The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-06-29

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abadz no 5opeiel9e Oh earth to care Tor =
) So shen ! hho said u Yes and Let me
M kiss her, it wcs only shame that kept
lne fsom crying outright for Joy. She
'';s. promised to marry me in the au-
'umn, and after. that she would work no
more NOR in>ihe factory. I vas, saving to
b!uy q thrcc-roonIed cottage in the vii
lage, and to furnish it-humbiy, Of
course, but SO thatTit shopli be a hou.e
For hct ana Wien Sic was its mistress
| should not envy any king his palace.
Once we had been more than u suolly
busy, tor it was near the end Of june,
and sc were making fireworks for the
4th ef July, and the 6rst that | had
seer ct Anfie that day I: sar; in Che
great salts5oom where we we're always
gathered 4to:rtccivc our wages. The
men on one side, tie girls on the other,
stepping up to The great desk, ono b.,
one, as cid G.iffin, the clcrs, called cur
names.. T. locked across the line Of
girls faces, and saw her smiling at me,
but iscould rot get near her. Besides,
at that moment my name was called
"Hathron"-and I sscrpcd up to the
desk: Tbcn, for the Gfst time, I no.
lced that old Gn:iin was not there. 4
nephew Of MIR. r."Wililaus, who's: name
krew to be Richard James, was pay,
ing the hands Instead. He was hand.
some young fellow, and very gentle
manly-one of the fair kind.
He had a sort OF amateur way witt
HIM, very different from the business
like manner Of cid Griffin, and when il
came to the girls lie had something t.
say to each one, instead of the ole
man's..snapping style. What he said tt
4 Annie ldon't know, but che biushe(
like avid rose from blow to chin.
=" Walking home together, she asker
ME: N ho be was. .., '5' -.
",lr. James, u answered, 'aid ycr
never see him before ?"
! "No," said Annie. "How very hand
s::mc he is--don't you think 50 ?'
I gave a grudsiug "Yes,'' I could no
btar,to haveherpraise HIM. She might
I tor-all l. knew, le contrasting him viii
. me. That was the first pain, bat ther'
: Was mere to come.
Besides her daily work: Arnie ha,
ga1 into the way CT doing soue fn
sewing and embroidery for Miss Red
ford, beautiful youD& lady in the vii
lage, and once a week she carried i
h 'me: Generally T vert with her, bu
there was :overwork for the men to d.
:; one night and could not get eff.
frettsd and famed about it, and wlel
the time came couldn't for the life o
me help slipping away to a stairbea.
w!ndo. to: catch glimpse of her,
I Sure enough, did See her good wa,
on the road, with her little basket c.
her arm but. there was someync will
her, TWAS too far 10 see faces, but
knew the coat he wore, and 1t was Mr.
Richard james. He was talking t,
her earnestly, and when I could ST.,
no longer, they were still toee,hcr-hc
I face inclined toward his.
I [ thought of this pictuac until i
seemed to burn into my heart. L
was like my snlky, breeding nature
never tc say enc word about it to An
ME. One day when | had made an ex
cuSe: to enter the wemcn's work.roon
after Mr.. .!Janes had gone there,:
plainly saw him slip a little note SLOW
ly into Annios pocket. The timc hat
como around 1or her to 90 ov.r to Mis-
Reliord's will. her work; but that even
ing, instead Of going with her, I watch
ed her-hidlng like thief behind
tee and buildings on the road. Sh,
went alone, came back alone, and 1 saw
nothing for my pains. I did at cburcl
next Sabbath, though. When thu
hymn WAS given out, Mr.. James, sit
ting in the h 'ndsone family pew, see
iug Annie in doubt as to the number
for the old clergyman did not alway'
speak distir ctly-reAchsd over and tool
her book to find the place. When h'
gave it back l saw that there was some
thing between the leaves, and come
what might would have suatched it
I.but at that moment Miss Redrord, who
sat in the side aisle, whispered to Annie
to show the number, and [ lost the
.Echance, for in passing the, books it was
hidden. Iknew 1t was a note by the
white glimmering of. the edge:
Miss Reaford looked at Annie as il
she Knew something Of the matter too,
as she stepped after her. father aud
mother into the carriage. There was a
fsud between the old folks and the pro.
prictors Of, the factory, and the old Red.
lords scowled and looked naughty until
they were fairly shut in and driven
away. Not. Mr.. James was too
geutlemanly; nor Miss Rcdford-sho
was too sweet.
The factory hands who were at the
f'olurch, a dozen in all, I suppose, hur-
ried home pell-melI by short cuts, and
|softhem all, ouly Annie and I were left.
She: was waiting for me to join her-a
thing I did not mean to do.
: I leaned againt the iron railing Of the
church-yard, wishing I vas sound
7aslecp'uodcr one Of the green mounds,
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