Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1869-09-24

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had heretofore no time for love in fact b
had regarded it as only school girls pas
time. But now, after weeks which migh
have been Hasheesh dream, he awoke sud
denly to realize his folly.
One morning Miss Emo. announced t
him her departure the next day, and wa
startled by an abrupt, hoarse avowal Of de
votion, as the knights Of old felt for tn
bright particular star Of their idolatry. Sh
turned around and looked at him steadil
with parted lips and wondering eyes Thel
she raised her hand and lifted away the mas
ses of brown hair from his brow, and let tn
soft, warm weight rest there, while she con
tinucd to gaze wistfully and intently.
I DO not try me too long,, said he, his lip
quivering. Ia1
No, / ought not returned Miss Emo
and ought not to do this, taking her hant
away; but I was thinking, was wonder
ing, whether could rest upon such devotion
whether it alone would be enough for me-
Il know have nothing else to offer you,
said Amman, bitterly.
L thank you for it sincerely said she
while happy smile broke over her face
But and her face clouded.
DR.. AMMAN understood it, and took W
his hat.
Give me something of yours to keep.
he said hesitating ly.
She took from her arm little fancy brace
let tied with knot of amber ribbon. He
placed it next his heart.
The next morning in his Office, DR.. An
nan heard the rumble of a carriage. lie
stepped out his little wooden stoop and saw
the enchantress pass. She waved her hand
to him. He gazed after the carriage till it
turned the corner to the railroad station, en-
tirely out of sight; then his eyes wandered
vacantly to the hills across the river. How
low and dim they looked. How dry, mat
ted and dusty the grass at the side of the
street How shabby the little yellow houses!
How mean and pretentious the smart glls-
tenning Gothic villa at the end of the row.
He turned into his den and again drew the
bolt
Ri e years rolled around At the high
window of the St. Nicholas, in New York,
stood Miss Emo, in sad and weary attitude.
She had Just returned from Europe. She
was looking at the CLEANS of light spring in
to the windows around, and specializing on
the riches gathered inside; watching the hui
man stream below-in particular one little
body, with wooden hood and bundle, who
threaded her way eagerly, but without ncr-
vousness, and with certain, happy. cheer
full gate, which told that she was going to a
home and had loving heart to rest upon.
Miss Emo suddenly turned to her compan-
ion and said, 'Ernina, you know believe
in impulses I have one to 60 and see Mrs.
Everett, the minister's wife, in Groton, for
few days. You will not be afraid to stay
here alone without me 2
Ernina Starr turned slowly around. Now,
Tara, there is something behind this a
scheme of some kind
F, I never thought of it till within the last
five minutes, Ernina, I'll be back, perhaps,
in two days
And perhaps in
Zarah turned and went into her bed room,
and the next morning was on her way.
DR.. AMMAN was sitting down to supper at
night after long, cold ride among his pa
tients. Suddenly the bell rang.
We'll, he said, looking up YEARLY, as
the servant entered. The girl put small
parcel into his hand, and went out again.
The doctor paused moment. There was
something in the dainty way in which the
little parcel was tied up-a delicate fragrance
that reminded him of his one dream of hap
piness.
What fool [ am p he said suddenly !;
that is dead and buried long ago. And
yet, and yet
He did not finish the sentence; but thought
how different it might have been if Miss Emo
could have loved him. Mechanically he
united the parcel. and opened little box it
contained. A bracelet, tied with yellow
ribbon, lay before him.
After few moments he rose and went to
a desk, which he opened. In this desk was
a secret drawer he drew forth second
bracelet, also tied with yellow ribbon, the
exact counterpart Of the first.
Where did the parcel come from? he
asked, as the servant whom he rang for,
entered.
From Mrs. Everetts'
WAS any message left with it !
None
The doctor put on his hat and strobe rap
idly down the street. He seemed ten years
younger than an hour ago. Very soon
found himself in the presence Of Miss Emo.
She rose, furiedly, to receive him. As
for him, he was trembling like boy.
I have kept the bracelet he said. See
And have never loved any one but YOU
You have come to reward me?
Yes, [ have come
That was all.
A few DAYS after Miss Emo went back te
New York ,
I am going to be married. she said, te
her friend. -
And that heart-break, which happened
just before you went to Groton, five years
ago?
There is the secret found at Grotor
one who spoke as if his love was real, ane
not the sham we have offered to us in the
world here. But my wound was not ye
cured, nor my new found disbelief il al
men. I went back after five years and foune
him waiting for me-. 1 think at last, sht
said softly, I shall be happy
DIR. Amman is now a celebrated practition
er in New York. His wife is one Of the
queens of society. Both are brighter, ane
better and happier.
Was it impulse, as she thinks, that tool
Miss Emo back to Groton? Or was it some
thing deeper Of which she is but a poor ex
PLANTATION. -.
At any rate, impulse or not impulse, tw'
lives but for it would not have been united
- A PRopHEoY. writer in Appleton
Journal undertakes to show the future socia
and industrial condition Of the United States
He predicts Cd that there will. be a grea
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