Vermont daily transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1868-1870, 1869-02-01

admiringly, as they nearcd groupe of
their schoolmatcs, who, unconscious
that the object of their encom;um was
so close AT hand, were uttering similar
sentiments, in loud and excite tones.
Harry WINGED, but had no time to reply
for Newton, looking back toward the
bridge, exclaimed, "Look. There is
Mr.. Reed, and believe he knows us
Yes, he's bowing!n
Harry Worthington turned and raised
his cap, but hardly saw the pleasant
smile wit which the courtly stranger
met his salutation for his owe was
caught by a shivcring figure, in thin,
patched garments, leaning over the
bridge, and watching him with n visit
full, disappointed look. The hot blood
rushed to his brow, for moment he hes
it1ted then saying hurriedly, "Excusc
me Al, III see you again ~ he rctraccd
his tops, and passing under an arch of
the bridge, stopped down and unstrap-
ped his skates in the shadow then, TAX
ing the skates in his hand he sprang up
the stairs, m ide his way through the
crowd to Charlie, touched his arm and
said:
Here arc tie skates, Charlie; hurry
down to the ice and put them on "
ION, thank YOU | was afraid you had
forgotten them !" cried the poor boy !;
but Ha ry had disappeared in the crowd
and Charlie looked for him in vain as
he passed from group to group On the
ice
Soon the merry contest was at its
height. The sharp ring of steel assail-
ed the CLASSY amor of the river, shouts
of mirth and peals of laughter filed the
air but Charles delight was too deep
for noisy utterance no shout nor laugh
from him, though every motion was full
of joy. For Il time he gave himself
wholly to the excitement of the sport,
with no thought of applause, or of the
prize, which he had supposed was far
beyond his reach but when he heard
the cheers that followed him through
the first winnings of the marvellous
"grape-vine," n suddcn hope thrilled
h m. Might he not win as well az an
ether? Visions of the comforts which
that golden eagle would bring to hi dcs-
Olate home fitted before him, His
skating was no longer mere pastime,
and there was an eloquent pleading in
every graceful movement, which all
felt. though none could understand.
The boys fell back from his path waving
their caps. Mr.. Reed, drawing his hand
across his eyes, exclaimed to himself:
"Pshaw wonder what there is about
that sh: bly, fellow to make my old eyes
into my bOyhood is making me senti-
mental or else the poetry of motion,
that the rhymers talk about, is too much
, for me-"
Where is Harry Worthington ?"
, haven't seen him once tonight" said
one boy to another" as Charlie sailed
slowly past them, when the grapevine
had received it's last twist.'
III IS up on the bridge. l saw him
give his skates to that young Burns
when he first came down. | guess he
ISN'T well, for he has thought of nothing
but the match ever since it was pro.
posed, and l don't think he would give
it up without some good cause, par
ticularly as he was pretty sure to have
, won the prize, if Burns hadn't been on
the ice.n
Charlie heard them, and for the first
time suspected that Harry had given uI
, his sport for his sake Looking up al
the bridge he deserted him among the
throng, just as the boys began to shout
Give us some more, Burns! TRY
, it again !" And, from an impulse OF
gratitude, he shot away to IA spot where
= the ice was yet unmarried, and making
. a few rapid passes over the smooth SUI
!, face, left the letters III. W." cu
, deeply by his skates on the frozen
bosom If the river, and glittering in the
q moonlight as though set with diamonds
1t was bOyish tribute, with the eX
preston Of more true feeling than is il
. many an elaborate cncomium carved il
marble.
7 While the air resounded with shout.
, of applause, Charlie, springing one,
more up the rude steps to the bridge
/ stood by Harry's side, telling him, il
v awkward phrase, how grateful he was
how sorry that, for his sake, he had los
y so much of the sport, and begging tha
t he would now take the skates, and ust
4 them during the time that yet re
|. manned; and Harry had soon rejoinet
his friend Newton on the ice. But
though he did his very best, he was M
!, longer the acknowledged champion o
!, the Aldcrville skaters and we Inus
n not blame him, if some bitterness
4 mingled with kindlier feelings t. ward.
Il his unconscious rival; or, if his vote,
o was not quite steady, when he joined
in the cheers which greeted the an
;. nOuncement that the prize was awarded
to Charlie Burns.-AuthOr Of keep {
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