The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-11-30
GRACE ALLEN.
CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK


CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK.
As for Grace, no prospective difficulties
came to trouble her at present She
was happy, and quite content that
things should 60 on as they were now
for so long time as-well, for as long
as every one else was happy. There
had been no talk of Addy, because the
boy had not written to her again ; and
Aunt Maria had not liked to make
mischief; so that possible disturbance
was in present allegiance, and youth
having the happy knack of trust and
contentment, the girl was perfectly we'll
satisfied with her lot as it was !; and if
ever she thought of the future at all, it
was only as vague dream Of some very
wonderful happiness in which Addy
shared, and to which she gave no name
So the time passed on, and the spring
melted into the summer, and the sum-
mer ripened into the autumn, and then
Grace began to think that Addy's next
letter was long in coming, and that
she wished he would write to her sgain.
And her wishes bore fruit; for not
long after she had begun to cry little
of nights to herself the post brought
her, ono day, at breakfast, letter in
the same broad, bold handwriting as
before; and Aunt Maria's work was cut
out for her.
"Aha, misyP p cried William Magnus,
watching her vivid blush with an ex-
preston on his face not easy to read.
And then he asked, as Aunt Maria had
asked before, "Who's your correspond.
ent1"
"Addy," answered Grace.
"Addy? And who's Addy 7" laugh
ing little grimly.
"Addy Cayley," returned Grace,
with the feeling that all this had been
gone through before.
"Oh yes, WILL" chimed id Aunt
Maria; "tbat is thing I wanted to tell
you Of, but I have had no opportunity
until now. Do you approve of this
young lads writing to Grace ?"
II must first know all about him and
what it MEANS" said William with 6
grave look. "Come here, my little girl
and tell me who is this Addy Gayle,
Of yours and why does he write tt
| you and what does he say ?"
He held out his hand, but Grace, in
stead of running up to him, as sh'
would have done under any other CIR
oumstauces on such an appeal, hune
her head a little lower, and remained
motionless. She did not want to show
Addy's letter. It had been long tim
coming, but now that it had come j
was very sweet and very tender, and j
said one or two things which, child a
Grace was, she was not too young t
understand and then at the end it sli
in, by way Of keynote to the whole, "
think I can trust you, Grace, to believ
in me, even if you have to wait a lon
time before I have made my fortune
But you know I shall make it som
day, and I think you know, too, who
is that I would ask to share it, or rath
er who it is that I would give it all tx
If you are in doubt, look in the glasI
and it will tell ycu."
| So this was what Grace did not wan
to show, al in maze and tremor {
trouble and delight as she was; an
this was Why she sat in her chair, an
hung down her head, instead Of rur
ning up to her guardian as else sh
would havo done.
"Will you not come to me, Grace
asked Will, in tone perhaps mo,
panied than severe, but both together
The girl rose slowly, and went 70,
ward with childliks reluctance br
though she went on this second appea
she halted before she had got quite clio.
to her friend. He put out his han,
I aud drew her up to his knee for, wit
. magisterial kind of instinct, he vi
4 sitting all this time.
"Come, look up, bonny one," he sal
kindly, putting his large hand und'
her chin, and lifting her face. II
: not like to see you downcast as thi
d and for no reason. Tell me all .bo,
this Addy Cayley Of yours. You a
wise enough to know, little girl, th.
8 your guardian, I am entitled
know