The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1870-06-02
were about making very minute pieces

InCte was an aWkWaIu sllcHCc. w III
walked to the window and stood look
ing at the cherry tree very iutcntIy
thinking, perhaps, of the scene enacted
there over week ago.
BY and by u pair of soft arms stole
around his neck, and q pretty little head
was laid on his shoulder; Barbara -
stubborn Barbara-wss sobding as il
her heart would break.
Little one, look up; what are you
crying about y
Exacling man! why couldn't he take
it for granted that she wanted to be Ia
ken 10 his he; IT again, without making
her confess all about it.
barbara, did you love Mr.. Stew
aN 2" the tone was calm, bu, how very
nnxiously did he await an answer.
Love Mr.. Stewart? You don't
deserve an answer, Will; but | suppose
I'll have to give yon one, you are so
commanling,' and Barbara flashed f."
lrprccaliny glance from her fearful
ewes. "Ot course not; but | thought
him gentleman, and to think the hate
lul'frllnw nearly spoiled all the happl-
ness Of my iiie."
What Il singular man must VIII vii,
lis have been, tor such Il happy iight
hrrku over his face, as Barbara n!aie
the last ,lole.ul statement.
"rhen YOU love me still, Barbara
Il answer no more silly questions y
And pair Of rosy lips poui9d de
hohltuliv toward youn. Willis, where
upon t,at young gentleman was tempt
ed to--welI, he yielded to the templa-
lion.
Then there was such cozy chat, each
accusing themselves Of undue harsh
ness toward the other; and the circle,
Of gold WAS put back ulon the pretty
finger; Barhala looked at it lovingly
as if she had missed it, and was glad
to have 1t back again. Really, what
creatures we are!
Mr.. Stewards voice, asking if Miss
Barbara was in, brought down the lov-
rrs TO this earth again Barbara pushed
VIII into the dining groom, leaving the
door ajar, saying;
Let me manage him
"Ah, Miss Barbara tears in those
,ovcly eyes? Would that l had the
right 10 keep tears from your life"
Will had to hug himself behind til"
door, and imagine it was Barbara, t"
keep from strid.ng into the room and
Living the rascal his drse.ts. Barbara
The wicked girl. cast down her eyes,
mode,tIy waiting for some more non,
sense. Stewart iclt encouraged.
"Blrhara, do YOU know how much |
love Your striving to take her hand.
YES; | know exactly" said barha
ra, dcmureIy. "Drsperately, | believe
Quoting the words of the latter.
Can | believe you do return my al
lection Z" asked Stewart.
"Oh, certainly! ] am head over
heels in love with you"
Stewart sta, ted visibly, and began to
.e, nervous. Barbara continued:
$50 YOU won't have to make much
OF an effort to get me to say Yes;
although perhaps 'Moliis wouldn't like
it, and I'm not certain whether |
should like you to 80 to Europe imme-
liatcy after the wedding, especially as
our pockets woAld be full with the
twenty five thousand dollars
"What q little woman" calculated
W;n, from behind the door, little
proudly.
Stewart was aghast. am sorry to
SAY he ws 50 rude as to pick up his
ut and leave, without saying "gooc
oy."
Barbara allirms that she heard him
mut,er something about that "deuced
letter" as he rushed out the door.
TAere was hearty laugh at the ex
pensc of Mr.. Stew. r then \ r. Bel
put her motherly face in the room To
say that supper Was ready. There
aerc soda biscuits on the table, which
reminded tie old lady OF an occurrence
no, long ago, 30 she accordingly askeo
viii the cause Of his Sudden depnr,ur,
that day; upon which Barbara had tC
blush great deal, and Will answered
by asking if the,e could he wedding
that fall. Mrs. Bell "had no objections
if Barbara was wiling
Barbara punished viii severely { ?,
after supper, assure you, for daring
t. ak such an embarrassing question
there and then; but somehow, viii
didn't seem to mind ii. Very good. na
tured, perhaps.
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