The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1867-10-08

we all felt it must be some relic of pas
life OF which we knew nothing Aite
that the organ stood dumb, and we mis-
sed the dear old German face and th
kindly voice with its foreign accent
which we knew so well and without hin
we had not II heart to sing. Not evel
Christmas time.
In the spring when the viulets were OF
! his grave we heard that n new oruanis
had been engig"d, and that on Satur,la,
AMI Thursday afternoon instruction wa
to recommnnce, ami the choir come to
ge'her once mure i'll the church Tn,
mini-ter was there, and with him a gen
tlrman who looked about thirty years old
lie had Il fine, tall figure, nn olive com
plexicn, and ewes never seen save wher
the complexion is pure olive Spanish
eyes shaded by jet. black ashes When
he stepped forward to speak to us. | saw
that he limpel a little. Kind old Mr.
Danhury introduced us in an impromptu
sermon Under the head of .'F:rslly, >
lie informed our organist that we were
the most amable of chuirs, to whom
hitherto all those dissensiuns peculiar to
such institutions had been utterl, TN
known. Secondly, he let US know that
Mr. Andrew Hudson did us "A favor by
coming among us, and that he was a
wonderful! org,nist. Thirdly, he hoped
our amity would continue and increase If
possible and then safdovn, with his face
beaming with smiles 10 listen to our first
afternoon peril rmancc.
AT the first touch we !new Mr.. IIud-
son was master of the instrument, but
whether we should like him personally
was another question. | thought him
very handsome; Abby Adair did not
and he was certainly grave and silent to
Il fault
We were so accustomed to good Mr..
Hess, and his fatherly interest in each and
all OF us, that even genial stranger would
have seemed very diftrent-this gertle
man particularly So from his peculiar
manner
But | walked home that evening with
our pastor, and on the way he told me
quite romantic story Of our new organ
'st. How "A a',twenty he had saved child
from being crushed by the heavy wheels
OF "agonm driven hy drunken fellow
and in The act been SO Injured that it was
fora time thought he would never walk
again Except on cruches. How at this
the g'rl he loved-a giddy butterfly, with
neither heart or sCul-had jiteI him and
married some one else and how, even
VIII Ile suffering great agony at intervals,
the young man began to study music as Il
hy which TO support himself.
"tle had grhius, and succeeded wonder.
tn'v, continued the clergyman sand
God has given him health ard strength
again almost mracousy-anl as for the
g'rl, believe but for those long five wears
which kept him prisoner in his room
ana gave him So much time to think he
would have quite forgotten her And
| believe, that if he ever
meets woman he can love he will be-
come his I'D lig he ,rted self again "
"iretty, very pretty" he mutrered
''GoIden hair an blue eyes-coored lust
rs she was-ani good, sweet girl"
l hen with start AMI newly awakened
ook-"Ihere's the parsonage, :Sophy;
won't you come in and see Mrs Danburyr
But | was busy that night and conlJ
not Besides | wanted to think. The
new organlSt was different person already
n my eyes. felt sorry for him and in
i'gnant with the girls, and rejoiced that
ne was no longer very lame-as though |
,ad known him all my life y; and hoped
hat he would meet some new true love
Abby Adair mo. she could not under
iand him. Ruth Maitland or Be,s
'lauvelt may. each had suiror.
And then, being AT home. | went to the
,lass and looked at Sophy Norroway,
Did Mr.. Danbury mean met I had
GOLDEN hair and blue eyes. Perhaps |
vas pretty; and | was sure that # had
'een that girl | never, never
There the folly of my thoughts burst
'pon me; laughed aload. Silly, silly
lrl ! | cared nothing for that dark, sad
tranGer; and he had not even looked at
ne.
Not then but could not say the same
fterward. There came time when. lift
ny eyes when | would, | saw his bent
pom me. Not an impertlnent stare; ; .
net, earnest look, rs though he were
rvlng to read me through. lie used TO
ten when l spoke to Others. though he
cry seldom conversed with me and once
fancled, changed my seat under some
retence to have me where he could see
ie better. AT last, as ! sat sewing at
ONE one day, near the window, | lifted
~ eyes and saw him coming up the gar
en- path.
We talked that day. Shy people can
My really converse en- tele fete. And !
hen he went away knew hlm and liked
i'm. {
The first time | ever saw him smile I
as when he looked back at the door to t
~ last word or two. q
II w"s very sweet smile, brimful OF
indness v
1 was just eighteen, he nearly thirty.
Tell in love with him the sooner for that.
es, the secret is out. A few of those
sits. half n dozen of those long quiet o
'ats, and loved him fondly. he h
eved he loved me. | could not help
mixing 50. Not that he ever said any, 81
my. buI look and tones are better signs a