Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1869-10-09


and she knew he had turned his back up
on her forever.
He does rot know what il has cost
me-" she murInured, turning homeward.
and speaking with fevered lips. i could
have loved him but to be mere rustic
IA drudge all my life Oh no-my love
can never stretch to such sacrifice"
And 80 seeking to Justify her guilty
mind, Clara Sayton hastened homewards
to prepare TO nse her tudden inheritance.
Meanwhile. the discarded lover. heart
crushed and weary. sought the gloom Of
the woods to brood over his grief mot
grief at having lost Clara Sayton. but grief
because he had found her so unworthy.
As he lfanell AGAINST atree, where 0f
ten he had wooed his false hearted Clara
he was aroused BY a light and girish laugh
near him, and looking up, he saw before
him a handsome, blue eyed girl scarcely
eight years old.
I've found you. brother Henry, and
am very glad, far was almost lost" said
the little maiden, sprnging into his arms
You at least love me, Cherrie. re
piled Hairy, as he kissed her rosy cheek
and swept her bright sunny hair from her
fair forehead.
"More than proud Clara Sayton does
for NIL she says cried Cherrie.
Don't speak ot her, Cherrie She
does not love me now-and do not love
| her
a. Is that fun, brother Henry 7"
No = fortunate fact" said Harry, as
he clasped the child's tiny hand in hi:
broad. strong palm, aud led her home
wards.
.Ah! | am so glad r exclaimed Cherrie
+" You. Glad Now that ast0nishel
me- said Harry. crushing his love for Cla
ra with every stride. But why are you
so glad, Cherric y
+" Because love you, and don't wan
anybody else to love you, and want yol
to love nobody but me- cried gay Cherrie
tossing her curls, do you know wha
old Aunt Nellie said =
"She says many very fine things, Cher
rie. What was the last ?"
She said that as am an orphan, ant
you are not my brother for true. you know
when grow to be a great tall lady lik
Clara Sayton, and il you don't marry yo
may marry me. Won't that be funny
and here Cherrie clapped her little hand
with glee.
Harry smiled at her innocence, and sale
What is a wife, Cherrie p
ab.. .,.,.oI for ,...,,..nt orI .av.ftn,
1t's-let me see-Aunt Nellie said
was mans fate. Is it?'
Not always" laughed Harry. "Bu
must tell Aunt Nellie not to put sue
nonsense in that giddy pate Of yours. Che
rie."
Cherrie was child who had been lei
with Harlys mother, four years before th
date of this story, and under sonlewha
strange circumstances.
A stranger had applied at the modes
cottage Of the widow Harry. and desires
the benevolent old lady to rear and edu
cate the little girl until he should retur
to clam her. He gave no name, but lei
a heavy purse Of gold TO maintain he
promising to return at the end oftwo yea.
to claim his daughter. il possible.
Pay me when you return" was the n
mark of the kind hearted widow, attracte'
i,y the beauty Of the child, and refusln
the gold, for the stranger seemed more
need of IL than she.
-Four years had passed since then. an
still the stranger did not return Will
the kind widow began to Look upon tn
lovely waif as her own, and named h
Cherrie, for in his haste the stranger ha
not told her name, aud the only one tn
child could give was Pet-a name Mr.
Harry disliked.
This. then. was the little maiden VII
chartered to the discarded lover as
sought his home.