Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1869-10-29
StIttt StOrp.
THE GOTERNOR'S STORY.

We were very poor said the Cover
nor, my mother and l. We lived in a
little cabin on General Linton's farm,
and saw hard times. My father had died
when was sixteen years old leaving Us
nothing bu, an honest reputation; and a.
though was stout AMI healthy my WA
e,cs were very low, and had 10 toll late
and early to provide the neces,aricS Of
life. Rut suppose should have been
happy enough. that =, IS much ~ we un-
satisfied morials are. il I, hadu', been fur
\ woman | don't know why Helen
Clinton made Such an impression ON me 4,
for she had by no means those grea, anil
noble qualities by which men as \ general
thing are attracted toward the opposite
sex. On the contrary she was proud,
arrogant and overbearinS, and was con-
iilen, that If she thought Of me at all, it
wa, with feelings ofconl"mp' aud di>dain
alone. NJ, II my personal appearance
j, is true. although was rough and I'M
cultivated. and ms hands were hard with
excessive toll. AMI my face brown 'yi.h
exposure 20 the sun, still | had great
strength aul wonderful agility. and my
hair and eye, were llrk a~ midnight, and
many sail was handsome. But was
poor and she WAS wealthy was Gencr-
al Linton, hired man; she WAS General
Lint1u's daughter. AMI it WAS the old s,o-
". IL must have been hrr bewtchinE
beauty that drew me more and more to-
ward her, for she was = quecuN looking
girl, with flashing eyes ani magnificent
brown hair. And form tall, majestic and
stately. Butwhatcycr il might have been,
am certain of one thing, and that j., that
/ learned 10 love her with q maddening,
painful. consuming passion, that seemed
abou, 70 devour my whole being. tried
very hard to smother it, and to drive her
image from my heart. | knew ought
as we'll u think of plucking down tn
mocn or the stars -, TO aspire to her hand.
But it vas OF no avail, and the more ]
,trug led tn more became enisnSied. .un-
til At length, morning, noon aud night,
there was but one face tha; saw, one
voice that heard and that WAS the face
aud voice of Helen Linton. What was
worst Of al 70 me. in some way She dis
covered my secret. How, I can hardly
tel. They say murder will out, and the
same can most asSurcdly be said about
love. had never spoken about it 20 any
one. no, even my mother, and as 70 Hell
eu. had scarcely spoken to her on any
Sbiect. 1t IS true that She would give
instructions in regard to the flower gar
den which General Linton had selected
me 10 manage, having. as he said, more
opinion ol my taste i'm scuh matters than
any of Tue wsrkmen; but she never con-
descended further. worShipped Ike
star aiar off and knew the distance be-
tween us to be as wide and as ilnpasSi-
ble
One DAY she came into the garden when
| was at work there, and impellel by
some unknown power, As il were, gath
cred and presented to her a choice boquet
OF tlowers-aud whether il WAS from my
guilty looks that see discovered all, and
determined to check me in The beginning,
or whether she had already probei to the
depths of my heart andthought | was pre-
sumptuous, knew not; but certain it is,
she never spoke 10 me after that She
had been in the habi, Of giving me anod
of recognition whenever she met me be.
fore this. but ever after this she passed
me without even glance disdain within
her naughty eye, and contempt upon her
scomlul lip. You may we'll know that
my life was wretched as it vel! could be.
used to sit down by the fire in the little
cabin after my hard days work was done,
and curse my wretched fate, and call God
unjust in what | considered the human
race hut little knew then what the Sc
quel would be-
Crowds of company, gay ladies and
gentlemen, came every summer from the
city to spend the season at Linton Hall,
and it 50 happened that when summer
came, among the rest was a young man
named Arthur -, John lie wss report