Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1870-05-17

turned little aside, so that Ralph dared
study her with his admiring eyes.
mo ordinary GIRL" His artist sense
would have told him that at glance,
even though its heart had not come in to
aid his judgment, with his quick response
to her generous action. Ralph Field had
too tender memories of. his dead mother
and sisters not to feel a kind of proprie-
torship in all that is noble and trucst in
woman. .. ....., ........ Z
And so he fell into half dream, wax
ing only as the lady signalled to the con-
ductor and stepped lightly down. Then
he saw, with a start, that he was quito
beyond Flint & Chatterton's, and must
walk up the street again, two squares at
least. ..-.. ........
Hurrying out, he caught sight of a lace
handkerchief, lying on the floor, just where
the lady had STOOD. .-....r ..............
He picked it up hastily. bat its fair
owner had disappeared in the crowded
street. A faint perfume hoated up as he
shook the dust from it,, and there, on
one corner, was name, -" Eta, Stu.
art"
'Etta Stuart, Eta Stuart" )" said Ralph
to himself, as he walked up the street,
drawing his brows together in a puzzled
frown; Il have surely heard that name
before" ....
Just then, Frank Evans bore down
upon him, with hearty morning greet
ing. ,.............# ......
"Hallo, Ralph, my boy! What are yor
rendering, that you look like a Judge, al
but the wig? You must get off that face
and come to the house this evening. Sis
ter Lou Is just home from Springfield, ant
cousin Eta Stuart, the peerless, has com'
home with her for the winter t
"Ah !" .....E
Frank was hardly prepared Tor the sud
den illumination Of Ralph's face. IL
stared minute, and then went on;
"You know | have told YOU about Eft
before, and also promised you an intro
duction." ..u.. ..
"Yes, remember. Thank you, Frank
III come"
What an mterminably long day twas
Ralph caught himself once sketching
pair Of dark eyes on the margin of en-
iness. What ails me ?" he said to him
self, energetically, as he thrust the offend
ing sheet into the waste-basket, and dash
ed of fresh order. '.'' "'
But if the day was long, the evenin
hours were winged. He found in Frank
''Etta the peerless" none other than hi
fair companion Of the morning.
She did not recognize him-how shdul
She, from among score Of fellow-passer
gers ?-but he would have known be
among a thousand. The dainty mouchoi
was in his breast-pocket, but before tn
evening was half over he had decided u
on his first theft--he would not give
back. Perhaps its owner had alread
exacted more than its equivalent frol
the finder but that we can only guess.
That was Ralph Fields neyer-to-be-foI
gotten winter. a ft dj.a ..p sih
1t was the old, old story; so we nee
not linger over it. No matter what viz
ions of love aud honor came to him,
his bachelorden, others have dreamed b.
fore him, mall hgcs i; no matter how ia
and stately were the Spanish castles h
built, in the dusk and dimness of til
counting room Love has had its own a
chitecture; since the world began. tndr9s
b Did Eta love mm :? lie had never asl
ed her in words but the heart has MOI
than Quo avenue of ezpressitn, and thei
is an eloquence of look and touch that
sometimes even more than audible lal
guageg yi b9sue2 d ~ lragt s9nni7m
He waited the promised advancement
that should place him where he need NJ
be ashamed to ask Eta Stuart's father fl
the keeping of his dearest treasure anc
meanwhile, was it not enough that 81
read The books and sang the songs he loveC
!, that her cheeks took d tenderer color an
her eyes a softer smile at his coming?
] Winter had worn into spring again.
Charlie Marksplaced his handin Ralph
arm, as they left the supper-room togeth'
one evening. Somebody was announce
to speak in Music Hall--wouldn't RalI
90 down. \ was still early when the
: took, their seats, and therewere few pc
I Pile, ip. ~ Slowly up the,a ais
came q lady ana gentlomaa. vi Rail
| looked up to see his Eta but who W
, this, with his bronzed, handsome face al
foreign air2 M .,ils,s. .1 = sbI.oa
] Captain Tileston, as ! i've = 80
l Marks, . | didn't know he had arrived