The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1868-02-14
Don't answer me now," pleaded Jamie

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same, replied Isabel, decidedly.
And simple Jamie took her at her
word, ignorant that patient continu,
ance will worry nineteen girls out oi
twenty into any sort Of alliance or mis-
alliance, and l dare say the twentieth
az we'll If the patience is continuous
enough.
So they left the log, and went their
ways, farther and farther from each
other. Jamie sighed a few days and
nights like a pine-tree on hill-a
cheerful sound at all times, and one
suited 10 make q melancholy-minded
person fit to jump into The we'll. he
really thought the sky had fallen, but
it proved to be only q rose-leaf; and
after awhile the stars began to twinkle
again Just as much like diamonds as
ever.
By that time though, it was . full
year, and Jamie's brother, Horatio, had
come home from Oregon.
And what did Horatio do, but straight
way follow in the footprints of his
brothers.
81 guess" ;" said Mrs. Fascett, "whether
or no Isabel Hubbylthorne and Horatto
Hamilton won't make match Of it.
Horatio is pretty wide awake, but l
don't reckon that will hurt him any for
Isabel, and guess that will be match.
To my certain knowledge they have rid
out together. happened, as good luck
weuld have it, to be picking dandelion-
greens for dinner-Fascett, he's great
ON dandelion n-greens-and hearing vol
ces, makes it in my way to 60 to the
brow of the hill, where l could over
look the road; when 10 and behold! as
sure as you are sitting in that chair,
there they was riding along as clipper
as pair of robins; Isabel on a white
horse, and decked out like poppet; and
Horatio riding black, oltish-looking
horse. They must have been stable
teams, for / didn't know either one OF
them; they want Hamilton horses, nor
they want Hubbylthorne's."
~ want to known replied Miss ST.
lence Dummie, who was trimming hat
for Mrs. Fascett with black velvet and
scarlet pepper-pods.
"Yes; and / guess whether or no
there won't be wedding up to
Squire Hubbylthorne's come next
Thanksgiving time, if not before.
They will make great doings, and in
vite from far and near, you may be sure
of that, for Hubbylthorne's folks aren't
of the kind that stops to pinch q six
pence. When they lay out to do any
thing, they dc it without standing for
the cost, l tell you."
"Surely," replied Miss Dummie.
But it is to he hoped that Mrs. Fascett
did not buy her green gown, for there
was no wedding at Hubbylthorne's after
all.
II don't know for why it fell through.
They would have made such handsome
couple" said she, regretfully.
ii wish Isabella could feel to marry
one of my boys" sighed Mrs. Hamilton,
with tears in her motherly eyes, to Mrs.
Hubbylthorne, as they met on the
church steps before service.
Mrs. Hub5ylthorne joined softly in
the sigh. 81 don't know why it is, but
Isabel don't seem to be one OF the mar
rying kind" said she. apOlogetically.
| Deluded woman! This shows that
even mothers do not know everything.
Horatio went back West, and next
that was known of him he had married
Cuban lady at San Francisco, and thus
was ont of the way and ont of the ques.
| ton.
But behold all this time there was be-
longing to the Hamilton another broth
er, "alittle one" the youngest, Frederic.
He had been an invalid in his earlier
years-weak lungs or somethlng-and
80 was rather counted out; but still
there he was, and one day when Isabel
Hubbylthorne was ont in the rock pas
ture, halfway between her fathers and
Mr.. Hamilton's houses, picking black
berries, suddenly she looked up and he
stood before her just as though he had
been brier all along, and she was the
princess who turned him into man at
her touch.
"Why, Frederic Hamilton, / thought
YOU were in Labrador said she with
out so much as winking.
Glow we'll you lookw said lsabel, ,
next.
"My mother used to think So" answer
ed Frederic.
And the ball began TO roll.
Frederic Hamilton was little wiser
In his generation than his older broth
ers. He did not begin his suit so early,
but he persisted in is longer. Like
Marry's lamb,
Every where that" Isabel went
| Frederic, was sure to 60;
and every time Isabel happened to ook
at Frederic she caught him hastily
turning his eyes away from her. So
surely that presently she felt impelled
4. h., nr,na lnnE
again at him, always finding his eyes
just leaving hers, quickly and concious.
/ ly. So she could not keep him out of
her mind altogether, though he never
seemed to intrude himself into it. Al
ways meeting her at every social gath
ering; there was naturally now and
then q time when Isabel had no espe-
eisl attendant, aud on such occasions
Frederic walked homo with her in an
informal, matter of-course way. He al
so lent her books and sent her flowers
enough to cover the Babes in the Wood
half mile deep.
So, little by little, as continual drop
ping wears away q stone, Isabers hard
heart had become honey-combed
through and through, when one day,
| pldBhUcIIlCe uCluk iipo ohSO hOASI An0-
bel and Frederic met again in the rock
pasture.
First, like Maud Muller and the
Judge, they ,..
Spoke Of the grass and flowers and trees,
| OF the singing birds and kumming bees"
And then of a sudden Frederic's eyes
put on the grave, tender expression that
Isabel thought becoming TO them, and
he said, ~ am glad Bel, you refused to
marry my brothers.
"Why 7" asked Bel, beginning to pick
leaves instead of berries, while psony
sprang in full bloom on each cheek, and
her eyes fell as suddenly as though they
were nails and Frederic's were ham,
mers.
Because want you myself" replied
Frederic, as assured as though one was
enough to make any bargain.
For a minute there was no sound IN
der the blue sky but q crows voice cry
ing, LA! Ia! la!" and the measured
beating OF 4 fail in somebody's barn
like the throbbing Of great heart
then Isabel without looking up said,
making = deep sigh, IF i aust marry