Daily Davenport Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1864-1874, 1868-06-06

ed after me anriously as I drove old Dob
bin and tho little red sleigh the following
evening
shc was ready for me. Ny mothers
hint was ia my mind, and looked at her
/ dress. AL discovered was that it was
blue but her furs were good, could Judge
Of furs.
"She must marry q rich man, or one on
bis way weslthward,' / said. ''she shall.
TOO. I've more to start with than Wash
ngton had And tucked her into the
sleigh and drove Off to the meeting.
was pleasant drive, and merry dance
and sumner but as time went on felt glad
| that | had written the letter for could
not have said what il said for me. il was
| 4 The last moment when we were driving
homeyArd that | mustered up courage to
ask her for the little retlcule she carried as
the other girls did, with a brush and some
flowers in il, think, for they had to touch
up the curls and braids after the windy
ride, before the dance.
"wby do you ask II. ?" she asked.
ITO put something ID il, which you must
not look at till you reach home" said.
"You arouse my curiosity she answer
ed. "a shall look the instant | have
amp"
And as she spoke had dropped in the
| letter and snapped the clasp.
Not word more could speak. But at
the door tried, for the first time, to kiss
her. Her lips eluded mine, and dared not
repeat the attempt.
took the red sleigh homo and waited
| waited hopefully, as knew afterwards, for
an answer. None came-a day, week,
month. Then all hope was over. ! had
seen her. She had given me little cold,
smilelcss bow. | was rejected
mother ! said that night. I'VE must
have some one to farm the place. I'm go
ing to some city"
"Whys" she said.
ITO make my fortune" said.
"For that girl; tho school ma am :" ask
cd my mother, bitterly.
| NO." | said, "neyer for her."
Mother knelt down beside me, IS l 50,
ON a low stool. She put her hands on my
shoulders and looked in my face
=" She didn't dare refuse you :" she said
"Boy, know you are in trouble. I'm you
mother. Tell me-"
"She did not accept me-" ! said.
LUG uiuA eei0 ny hnONoNs
. 81" Then she burst into tears.
al "And that is to part US :" she said.
al "Not if you'll 90 with me-" answered
But she would not leave her home, and
g went alone. In the frosty morning, as
4 turned 10 look back at tho little village
/, from the top of the old stage. saw the III
: | tie children fling in At the school hous
door, and caught glimpse OF Hcpssy
" dress beyond-only . fold Of her dress, bt
Ii knew it. The school bell was ringing
i but il did not say, turn sgain' to me as
u should have done, had been such proi
ct as Wilmington.
I'll made my fortune. had cousin
New York who was deep in the mys,eri'
? Of Wall street. He helped me, so did luc
y or fate. In five years ] was q moderated
. rich man. Ny mother wanted nothing b,
"a my presence. She would not come to IN
but urged me to return TO her.
~ At first my heart was too weak 10
lie trusted among those old familiar scene
10 To have met llepsey would have been 4
much to bear. But time helps us all.
: At the end of five years ! wrote TO IN
~ mother:
O. am coming nome again, since you W
70 MT live with me. Expect me tomorrow
And on the morrow ! went. Ny moth
: had rot altered much But | had grown
~ ong. light beard. and was youth no To-
20 sel-a fact which troubled here. The
n were changes in the place, too. Girls we
married old people dead. The TALES
~ hanGsomest man remembered, had IN
~ With an accident and crawed about
O. wretched cripple. Ths church was rebui
n. and the huts in the hollow had ben burn
A factory had risen, and the factory pc
: pies houses were about it. Instead of Il
'e old frame school house was a brick bull
ut ing with many windows and cupcla.
lxt Who was the teacher ? Was she thel
: -Hepscy. Harrow dared not ask.
Idly sauntered about the house, painte
and Furnished now and idly, in the ev
y ming OF my second day at home, | we
!. out to the shed where the little red sep
s,ood-the shabby old thing, with a gre'
70 patch on the cushions.
~ =" 1t amt been touched since you left, 4
ut mon" said my mother. Poor old Dohbii
IL How smart lie used to take it around
felt as f ia lost a friend when he died :.
: Remember my patch on my cushion "
" She lifted 1t as she SPOKE. From bcnsa
an it dtopped something Whaf Ofleathe
blue with mould crushed with its long lyii
under the cushion, but a reiicule for
bat-llepsey Ilarrov's retcule opc
ly Ell There lay comb and brush, au ar
n, | fetal rose-how we'll remembered it
her hair and my letter. Yes, my lett,
~ that she had never rad, never seen, ney
SIX known of.
ia What's tie matter, Almond z" ak
n, my mother.
I For few moments did no, know.
At last spoke.
81. Ii is Miss Harrow 5 rcticule.'
he "Shc must have lost it when you took y
sleigh riding said my mother "Ju
Ike he, to lose il and no, know 1t, exteay
y CANT cr!ttcr. She's teaching yet, and lA
at y to-shc aia't AIRED no doubt &c
81 be an old maid, servo her right"
The rest my mother said to herself, fo
80 waited for no more
ne | took the Ieticule in my hand and We
ed over the long forgotten path to the sch'
via house. School was over. A figure sto
&C alone near the gate. did not recognize
at first But on \ nearer view | found
10 was more mature edition OF Hepsey II
on rows slender frame--not so slender no
10 but prettv-just as pretty in the face, q
fresh and buxom.
walked up to her. She gave me p,
ny zled look. Then her cheek flushed.
OF "Mr. Craig'" she said.
sc YES, Miss Harrow" answered. II
I'M here TO restore your property. You los
!. retcule in my sleigh five years ago. Tod
ne found it, There is so netting in it viii
ito ! asked you to look at when you were alor
FOR ! make the same request now. May | :
-. you this EVENING"
She bowed. walked away. That pig
"s went once more to see her. She had be
I'd weeping; the letter lay upon her knee.
nd s."Such an odd relic Of those foolish
times" she said.
| took her hand.
"You never answered It, .lIspsey, v