Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1871-11-24

or exclaimed. Darrell, too. who foresaw
a quiet hour with her alone, If she remain
ed at home. He had something to tell
something to ask for. and ring to give
Alas! for him. He had kept bis words
too long. A year ago they would have
been mama to her heart.
but I am quite we'll" she pleaded,
Except my hand, aud that has ceased to
pain me-" Indeed her face was radiant.
So she dressed herself with quaint sim
plicity in something soft and gray. and
wrapped her like cloud. with only the
braids of very hair for ornament: only
her shining eyes for gems. Then she
went and took her place.
The evening was half over. Darrell
had been her shadow. She was tired i;
tired of his eyes that followed her which
ever way she turned; tired of his datter-
ling words; tired Of him. He moved
away at last. Then, and not till then,
she saw Paul. He came straight to her.
"Are you we'll enough to be here 7"
without a word Of greeting. as though
they had not parted. ''You frightened
me with your white face just now"
Il was tired. I wanted to go home. :"
"Will you 60 now p he quickly asked.
"Are you strong enough to walk :"
"Oh. yes"
"Then come"
It was strangely pleasant to DO bidden,
to follow meekly.
They had reached the stairs descending
to the street when they met Darrell Wins
low.
.Vesey. where are you going p He
scowled and nodded at Paul.
"Home."
''But it is beginning 10 rain. and you
have no cloak. Go back aud I'll get the
carriage" He laid his hand upon the
wrapper over Paul's arm. Paul looked
at Vesey. What did he learn in her face
''Let Miss Wells Decide" he said in .
hard, strange voice. He was trying to be
calm-to keep bis hands from this man
who had suddenly come between them.
He turned to Vesey sgain His face Wa,
very pale; his eyes were full Of pleading
Think moment. Will you ride With
him or walk with me Z"
She did not speak. She only smiled
and laid her hand within his arm. al
He would have been more than human
to have kept back the triumph Of his eyes.
Darrell started, then wheeled and left
them.
"But think moment" Psrl's voice
grew more gentle now. 1T will be >
long, long road that has no turn.
But still she smiled. -
"A rough way, perhaps. and your feet
are tender"
Il will walk with you" she said.
The Live Man..
The Live Man IL like little pig; be Il
weaned young and begins tew root early.
He IL the pepper sass Of creation-the
allspice of the world.
The Live Man IL like case Of itch at
distrikt school-he sets every body tew
scratching at onst.
A man who kin draw New Orleans
molasses in the month Of January, thru
balf-inch auger hole, and sings Home.
Sweet Home |" while the molasses IL run
ming. may be strictly honest. but be amt
sudden enuff for this climate.
The Live Man il az full of business az
the conductor uf street kar-he IL often
like hornet. very biszy. but about what
the Lord only knows,
He lights up like cotton faktory, and
haint got any more time to spare, than q
school boy baz Saturday afternoons.
He IL like decoy duck, always above
water, and lives about 18 months during
each year .g}2
He il like runaway boss, he gets the
whole Of the road. 5s*i .st'
He trots when be walks, and lies down
at night only because everybody else duz.
The Live Man is not always deep
thinker; he jumps at conclusions just %
the frog duz; and don't alwus land at the
spot he il looking at.
He is the American pet, perfekt mis-.
terry tew foreigners; but has dun more
with charcoal) tew work out the great
ness ov this kuntry than emmy other man
in it.
He is just as necessary as greese on an
axeltree.
He don't always di ritch. but always
dies bizzy. and meets death q good deal
az an oyster duz. without any fuss. ,
CR-A man may borrow money, steal
from widow, discount his own vhiskey
bill. or nip" prayer book from . dying
heathen, and still have some chance Of par
don; but when be swindles poor printer
y II l.. Il