The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1868-03-13
BIDDEFoRD, ME-, FRIDAY

or two Of courteous commonplace
longer conversation which charmed Guy by
lis revelation Of mind richly s,orrd-no
more than that, until one morning, s,rolling
down to the waters edge. he came sudden.
ly upon Miss Deanc, sitting with her pon.
folio on her lap, making little sketch Of
the river and the opposite bank. al
"Pny, don't rise, Mis- Dsane. You
sketch. ! sec"
j "Only little, am quite un,ausht" "
She held out the unfinished pcnciling ss|
she spoke. ~, 2 III
Guy looked at II In the light. "You have
a native aptitude in that direction, them" be
said "butif you will permit mo sugses.
lion, think ! can show you better posi-
ton than this. Here, that group Of trees
hides from you onsof tho very finest points
Of the landscape, but just inside my gate Is
a rustic scat from which tho whole view
opens up most charmingly. Will yon
come? ?"
Miss Dcane accepted the invitation with
unaffected pleasure, but scarcely was her
paper adjusted again, under Guy superin.
tendence, before Mrs. Gibson appeared up.
on the river path in front Of them. Guy saw
a look ofsurprised displeasure darkcn over
the laLy's face, and walked quickly to the
gate, hoping to avert the rising storm.
"walk in, Mrs. Gibson" he said, with
his most winning smile, "you have no,
seen The view which have had opened
through these pines. have just pcrsun'l.
ed Miss Denne to bring In her paper and
pencil and make sketch"
"Thank you Mr.. Briiiou, have not time
Just now" She looked at her watch. shut
ting.thc case with a sptefdl snap. "MiSs
Deane, do you know that It is very near
school time ?" r. ~-
~ will 60 in directly" was the quiet
answer. II must have mistaken the hour
As the two walke,l away together, Mns.
Gibson sail, in tone which, though not i'm
tended for his cars, Guy could not avoid
ovcrhcnring. "Niiss Deanc, never was 30
us,onishcd in my life Such boldness as
this iium person IN my employ! Making
u sketch indeed ~
The reply was inaudible. Guy flushed
to his finger tips with anger, but rejecting
that Miss Deane's modification would
doubtless I've increased by the knowledge
that he had heard the cruel words,he press
cd back the indignant sentences that rose to
his lips. ~
From that moment his resolution was
taken. "She shall not long bo subject to
,ha, womun's petty tyranny-not III can
win her for myself" he said, closing his lips
tightly as he walked up ,hs garden path.
Early on tho fosiowiny day no ;sawsihe
Gibsons drive away with party Of guest,
followed by light wagon packed with all
the equipments of rustic picnic. Miss
Deane was not Of the number indeed hc
had noticed that she very rarely shared any
of their frequent pleasure excursions.
"She alone ! will speak to her this very
day." he thought. .-.,-...
As he passed up the avennc that aNer-
noon, he started to hear her voice again rs
on the first day when he had met her. He
stood still moment, and the words can,e
floating to his ear on the wing ofa melody
sadder than anything he had ever heard:
Late, late, so late and dark the highland chill!
Late, late, 50 late but we can enter still
Too late too late 20 cannot enter now :"
Following with his eyes the direction Of
the sound, he saw her sitting on the grass.
halchidden by trellis which supported
some clambering vine. The last note had
died away in tremulous sob, and burying
her face in her hands she burst into spasm
Of weeping.
Guy stood irresolute, fearing to stnrtle her
by sudden approach, ,busas dry trig broke
beneath his foot she turned quickly and re-
cognized him. She rose hastily, dashing
away her tears, and her face glowing with
painful embarrassment Guy was at hor
side in an instant.
"i beg u thousand pardons." he sui,hhur.
riedly; "indee,l, did not mean to conc up
on you SO suddenly"
"The family are absen, for tho day, Mr..
Britton."
"a know i'll don't wish to SEQ tllen.-|
Miss Deano. they are miserably unkind to
you here" said Guy, impulsively.
"No, no, It is not that they do not mean
H." she answered, striving to regain compo
sure "it is because am not often so weak
rs this"
sOh. Miss Deane! if you would only
take place 10 my heart and home. Tel
mo that you will give me the right to guard
and comfort you. Be my wife !"
Her face lii up for u moment with strange
radiance. then the ligh, passed and LET, her
calm and pale.
MIR. Briion," said she, "T need not tell
you how totally unprcparcd am for this
You do me great honor-I thank you, ,hut
this cannot Ie. You are not the man TO bc
content I'M a marriage that had its origin in
nero sympathy. howevCr noble; and for
give me that say Il, lonely and poor US I
am. should want moro than that in my
husband"
L
Guy would have interrupted her with
passionate protestations, but she had silenc.
ed him with quiet firmness. i
Il am almost a stranger to YOU" werc
her parting words. "Somc time you will
thank mo for what may seem now like
rank ingra,itude." She held out her hand
with sorowfdl smile. Guy pressed Il TO
his lips. 'nls
p"Mis Deans, ;" he said, "l don't wooder