Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1870-10-27
'eNonsensel Why, George, what can be

/ the matterf What did papa SayI
j AeSayL 0hST suppose he said what all
them without his srert-roll and cheque-
1 book in his hand 1 thought Irsho1ld
have gone out so cheerfully to work for
you, Lucy, and he's, sent me off with ,a:s0re
heart, that's all. ..5,ef 49, s.aas,
NOW, George, DEAR I will not have
you be cross come, now, tell me what is
the matter I am quite sure papa would
not say word or do anything unkind.''
"Well, perhaps not, said George; @but
\ it's not exactly pleasant to have ones feel
| ings coo1ly put aside,, and be told that one
is next door to a brute for thinking of get
ting married at ALL" a. -.i..
.'fDid papa say that2" exclaimed Lucy,
opening her eyes very wide. t',Oh, George,
think you must be mistaken" ,;,'.-
After much coaxing the history of Mr..
Landen's resolve was told; but Lucy did
not seem near so disconnected by it as her
| lover had been, for at its conclusion she
laughed little soft laugh, and said, look
| ing down "Why, George, dear, you did
not think that we've could be married
before you went out" ~ yr'
:.AndI don't see that there would have
| been anything so very dreadful in that, "
said George. I'm twenty-three,-ol
enough" ....,s,,i
ITO know better. you goosei Why,
George, dear, we are in just the same posi-
ton we were before, I'm sure shonldn,t
like totfaoe your unele at first and besides,
1 don't want to live ,iDo India Why, this
morning you-were talking about what you
could do In three ysars; and Lido not see
that what papa has said need trnake anS
differenceb Era = FiA &AHsiA -
"And suppose, in the meantime, you see
some one you thinkR"T = z ST 4 Y -
IS George" said Lucy, rising, and. facing
him with a very grav8 look on her .usuallY
sunny fare g IL tF71lt each other Of fIE
let us do it thoroughly. 1, am going 70
stay athome, seeing the same places, meet
ing the same people that have seen and
met with you, and which will insensibly be
connected with your memory. You are
going into entirely fresh scenes; and it
SO vividlyu before me, that you are most
likely to find temptation to forget me.i OF
course 1 should have liked to write to. you,
and should have dearly liked to have had
letters from: YOU but still don't suppose
that people were less faithful when there
were no such things as post Offices
Lucy put her hands on Georges shotila
ders, and looked up in his face with a
smile on her lips, but with more than a
suspicion of tears inh her eyes and George
thought he would have some difficulty in
finding in India picture fair enough to
efface the memory of his first love as she
stood there, the sunshine peeping down
that shaded the summer house, lighting up
their clusters of yellow blossoms, and rest
ing lovingly on the girls fair hair and
sweet, earnest face, until, as George gazed,
the last remnant of his bad temper van
ished. r.s .,.....F
q My DAZZLING, - he said, almost cheerfuIly,
Il shall think of you every day, every |
hour; but somehow, of all the times and I
places in which I have seen you, think it
will be this, our last meeting, that will be
most impressed on my memory. | don't |
suppose there are any laburnuIns in India,
but" = lfe s"'s''s.,i .'i - 's'i'J
"Ah, then, you shall take some to re-
me by; and, George continued
Lucy, "you could have chosen no better
sype of our parting and our next meeting. |
Don't you remember the old childish name |
we had for 1aburnum in the country
Golden Chain Well, these flowers"
and as she spoke she piucked a handful |
Of the blossoms,) even when they are
nothing but dry leaves, shall be chain be-
tween u.s." ~
(which your father Will not recognize
until it is a golden one" said George, laugh
ing slightly. 59-i'1sf tra -7-l
After that came a little love talk, sound
ing very sweet to those two, no doubt but !
which would have seemed ridiculous to
any one else and then came the parting,
bitter as such partingS usually are, Lucy
the large hot tears she had managed to |
keep back while in her lovers presence |
falling fast almost before she had reached |
her own room. But she had put away her |
grief with her share of the laburnum BIOS
soT4s; and was at the garden gate as usual
TO meet her father that afternoon, only in the |
evening, she stopped short, with something !
like smothered sob, in the middle of
' Logic o. Buchan; = and though her father
made no remark, from that time the choice
Of her songs she sang, was left to herself
For a whole year from the time of
Georges departure, there came no word
nor sign from the absentee; but on the an
of that day Lucy received letter,
the writing on the envelope of which. was
unlike that belonging to any of
her lady correspondents to make her Gu
rious as to its contents, and it was opened |
rather hastily, and afterwards Lucy was
glad she had been alone) she had no sooner
lone so, than she covered it up in her little |
black silk apron, and rushing up stairs into
her own room, locked the door, and seated
herself, her hands tightly clasped over her
and a happy smile resting on her
lace, as through the open. window came the
rustic of the laburnum, and the date when
It had been gathered, but Lucy understood
The meaning it was intended to convey |
md though she told herself over and over
again IIE1I no CnduS6 VI sclICuulStdHCeS, HO
apse of time; could make her waver in her
faith, still this proof that George was un-
changed insensibly strengthened the tie
between them.
"Dear George" murmured the. girl, as
she caught the reflection of her glowing
face in the glass on the table, " how wish
could do something to help him, instead
of sitting idly at home, and waiting;" and
Lucy felt half indignant at Fortune, who
asked nothing of her but passive endurance,
instead of giving her some means of dis
playing her hero-worship; yet the next
she caught herself wondering how
she could tell her parents of the packet
she had received, and questioning herself
IS to whether they would consider it in
The light of letter, and whether as such it
would meet with but scant approval. ..i
However, the task of introducing George
and his various merits into the converse
tion proved an easier one, than Lucy had
anticipated ; for when she re-entered the
breakfast room she saw her parents stand
Ing in the garden, inspecting a bed of
spring flowers, Mrs. Lansden's especial ia
verites.ios -
From her seat in the window Lucy could
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