The Lincoln County herald., 1870-10-13
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: mark.
At last there came day, after sleer
less night, when she felt as il she mu,
give up altogether. If she only had
mother, she thought, in whom she coul
confide. "But no not even to
mother" she cried, "could l tell M
folly" She was in her chamber, wher
she had retired, after . walk, on q pie
Of headache. Suddenly there came
knock at the door.
| A letter, Miss Loui. said the servan
girl. "And pray, Miss, shau't 1 max,
you some tea9 Msybe you would fee
better"
As she languidly took the letter, do
olining the tea, she recognized q man ;,
handwriting on the envelope. and re
membering what Mr.. Norton had said
and that he had inquired her address OIL
her father, she grew pale with anger
Then, IS she turned the letter over and
over, 90 people will sometimes do when
they dread the contents, she began to
trsmble, aud had to sit down.
But what magical change is this
Tho listlessness. the look of humiliation,
the pale, sad face are gone. The crimson
blushes have mounted eyen the fore.
head; but they are no longer the blushes
Of maidenly shame joy and happiness
spsrklcd in her eyes and irradiaten her
whole countenance. Eagerly she bends
forward devouring the letter. for she has
turned to the signature, and read there
Horace Beverly" and not the hated
name she dreaded. What is it that the
letter says? We will not violate conf.
ednce by transcribing it literally bu.
may be forgiven, perhaps, if We repeat
its substance.
Louis FIRST love.letter began by say.
ing, that, in writing, without first having
solicited permission, MIR. Beverly threw
himself on Louis generosity. He had
wished to ask for leave on that last day
at the Profile House, he said and he
would have douo it before, but his trip
had been so happy that he feared to
shorten that happiness by risking the de.
priving himself Of her society. On that
last evening, ho had resolved to speak,
but she had disappeared earlier than
usual, and, the next morning, he had to
leave before she came down. From this
avoidance of him, be feared, he said, tha,
she noticed his presumption, and had
wished, in the kindness OF her heart, to
spare hm pain. But the wound was too |
deep. He loved with go entire . love,
he felt that 90 much Of his happiness
depended on her, that he forgot pride.
ind wrote even without permission, and
q the face Of her coldness. Had he
lot promised to meet some -daa Z rJ-iaqf ,or
Europe. be would have turned back, even
lfter be had left the Profile House.
But he had already delayed going till the
'ery last day, and had been asked by
Miss Conway to escort her homo. He
,ould bear suspense no longer. Some.
lines, when he thought Of the gracious
way in which Loui had often listened to
lin, be took hope; but at other times
,e realized how presumptuous he was.
Much more there was in the same strain.
It was a manly, yet eloquent letter.
God bless you," he concluded, "what.
,ver your decision. l shall never love
'ou less, however adverse that decision
nay be-"
For nearly an honr Loui sat there in
happy thought. Every lit
le while she would read over the letter
md then, with her hands in her lap, gaze
lreamily out of the window. It was not
ill the evening drew on, and the room
larkened, that she. rose and went down
tairs.
"You must have plenty Of correspond.
,nts, Loui," said her father, "for Mary
ellis me that letter was brought here,
his afternoon, BY the postman and
,ave just got one for you by the evening
nail. But, bless me how we'll you
ook."
The second letter proved to be from
Mr.. Norton, in which he rendered Loul
,is hand and future. It was answered,
It her request, by Mr.. Thorndyke, and
in the negative. To the other
he replied herself. What the reply was
We may guess from the fact that the mis-
live had scarcely time to reach its desti-
nation before it brought an answer in the
person Of Horace Beverly.
Loui 10 to BE- married st eighteen.
" hen not together, the lovers correspond.
But she has never received, and probably
never will receive, any epistle that will
DO as dear to her as that First Love Let
.ef.
A merchant came into printing Office
! short time since, and seeing . pile of
papers lying on the tablo-is boing pub
ication dsy-uuceremoniously helped
himself TO . copy, and said:
II s'pose you don't take any pay for
lust one paper2"
"Not always" was the reply. !
Shortly afterward the printer entered
The merchants store and called for
pound Of rais,ns, which was quickly |
out TO him. The printer took |