The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1871-11-10
How They Fell in Love.

my IL AVHOt
They had ''grOwn upr together, in
the full sense of the term, and that was
the matter. They had eaten each others
nnud PIES, taken the Group in each 9TH
ers snow forts, cried out the sums on
each others states, tipped over each
others ink bottles, sOpped up the ink
with their mutual handkerchiefs, "tOldu
of each other in about equal proportions,
and "made uDp in a common eXuber-
ance of sobs and sassafras. They had
played as lovers behind the wood-pile,
been married by the prize speaker been
divorced by the "first case" been re-
united by the ministers daughter, and
gone to housekeeping in the peat
Svamp. at regular intervals, as far back
as their memory extended. She had
blue eyes and never understood vulgar
fractions. He used to miss, so that she
might get to the head of the class.
One dav she braided her hair in two
little braids behind, and tied it with a
mink lutte ribbon at three cents yard.
When thew walked home together he
touched it gently, to signify his appro-
baton, and she blushed ike May
flower. 1t could not have been long
after that before she grew shy at singing
school, and was apt to be gong nome
with her brother In another year.
cried herself to sleep, forgot to crimp hef
hair. and said nothing was the matter.
So. of course, when he came home on
his first vacation, it all happened as II
could not very we'll help happening, ana
| supDose it must go on happening 10 the
end of all Young things dreaming, or
old ones' warning. She sat in the ehoir
i'm a blue dress with white spots, with
pink bonnet and pink cheeks, ana sang
in very sweet little country voice, IhaS
ouivered and curled about the pillars Oh
the sunny white meeting-house IKE an
incense i'm an open field on a May DAY,
Won might have thought, and you
might have not. He, grown rather tall
rather quiet, with long hair, ana the
unmistakable St. DaVid's shawl, sat
below in his fathers box pew-and rs
tened.
One Sunday it chances that the Rev.
Mr.. Love, the recently settled anu very
popular shepherd of the meeting
| house" felt moved in the spirit 10 preach
/ to his flock n sermon upon Christian
omitv. and to suggest as its most fitting
musical accompaniment hymn S01 OF
the s'Sweet Singer of Israeli Just intro
ducedl. All, YOU excellent mothers OF
washing days on your minds, and ye
fathers struggling to keep your faith
under the discovery OF Toms nrst cigar,
do YOU never suspect in your stupid good
hearts. the tears of solid comfort rolling
into your spectacles as you sing, and
your souls aglOw with all the hidden
meanings of fellowship in the one Mas
ter whom they who love not never know
do you never suspect the hIrtauoh5
conducted over that admirable hymn?
II NAV be very much too bad, but it IS
very much the case. 1t is quite as oad
in me to suggest the sacrilege to your
young people. Bless your indignant
souls, they stand in need of no sugges-
ton. Ask them. do not deny that II
is atrOciOus in me to spoil the hymn lor
you; but that is another matter. she
then, in her blue and white dress, with
a sunbeam struggling through little
ground glass gallery window upon her
pink bonnet, sang:
sBlest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like TO that above"
1t struck him that her voice was less
like incense now, and more like melted
silver, which was a very good fancy, by
the way, and he would make a note of ii
against some indefinite eXigencles as
class orator.
"Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
our comforts and our cares"
faltered the little silver voice; and so
tinkled into this:
when we aSunder part.
/ II gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be Joined in heart,''
and he, turning round with the audience,
back to the Rev. Mr.. Love, as was the
fashion in the Bloomsbury First Church,
lifted his face to hers, and their foolish
young eyes met-met and dropped, and
the work was done.-ETizd6eH Stuart
Phelps.