Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1870-03-16
WAS SHE RIGHT 2

WAS Snh hlUn
"No. 1t is quite impossible. | do not
lore you, said Sarah Gray, nervously twirl-
ing the rings en- her delicate fingers, and
compressing her pretty little mouth, with
a determined air.
'You-do-not," Henry Dana effort
to appear unmoved was failure, and his
voice trenibled as the words dropped slowly
from his lips. Il had hoped-for some
thing-else."
There was perfect silence in the brilliant
ly lighted parlor, broken only by the crack
le and stir Of the brighter fire. which blaz-
e1merrily in the CRATE, and threw its soft
-ruddy light full on Sarah's sweet young
face, and down cast eyes. Never had she
seemed lovelier to Henry as he gazed for a
few moments earnestly upon her. But
his fright dreams were suddenly ended !;
his airy castles fallen all was over.
We will be ol'cGys friends, said Sarah
kindly, as he rose to go.
He could only faller out THANK you,
and the door closed.
No do not love him, thought Sarah,
as she sat musing by the fire. Il ike him
verymuch. He has been a delightful
friend, and he will be still but that is e,
nough lie will not care very much about
it."
"Oh, Sarah, cried Hattie Dana, a day
or two after with look of dismay, ''What
do you think? Henry is going to Iowa p
Going to Iowa? What for p ex
Claimed Sarah.
To Ire. He is goirg to manage Mr..
Browns land matters, and practice law, as
he can, away off in that dreary uucivilized
region 1t is such shame? [ cant think
what has put it into his head. He refused
the place once, you know"
But when does he go p inquired
Sarah
To morrow evening"
Sarah wa, confouuded. This was an I'M
looked for IN vemcnt. How she should miss
Henry charniing calls How dull society
would seem without him, She could hard
i explain to herself the unhappiness which
Hattie words had brought Could it be
that she DID love him? But he would
surely come to say Good bye Perhaps
she had been too quick IN deciding. They
might have an explanation. OF course he
would express his regret, and it would all
come in 50 nat urally and easily.
Why did Sarah dress herself that night,
with that unusual care? Why did she
wear the little scarf he had so often admir-
Ell Why did she put on her pretty blue
silk, his favorite color? Why was every
thing about her so exquisitely fresh, aud
delicate. and daintily chosen She did
not own TO herself why it was, as she sat
alone andcr the gaslight, with her gay en-
hroIdery. listening Cor the familiar iootstep
and the quick, light touch on the bell =
Bl, nine o clock came, and no Henry. Ten
clock came, and no Henry.
q" He is making it very late," though:
Sarah growing little nervous. But of
course he will come " -
Eicveu o'clock struck its silvery chime
on the mantle piece.
lie vas not coming at all He was 60
ing without one word
The pretty lips curled, and the bright
eyes flashed as she went up to her room,
hu' when the door was closed they sudden
ly grew dim and the tears came like rain.
An. She Knew it all now. She did not
love Henry. Nobody could be to her what
be was but she had lost him. za
Then came days and weeks of pain and
perp!cxity. She heard of him as not well,
as depressed, Dyspepsia is always SO de
pressing said Hattie explanatorily. 1t
vas not too late yet A few lines from her,
she Suew would bring back health and
bfishtGess to him and sunshine to her but
saouid she write them? Was it womanly?
V'ui1 she doit! No indeed ~
Meanwhile Henry went West with little
H'aFt Tor his work or care for what might
heia'! him. He had one comfort, thank
"od. He was Christian. Here motive
s.'a strength and encouragement, and here
A'"He. Aud few dreamed as they watched
,ns patient, grave young lawyer as he threw
himself into his work, and toiled carly and
laie In his dreary little office, what ter
mole conflict he was und ergoing in the en-
neavor to accept with resignation the lot
Iod had given him. There were bright
looks and sweet tones which haunted him at
hrst with cruel sviyidness but there was
one refuge always open One unfailing
love which should understand, aud pity,
and sustain.