Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1869-08-12
is not pleasant for me to do this, but my
rule must be respected"

hand, They were counted out faithfully
twelve strokes--no more, no less. Did he
know how every one hurt her? Perhap.
he did. for his eyes were on her face all the
while, and when the last one was given he
walked back to his seat, little graver thar
| before, that was all. And the rest of the
scholars opened eyes of amazement. They
had expected high words and open defiance
at the first. This new gentleness was moi
fear; they knew that well. Fear and Scott
Goldrick name never went together. If il
was voluntary submission to discipline, why
they might as well all yield too.
Miss Burnett heard him talking to some
of the older scholars outside the door after
the roll was called and the school dismissed.
"What resist lady You'll never see
me do that. Besides, deserved the feruing
for breaking the rules. l didn't mean to in
terrupt the last time, though. I'm going
away tomorrow to my uncle's counting
house in C" Then the door closed, and
Miss Burnett heard no more.
Going away She said the words over and
over to herself, sitting there with her head
laid down on the table before her. Going
away! What would she do, missing day by
day the bright face in the corner, and the
voice that, spite of aggravations without
number, was still the pleasantest voice in the
world to her. What should she do?
The great pile of copy-books there on the
table were still untouched, when, half an
hour later, some one opened the door and
came in some one whose step she knew so
well. Scott Goldrich had come back for his
books and slate. But she did not lift her
head. H. stood before her presently with
the books on his arm and his hat in hand.
-" | am going away, Miss Burnett, to stay.
Will you bid me good bye2"
Sill 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"
But you are sick, Miss Burnett" us he
saw her face plainly. lyon are really sick.
What can do for you:"
She tried 10 smile.
"Its only n headache-I have had it all
day-and n touch Of fever with it, perhaps
nothing more
" You have been sick all day, and have
been aggrava'ing the lie out Of you," lie
said, remorsefuly, in his earnestness sinking
down on one knee beside her chair, with a
half bold, half easy grace, 81 have made you
trouble constantly, not today only, but ever
since you came here to teach. What u brute
you must think me 1t was unmanly and
cowardly TO act as did. Now you must
let me make full confession now,n kissing
the hand she laid over his mouth to stop
him. But, Miss Burnett, you are Uery ill.,"
seriously alarmed at the sight of her white
face and closed eyes for the self control
maisained by main force all day, and up TO
this moment, had given way suddenly, and,
weaker than a child, she sat there, her breath
coming'in little short gasps.
Unused to woman's moods and s. ways
he was at loss what to do He had an
idea, though, that when lady tainted, cold
water was the thing, so he sprinklcd her face
with tho cun s,anding nm ,ho ,.,,a u,;,hin
reach or his hand and m.n,ira ho arnn
her head down upon his shoulder.
She was not altogether unconscious, for
she made weak movement to withdraw
herself from his arm, In, 10 y.h;.,araa
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odd nlcoson, Thrill, AT b;s heor, .s hor toa
law so pnar b;s o,yn ,bot bo on,la ,,a,,o
touched IL with b;s ,;ns
If be had boep a do,on yoors o,a.r lao
would most likelv bave y;eldod m no ,an,n
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All! he never GUESSED that instead Of n
troubled conscience. he was carving Olive
Burnetts heart awav with him.
Ii was seven years before they looked upon
each others faces again. Such long. long
interval. These seven wears had changed
Scott Go,drick into successful busines,
man, steadily amassing lis thousands. and
alive to the brilliant. cou,tcd Young widow.
Mrs. Logan.
She had grown heart sick OF teaching. and
one day in desperate mood gave il up and