Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1871-05-06

brave smile.
"Come. Charlie, we have been idle too long,
dear fellow"
had risen and was sauntering towards him,
when the door WAS opened and a familiar face
"Pennie, Pennie. darling. Fancy never
coming to meet me-" Walter cried, throwing
down his hat, and coming forward. grand and
darling. here am" And he Was close beside
her. bis arms open to receive her.
She gave one look into his face, so swift that
she only seemed TO have moved her eyes from
the garden into the room.
.'Where are you going. Scot?' she said.
90 Please don't 60 away. This is your room, not
ours: ! am an going myself when Ihave spoken to
"Pennle, are you angry, dearest?" whispered,
a. No, not at ALL" she answered, moving from
Scot had sat down again. ca cannot nOu make
myself feeleven angry with you, Walter
:. Thank Won. Thank you, dear, he said joy
You how 1t was
:. Tell me here,' she answered very quietly.
That's hardly fair" he complained, with
reason thought) tbut of course. my darling /
never fancied my mother was really 50 H."
quiei'..
Yes, you did say so,' replied Walter, look
ing for the first time a III; nervous and aux
ious; but knew she vas a ways fancifu, and
thought this was one Of her talse alarms. YOU
ought 70 be sorry for M, Pennie: | though;
IL.
She did not look into bis face, where was a
shade OF real grief; and he went on passionateiy
in her silence.
"Pepnie, i want to sreak TO YOU. Come
away. Why do you stay here"
T" Because" she said, moving a little, and
laying her hand on the tack of Scots chair:
because l would rather speak here. Scot
will you listen to me; and teach me once again
teach me what to do"
She paused for few moments. Walter,
leaning against the ia Die, looked down upon
no I'm toni alt nnv1f
i" Scot, IL have LEAF ned that have made
great, great mistake i'll thinking that | loved
your brother more than-any one else, isn't il
best and kindest to tell him so now, before it is
too lateP'
Scot did not answer her; and sue repeated the
question, her beautiful eyes childiike in their
b" Wonld it be right to tell him so, Scot. or 20
60 IN the falsehood?"
Right to tell him SO, answered Scot i'm
tones low and quiet
"Then, Walter" she said. raising her face to
him as il flushed and paled rapidly, - will tell
you of my mistake now, betore your brother
and my own. There were once two gifts OF love
within my reach and the one which my eager
ignorant hand gra-ped because n seemed most
bright and winning to nv dsyzled eye was not
the one which could satisfy nv heart. | did not
understand either then; L was as Bowerless to
feel the deep self-forgetfulness OF the one, as
tie shallow selfshness OF the other; bat now
that know my own heart. Walter, I cannot
hide its disappointment Seine dav myseU
shall be old and suffering peThaps-fancifuI
too, dare say: those who give much love- TO
win but little In return, OF jon are: and should
not like to feel that when summoned YOU To
my dying bed you would not heed The summons
fshould rot like all through my life TO pour ont
wealth OF love on one Who could laugh at me
for the exactiDg intensity Of the gift. Aad 50 4
am very, very grateful that have read ihis in
my heart before II was TOO late
=" This is nonsense, Pennie." Interrupted
Walter, with forced smile. - Come and let
me explain to yeu.'
50 You have done sO,'' Pennc said, still with
her hand on Scots chair, and still with her ewes
clear and undrooping. 90 You have explained
it is my turn. and am trying TO 10 50, only it
seems "a II could not say much even now OF
what is in my own heart. Your mother had
faithful, careful nrrse, Walter, in all her AZ
ness; and by him no duty wac neglected, no
pleasure sought. Charlie. did Scot seek his
own pleasure; did he fail any one OF mis- dI-
ties, through all the time that Walter was seek
one chief drtY?''
Not one" 1 answered, Pennie looked
eagerly across at me.
=" Not one, she repeate =, the little hand tight
on his chair, bat her face never turned to Sect.
" Not one. Did any remeIs be .ancr o. tnis pain
weak II bis baud, or chill his heart. Di,i -.
Charl!c?'
&" Never said again, looking for q r,orue.t
into " alters vexed ami moody face.
Never" che repeat 81. - lIG any ore
thought at himself make ala shrink lIUlL Is
duty 10 you, Charlie, bacausz ! made il lj.t-r
20 him? or from his duty 10 his mother, h-c,1>e
>he blame him always that her p0n iduiizcd
son had left her to die alone:
g Not one"
Walter, the love of such = heart i, a nri,e
ior which to be grateful through 81 yeacs ami
through all years | VIII b. graceful ;ha. once
this prize WAS mine. Scot, dear SCOT. yoI IN q
taught me all the LITTLE ti.et know. teaca ME
what to do now that my heart X uurgpring
YEARLY for such a love tDat iroGi wa!ca !
turned away not long 20
Not a word did Scot answer, while his face
was hidden in his Lands
. am waiting for your answer. Scot"
The hand that had been On his cha T looSened
Its hold the little S anC ,ng figure slipped down.
and knee.ed upon the floor beside him; aud
both hands were laid uron the tremulous, white
fingers pressed so tightly la has hair.
. Look, Scot, how l am waiting tor your an
>wer, she breathed. 8 have never been Ohe-
dent to You before, mich As you have taught
me: hut am waiting to obey SOu now
What q face Ii was that her gentle touch I'M
covered. could hard,v bear 10 look upon it
IN its wondering, bewil''ered ioy; for it told 80
plainly Of the anguish that had been lived
through. Pennies low cry burst involuntarilv
from her shaking lips wien size Jaw 1T.
20, Scot, forgive me tor it ail!''
With the angry scarlet burning in his face,
Walter left the room. 1 have not seen him
since. He writes to Tue Observation-Disclosures, gay,
selfish letters; but month after month he DELAYS
his coming home, and the house At Easter Hill
remains without its master. For some time
Scot hved there alone. settling Walters affairs
Tor him. and still coming o. me for our old
morning studies; but Scot has won his own
Gomc now. Yesterday he was chosen for the
new headDastcr OF the EssterwOod GRAMMAR
school: and il Is the youu sest he admaster who
has been elected for \ century, they say. To-
night we are expecting him back from Cam
bridge, and Pennie is standing at the window
watching tor him, the ey ening sunshine lingsr-
:ng on her bright head, ard another restful,
happy sunshine in f,er eyes. Earnestly do /
know that the restivc little pnpil who used To
give him so much pain has gwen him now a
deeper and more eladdening love than mine.
SrOTrIKG HORSE CAR CoEDUCroR By
MACHINERY.-.'What'st the matter with that
STEP" asked reporter as he bearded q Blocker
street car. "You see the step bots down when
IT'S stepped on, and some sort OF aQueer ar
rangement connects with that ere box in the
corner and dots one for oyery man what gets on
or oil. That's to keep US from knoc king down. ;
explained the conductor with an injured air.
During the trip the reporter ELECTED the follow
ing from the conductor, between frequent in
terruptions :-"pll tell You what 1t is, Young
Teller" said he cOnhdinsy, "the boss thinks IL 5
mighty smart thing 70 clap that ERE apparatus
on to three OF these ere ears trial. But
twont work. Why wont II ?. IN Jest tell you
Now you see that internal fool that iest got Oh
When he felt the step bob under him he put
his foot back and tried it over again Jest
four times. What difference did that make
II made h-ll OF o sight of difference
Every time he put his foot on II the darned
thing dotted one for pass' niger i've dots for
one fare, you SEQ. Ain't there any way OF beat
ing 1t? You jest bet there IL: only wouldn't
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