The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1870-09-13

No, | should b ashamed oi tho coa
trast she replied
Then there sbaI ho none, i you
please. said Kenneth, his heo full o.
fun Please to give me the broomi my
own hands viii Be worse 10 minute
Now DO you really mean p stay here
Captain Goring9
lido, il possible, as volunteer, be
said
And DO you wish TO help me she
continued, seeing that he spoke in
thorough earnostncss. Indeed | DO,
he replied
Wei. then, let US work 10 concert,
said Mafions Please to move few
things while sweep the kitchen.
First Of all he moved the little boots,
rather tenderly, on the window sill,
while Marion watched him amused.
They make such noise, those high
heels, she said in explanation; and in
yalid's ears are so delicate; that re,
minds me, she added, / wonder who
she thinks have got down hore holp.
ing me That's famous, Captain Cor
ing, she said. You are a good aid. de-
camp. | am never able to do that
You have often done this, then said
Kenneth. turning little from his oc-
cupation to look at her in a new, grave
way.
You have, should say, she answer.
ed, flushing a little; you do it most
scientifically.
Now the broom, said Kenneth, with
businesslike air.
No, that is my part, she said
Miss Ardale, you are most unfair,
keeping my weapon in custody under
folded hands, said Kenneth. Let me
show you a new trick in the art Of
sweeping.
Throwing her head back in light
involuntary laugh, she let him take il
from her; and as she did so, he closed
his hand for moment on hers.
1t might be too black to venture
presently, he said, smiling most eoolly.
1t reused her though from her silent
enjoyment Of his novel occupation. -
Sbe busted herself too, and soon the
little kitchen was picture Of neatness
and cleanliness.
Now, Captain Goring, she said, put
that queer old easy chair here at the
open window and wait moment.
The slippers ran up stairs without o
sound, re.appearing very slowly, as
marIou supported u tUtleiin, "a
man, whom she placed snugly on the
easy chair, where the pure summer
breeze could kiss the worn and wither
ed cheek.
At look from Marion, Kenneth be-
gan to talk to her easily, naturally ant
gently, as the poor like to be talked to
sitting on the window-sll, and no
seeming to know very well what to d.
with his long legs, Then Mariol
brought out tea-cup and saucer, breaC
and butter, &C., and arranged them OF
little table before her; and as sh
moved to the fire Kenneth darted for
ward The two faces were almost In
dicrously grave aud inmoyable as the
bent over the little black teapot, rath
er close together, as Marion held it an,
Kenneth poured the water into it,
| What a serious necessity there was 70
neither of the four eyes to stray
Now, Mary, you are comfortable an
have everything to your hand, sal
Marion. Oh, stop she added, sudder
ly, where is my memory to-day hay
never cut the bread and butter.
While Kenneth watched the prctt
hands which had been washed,
course, after the sweeping process
) wondered whether they could be ii
useless, scornful hands that fdgeted !
' often at night in the drawing room
! home. She cut half a dozen delica
: slices, putting the plate within reac
j Of the feeble fingers; then she turne
slipped on her boots and the old ha
2 consigned the slippers to a cupboar
and asked Kenneth if he was ready
4 He was 80 astonished at the unusu
occuuence-at at the prospect Of Il
! walk with her, that he almost sprat
over the little table.
III have forgotten my hands, Miss 4
d dale, said he; win 90 and wash the
). outside.
When be came in wiping them chet
fully on his snowy handkerchief
caught tbs low thanks and blessing
Of the poor woman as Marion found
! place in worn old Bible and plac'
il open On the table.
They turned out together IN Il
!. pleasant sunshine the sunshine whic
for the first time to-day, shouc plea
/, antly for Kenneth Goriug Uc did u
look in Marion's face a. they walk
\ side by side; be hesitated even tobrc.
the silence for fear she should hai
dipped back Into the Miss Ardalc