Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1869-07-15
TIE SILVER TOKEN
"There, Tina"


Mr.. Bruce Midway tfiiimphantlJ
held up two semi-circles of silver il
the air, so that they might be surf
; to make q sufficient impression or
Erhestine Cady's blue eyes, and
smiled with the exultant satisfaction
of one who feels that be has accom-
plished his mission.
He was bright, earnest-looking
young fellow, with gray brown eyes,
and a square, firm mouth-not
handsome, but very manly; aud as
he sat there on the green woodland
bank, with the hair thrown back
from his broad forehead, and the
sunshine mirrored in his eyes, yoh
felt instinctiVely that he was one
who would make his way in the
world, no matter what obstacles
might intervene.
Ernestiue Cady stood leaning
against the gnarled, nossy trunk of
an immense chestnut tree, with her
little feet half buried in plumes of
nodding fefns-a rural picture in
blue muslin and auttering azure rib
bons. She was very pretty, with the
delicate freshness Of a fower-a
flower that winds and frests have
never touched,
didn't l tell you should do it,
Tinaw
Ernestihs took MP the little file
that lay on the bank.
"Nothing is impossible" contin-
ued Bruce, sententiously, as he
passed a bit of blue ribbon through
a hole in the broken piece Of silver.
"Will you let me tie 1t around your
neck, Tina ?"
"What forY"
But she stopped her pretty head
as she spoke, and let him tie the
knot beneath a cataract of pale gold
curls.
"And I shall wear the other next
to my heart. They are amulets,
Tina--charms, if you choose to
frame it; that silver piece carries
my allegiance with it. Tina, if ever
any cloud comes between us@-ifev-
er we are separated
"Bruce !"
"such things have happened,
dearest; but nevertheless, in any
event, this broken coin shall be a
token and q summons to me, wher-
ever l may whatever fate may
have in store. Don't look so grave,
my little blde.bird. Is 1t sd very
wrong to mingle d bit of romance
in our everyday life2 Where are
your flowers 1t is time we were |
returning"
Through the green shifting shad.
ows of the woods, with blood-red |
streams of sunset light rippling
along ut their feet, and delicious
odors Of moss and fern and hidden
flowers rising up around, the two
lovers walked homeward. Bruce
Medway never forgot the bright
ness OF that drowsy August after
noon.
"She will come, I am sure she
will"
The dew lay like a rain of dia-
monds on the grass and shrubs, as
Bruce walked up and down the little
pathway by the hidden spring,
watching the round red shield of the
rising sun hanging above the hori-
zon. And then he looked at his
watch.
"The train will be due in nine
minutes. Sure, Tina will not let me
Ieave her without one reconciling
word! If we could but live the last |
week over again. Hush that must {
be her footsteps on the moss"
He stepped forward, with a glad, I
1ushed face, and then the chill
of despair blanched every !
feature, as the bright eyed little |
SQUIRREL, whose tiny tread over the
caves and acorn cups had deceived S
lim, glide1 swiftly across the belt '
# sunshine into emerald shadow. I
Bruce Medway stood All instant with t
lis brow contracted and his arms q
olded on his bfeast Was he bid G
ling farewell to the bright summer q
LAT was past9
The shrek Of the coming train c
ohnded Though the blue purity of
he air, ind the last little faint spar a
lie of hope in the lovers breast died 9
lit, !
Tina had not come-she had for s
.utten him Well, so let it be. b
And what was Tiny Cady doing
A the fresh morning brightness? {?
She was very rosy and pretty in 4
er trim calico dress with pink s
ibbons at her throat, and pink J
erbena hanging low in her gold c
n coils of hair-vefy picturesque
s she reached UP her hand to il
reak off a spray of spicy honey
uckle. b
II wonder if Mr.. Bruce Medway tc
as come to his senses YETI tho't IL
he with a toss of the head. 81 W
han't measure my actions by the W
nle and plummet of his lordly
ill, I can assure him. If want N
} firt with Pierce Harbury shall ct
o it" 81
$50 you're Up, eh,, Tina ? And g
S fresh as a rose, l declare!'' k
Tinaput up her lips to kiss the q
huff face of her father in an abstract e.
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