The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1869-06-10
ais it straight on, Miss Brandon ?"
" Yes "-lstiff and shOrtl.

which would have satisfied any listener OF
his innocence of theological tendencies
Miss Lucy emitted ahigh ID, head regis
ter, staccato.
al think | am BRUTE" quietly re
marked Mr.. Henry Langford.
Miss Brandon now assumed an air of
resignation, as if expecting an apologetic
explanation of the recent rudeness. She
was disappointed, and when the sleigh
began to turn about, became perplexed
"The woman is going to Linville,
wherever that is" continued Harry. "Ot
course she is. She mustn't walk four
miles through the snow this weather. And
loaded down with a big baby, too"
Miss Brandon gave out symptoms OF
uneasiness. You are not going all the
way to Linville," said she.
"Certainly am, Miss Brandon and
he drew up beside the pedestrian of dolor-
Gus aspect
81 do not see that there is rOom," said
Miss Brandon, ungraciousy and the poor
woman shrunk back at the words
Harry's eyes flashed in a very uncivil
manner | am afraid, as he said rather
roughly, 1--WE will make room," spring
ing out at the moment, and hurridly lift.
ing The lachrymose traveller and her child
into his place Then, without a word, he
quartered himself upon section of the
sleigh's floor, and drove ahead.
In little while Miss Brandon said, soft
ly-" think there is room up here, Nh.
Langford."
Il am very we'll down here" he an
swered and then, in n low voice, leaning
over toward her-'I could not have
thought, Miss Brandon, that you would
4
felt toward me to this unoflending and un-
fortunate person"
Lucy began to cry, but this new phe-
nOmenou escaped his notice. The woman
of woeful cOun enance who heard nOthiL @,
but saw everything, sat on thOrns.
Now here was d most unhappy mlsun
derstanding, for Lucy really deserved bet
ter of this good natured, but too hasty
young knight-errant. The TACT was, that
just at the moment when the destran
episode began to interfere, she had dis
covered that she was not irrecOncilably
offended, "a fter all, aud was longing for an
opportunity to give IA fraction of Il hint to
that Effect Having, after much wavering,
heroically resolved to do this unfeminine
thing, she was naturally disturbed by the
interruption. So the cause of her pique
was not at ali unflattering TO her cavalier.
Presently she bent forward, and said
timidly, but with inexpressible sweet
ness -
Won't you forgive me, Mr.. Lang
ford ?'
Harry looked quickly up, and saw one
tear glistening on the end of her nose, and
another threatening To freeze upon her
cheek. He pushed back something that
came uninvited into his throat, and sang
out Justify =" Come now, it as cold here,
and | must have share of the buffA
loes "-and he clambered in, without
much disturbing the solemn visaged pas
senger.
Lucy got up small laugh.
Before they reached Linville it was six
O'Clock, and growing dark A few snow
flakes, scarcely noticed, rested upon the
horses back. Five minutes more, and
they mad deposited their passenger at her
destination. She flung out a prOtusion of
thanks, favored by tear. The reconcilcd
twain started hOmeward, each a little
doubtful as to the exact condition of the
others temper. Preliminariiy, they con
versed upon very remote topics agreed
that as Linville was eight miles from
Winston, they had now about eight miles
to overcome; and that as it was already
late, it would probably be later before
thev reached home The increasing snow
furnished a new subject, and this very soon
acquired a positive interest, rs it steadily
gained strength. In little while gusts of
wind came surging along, keen and icy,
and impudently whirling the light snow
in the faces of the hOmeward- bound
With any other companion, Mr.. Harry
Langford would have said disagreeable
tn nes Miss Brandon Acknowledged to
herself that if she were now under the
guidance of any of her professed devo-
tees there might be words as bitter as the
wind.
When they were four miles from Win
stOn they came to a sudden turn in the
road. The new snow had drifted here ;
and the way was difficult to pass AT a
touch of the whip, the horse plunged for
ward and trace snapped!
This was serious. Langford sprang out,
and discovered that the difficulty might be
temporarily arranged by splicing. For
this he needed twine. Together they
searced the sleigh but found no consola-
ton there. Ten cherries minutes passed
Harry tried a dozen expedients all uusuc
cessful. What should be done? There
was no house near. 1t was becoming
very dark.
At last he proposed, not without hesita
ton, to draw the sleigh to the side of the
road, to wrap his fair charge in impene
trable folds, and start off on loot in search
Of twine
At this point all trouble vanished in an
instanr. In faint voice, Miss Lucy un
expectedly chirped forth from her pile of
Buffalo robes s." Will this do?" and in
stantly hid herself from human view.
She had let something fall upon the
snow that lay like n half coiled blue snake
In answer to her frightened question, she
was informed that it did. Harry, laughing
himself To pieces internally, but superb
cally solemn and calm, repaired damages,
resumed his place, and drove cautiously
onward After while. he said l." Think
nov, Miss Lucy, of a woman walking to
Linville in this tempest"
Lucy looked appealingly into his face,
and gave signals of great distress
You are cold F" he said and as she was
WAS ilent, he took it for granted that she
wasl
As they passed through the long ave
nue. to Mr. Brandon's house, an electrical
xoeriment took place. without the same
explosive result as before.
The mex evening there was a sewing
circle in Winston. A sewing-circle is n
popular needle -and-thread assemblage, at
which fl.nnels and regulations are pitiless-
| ly pdnctured At which under garments
for infants and scandal-cloaks for ADULTS
are manufactured, and all made To fit
| The duties of the occasion having been
worried through early in the evening, the
masculine elementlwas suffered to minge
socially, and the sport began. Mr.. Henry
i 4 r.,1 aIp TOD Of