared to hope for.
Mr. Tindal dismounted, and secured the
sober beast; then he made Pennie sit dowl
on little hillock facing the rosy clouds
and placing bimsclr ut her side, while Lois,
after sympathizing, pleased survey of the
reunited, inobservant lovers, betook herself
to making Jacks acquaintance. For lit
tie while they were silent, each looking il
the others face, each holding the other
hands. Words could not express the joy
the boundless thankfulness that filled botl
hearts. Pennie fell sobbing, and Mr.. Tin
dial lifted his hat, and said, solemnly, g
: thank God for this day.
4 Sometimes used to dread lest it nigh
a never come, but in my secret mind | be
n lieved always that it would" responde
: Pennic when she recovered her voice. 6
do not feel as if were made to be sorrow
n ful woman y and then she sighed with eS
cess of happiness. 1t was a moment Of lit
10 almost perfect.
AZ shall leave Eskdale no more until
n can carry you away with me. Oh, Pcnnit
when shall ii be?'
"a az don't know,-tell me about yourscl
- have so longed for news. Why did yo
= = not write again when you began to recoveri
"A "Twice wrote, my darling, and no al
swer came. The letters must have bee
n lost or intercepted. Mine to Roberts wei
q only delivered. He supposed you in po
ID session of my latest intelligence, or I Al
ID sure the good old fellow would have maj
"A aged to let you know that was in a fair wa
- to live"
/, "Two letters of yours have been kel
:, back from me while l was so wretched
!, cried Pennie, her suspicious fixing at ON
ho on Mr. Hargrove "Who could be so or
:, ell? Mot my mother, not Mrs. Wynyar
n certainly
"Let us put by our troubles, and new
mind tonight. 1t is very pleasant to lot
at you again, Pennie, very pleasant to ft
myself safe here. When l was too weak
~, ~ do anything but watch the shadows on L
-, ~ white hospital wall, used often to fan
~ -, you were with me, and while the impressi
,n lasted was quite happy in my helplessne'
,oh u My nurse, a queer old snufiy Irish Sister
~ Mercy,an excellent creature, told me call
&c her by your name, when l was delirio'
'i,o You should see your double, woman
,ut feet high, stout and strong as grenade
n, and jocular in the most uncompromisi
, n brogue."
ms Pennie laughed, and thought some d
ow she would tell him what she had suffer
as because of this amiable giantess For
ing present she restricted herself to asking if
for sister had sent him home healed and soul
in 'There are years of life in me yet, d
ling. The hardships / have encounte
hat have done me good" was his reply. "D6
,wn look SO pitiful, Pennie. I feel just now
any if had left my incubus behind me. 1t
lie joices my heart beyond measure to see
,or,c sweetheart's dear little kind face shining
mo onnn mora "