The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-04-27

|sMshes:s, q s:, When ke stepped forward Si;d1 10 \
speak to us, t saw @tbat 'he was s very
slightly tandc: Kind old Nj: Danbary
introduced Is IS II ii sort of imlpromnpta mlp,irFsan
scr non: Under tie head ID ., Of ! "frstly,',
he informed our organist that We we're
the most amiable Of choirs, to whom
hitherto all those discussions peculiar to
such institutions had been entirely un
known: Secondly, he let US know that
Mr. Andrew Hudson did US favor BY
9 coming among Us, and that he was q
wondrous orgarist. Thirdly, he hoped
our amlty would continue, aud increase
If possible, and thea sat down, with his
face bcaming With smiles, to listen to
our5fIst >alfsternoou's perf''rmauce..
At the first, touch, We knew that Mr..
Hudson Was master Of the instrument; ;
but whether We should like him person.
all !, vas another question, I: thought
him hli very handsome; ABBY Adair did
not-and he was certainly grave and
silent to a fault, -'''' = ..]' =" :,
q. We were so accustomed to good Mr..
Hess, and bis fatherly interest ia each
aad all Of US, that even a genial atraug:
er would have seemed very different
ting gentleman particularly 20, from: bis
|, eeuliar manner. ''' - ~ ''"' - z
- Bit walked home til tia: +; evening u il Y,th Ii
fenr pastor, and GO the way he told nj; ne
qai ito. d romsntic story Of 'ii .oar De new or
gapist::s How at twenty lie had saved !,
4: 4 child from being. crushed BY = 1tbe
heavy wheels Of = ! wagon driven ~ By i
drpnkeo man, and 10 the act, been l. 50 50
injured that il was ior tine though
be! would never walk again ID On Il orutehe,
How, at this, the girl he, loved, ! i gidly
butterfly, With neither heart nor, soul,
had tilted him, and married some one
else; and how, even while suffering
great agony at Intervals the young man
began to study music as profess. .on,
by. which, ii bis crippled state,h could
Support his mother and himself: '-;:s $.
f. "He'had genius, and succeeded won: ,
'deria'lly," se'l continued the clergyman:
"and God had given him strength
again, almost miraculousiy siy-aod' as tor
the girl, I believe, but Tor these FIVE
long years Which kept him a. prisoner
in his room and gave him SO much
time to tbink, he would have forgotten
her.. And sqn'ctimes I believe, and
his old mother also + that IF ::~he~ ever
meets another that he can love, he will
become his old light. hearted self again" I"
Il He looked at me as he spoke. he
was very DID,, and often uttered biz
thoughts aloud without intending to Dc
so.
"Pretty, very pretty" he muttered-
.".'Goldcn hair and blue eyes -colored
just as she was-and a sweet girl
Then with start and newly awakened
look. "These's the parsonage, Sopby
won't you come in and see Mrs. Dan
bury ?"
But I was busy that night, and could
not. Besides l wanted to think. Tho
new organist was a different person al.
ready in my eyes. [ felt sorry for him
and indignant With the girl, and rejoic:
ed that he ewas no; longer very. lame
as though L had known him all my life
and I hoped that he would meet some
new true 1--we. Abby ,Adair ?--no, she
could not understand him. Ruth; Matt
land or Bess Blanvelt ?-nay, each had
suitor.. -@% .~, ~,.- N g.:
And then being at home, I went to
the glass and looked at Sopby2 .Norro-
way - g.; ..:,.,., p IT,. :. f,.....z=
Did Mr.. Danbury. mean me :? I had
g'lden hair and blue eyes. Perhaps T
was pretty and I was sure that if I
had been that girl I never, never
Then ths folly Of my thoughts burst
upon me; I laughed aloud: Silly, silly
gi'l! I cared nothing for that. dark,
sad stranger and he had not even look.
I'd at me. ~ T.
Not then, but I could NOT say the
some .aiterward. There came - time
wtec, lit my eyes when I would, I saw
his behtupon Ds.a Not ian'inperti6uent
stare; quiet, earnest look, a.: though
he we're trying to resd me through.
H. :nsed ID listen shsaf.I spoke to
others, though he very seldom convers-
ed with me, aud once, fancied,
changed my seat under some preteuse,
to have me where he,coph:see ma bet
ter. At last, IS | sat, sewing at home
one day, near the window,I lifted my
eyes and saw himcomiag up theGgar-
den path. 1871 ill.,
| We; talked that day. Shy people
can oni9s really converse en- ttete "a tee.
And when he went away l knew him
and liked him. The first time i, $eyer
saw him smile was when he looked
back at the door to say q word or two.
t was : very sweet. smile, brimful Of
kindness. :*2~.se g zy 4. T.
I was just eighteen, he nearly thirty.
7 fell in love with him the sooner for
that: Yes, the secret is, out. i, A few
Of those visits, half q dozen Of those,
long, quiet chats, and I loved him
fondly. 7 believed he loved ,me.5.I
could not help thinking 50. Not that
he arsr= said anJthidg, but looks and
stoues are better signs than words some
times: was young and inexperienced ;