The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1869-06-22

v hAtt RESIST 4AAY 4uaN never
see me 40 that BesIles. deserved
tbc lefalug fsr breaking the rules
dilnt mean to iptgrrupt the las, time
,honRh Tm going away io-iaorraw 70
ny uncles counting bousa IN c.,
Tben tie door closed. aud Mss Burn-
egs heard 40 mora
! Going away She said the words
over and over to herself, sitting there
With her hand laid down on the table
beiOu her
Gong away
Why. that Was worse tkan ALL What
should she do. missing day by day the
bright face IN the corner aud the voice
that, spite Of agIayations without mum
bor. was stall the pleasantest voice in
the world to herr
What should she do Z
The great pile of copy books there
on the table were still untouched when
in half an hour some one opened the
door and came in some one whose
step she knew too we'll. Scott Gold
rick had come back after his books AMI
slate. But she did not lift her head
He stood before her presently, with
his books on his arm and his hat in bis
hand
Il am going away, Miss Burnett, 10
stay. VIII you bid me good.by"
Still she did not look up or speak.
He persisted, gently.
Have | offended you beyond all
hope Of forgiveness
She gave him her hand at that
No but
bat you are sick, Mss Burnett ?"
as he saw her face plainly. you are
really sick. What can do for you?"
She tried to smile
1T is only headacho.-I have had it
all day--and a touch of the fever with
| it, perhaps, nothing more"
You have been sick all day, aud /
have been all the time aggravating the
life out Of you," he said, remorsefally,
in his oarnestness kneeling down on
one knee beside her chair with a half
bold, half shy grace Il have made
yon trouble constantly, not today only,
but ever since YOU came here to teach.
What brute you must think me 1t
was unmanly and cowardly to act as |
did. No you must let me make fuH
confession, now, kissing the hand she
laid over his month to stop him "But,
Iously alarmed u0Y at the sight es La,.
white face and closed eyes for the
sels ls-control maintained by main force
all day, aad up to tho momont, had
given away suddenly, and weaker than
child sue sat there, her breath com
ing in little short gasps
Unused TO womans moods and
ways" he was at loss what to do
He had no idea, though, that when a
! llady fainted, cold water was the thing,
so he sprinkled her face from the cup
standing on the table within reach OF
his hand aud, manike drew her head
down upon his shoulder.
She was not altogether unconscious,
for she made week movement to
withdraw herself from his arm but he
whispered, Trust me aud lie still, viii
you not, till you are better p conscious
the while Of an odd, pleasant '<hrill, at
his heart, as her face lay so near his
own that he could have touched it with
his lips.
If he had been dozen years older,
ne would most likely have yielded to
tho temptation and kissed the roses
back to her cheeks, but there was JUS
the least bit Of boyish timidity ye
about him and besides, he could moi
forget that he had been in part the
cause OF this illness, and his heart
smote him regretfully every time he
looked at her.
Sic sent him away by and-by q
soon as she was able to sit up without
support She would not let him g
home with her either, though he begg
cd her to Let him do 50 she would d.
better by herself, she said. But seein,
the troubled look IN bis eyes as sh
turned away she relented 80 fnr as t
say
Il trust wc part friends r.
lie came back to her at this, sayin
earnestly
"Can you be my friend, after sha
!. YOU have known Of me for the pas
two months 2"
: Il can be am sincerely you
2 friend
Thank you !or that Knowing it
: shall not carry such sorely-trouble
conscience away with nae
All be never guessed that instea
q OF troubled c1nsoieuce. be was carr
y Ing Olive Barnctts heart With him.
9 Ii was seven years before they locke
II IN each others faces agaia. Such
6 long. long interval Those seven yeai
2 had changed Scott Goldfick into a sal