The Lincoln County herald., 1871-11-16

the table Vere still untouched when, half
On hour later some one opened the door and
came in-some one whose step she knew
90 we'll. Scott Goldrick had come back
for his books and slate But she did
not Iift her head. lie stood before her
presently with the books on his arm and
bis hat in his hand.
X am going away, Miss Burnett, to
stay. viii you bid me good.by
Still she did not look up or speak.
He persisted gently.
"Hsvs l offended you beyond all hope
Of forgiveness ?"
She gave him her hand at that.
"No, but"
"But you arc sick, Miss Burnett2" as
ho saw in her face plainly. you are
really sick. What can do for you p
She tried to smile.
at is only headache-l have hsd it
all day, aud q touch Of fever with it,
perhaps. Nothing more"
"Yo~ hove Les~ s;.ls ell l.J, cod
have been sgyravsting the life out Of
you," he said remorsefully, in his ear.
nestuess down on one knee beside her
chair, with . half bold, half easy grace /;
II have troubled you constantly, not
only to-day, but ever since you came here
TO teach. What brute you must think
me. l was unmanly and cowardly to act
as did. No, you must let me make
full confession now" kissing the hand
she laid over his mouth to stop him.
But, Miss Burnett, you ore very i'll, y
seriously alarmed now at the sight of her
white eace and closed eyes, for the self.
control maintained by main fIrcs all day
and up to this moment, had given away
suddenly, and weaker than child she sat
there, her breath coming 10 little short
gasps.
Unused TO woman's modes and ways,
he was at loss what to do. He had an
idea, though, that when q lady fainted
cold water was the thing, SO he spr,ukled
her face with the cup standing on the
table within roach of his hand, and man
like he drew her head down upon his
shoulder.
She was not altogether unconscious,
for she made weak movement to with
draw herself from his arm, but he whis
percd: Trust me and be still, will you
not. till you are bstter2" conscious the
whilc of an odd pleasant thrill at bis
heart ns her face lay so near his own that
he could have touched it with bis lips.
If he had been dozen years older he
would most likely have yielded to the
temptation and kisseI tho roses back to
her cheeks, but there was just the leas,
bit Of boyiah tin'idity yet about him. and
besides he could 1t forget that he had
been the cause Of this very illness, and
his heart. smote him regretfully avery
time be looked at her.
She sent him away, by aud BY, as soon
as she was able to sit up without sup
port. She would not let him 20 home
with her. either, though he begged he,
to let him do SO; she would do better BY
herself, she said. But seeing the troubled
look in his eyes IS he turned away, sh.
relented 80 far as to say:
II trust We part friends"
lie came back to her at this, saying
earnestly:
"Can you be my friend after what 20,
have known Of me for the past Nv,
months p
81 can bel am sincerely you
friend"
Thank you for that. Knowing it
shall no. carry a troubled con.oienc'
away with me-" ....
I Ah be never guessed that, instead o
. troubled conscience, be was carryiul
Olive Burnetts heart with him. d.. -
i 1t wss seven years before they looked
upon each Others faces again. Such
long, long interval. Those sevsn year
had changed Scott Goldrick iuto . sue
cessful business man, steadily amassin,
bis thousands, and alive to the brilliaa,
courted young widow Mrs. Logan.
She had grown hesrtsiok Of teaching
and one day, 10 desperate mood gavc
up and married Paul Logan, the ricl
land owner. Scott Goldrick. hearing %
it in the distant city where be was livinl
ssid, "Such q pity she was one woman
Of . thousand, and deserves better mai
than that" .r -.
4 We'll. Paul Logan was better ma,
than Scott Goldricks's words would seeu
to imply; and better still. his golt
brought oil comforts to the helpless
mother until she died, and a home will
oil the advantages Of wealth TO the it'll,
sisters. And now, with her husband tw
years 10 the grave, Mrs. Logan wen
freely into society once more.
"Such lovely woman" men said whe
speaking of her and Scott Goldrick 10
dorsed tho verdict when he met her .
the reception ono evening, and the host
ess supposiug them to be nuaoquaiutsd
presented him.
II was Olive Burnett of seven year
ago who smiled up At him % she said t.
Mrs. Lake: "Mr. Goldrick and ar,
very old friends" r.. ...........
"You remember me, then ?" be ssid, a
} he led her away. r-'a
II shall never forget" was the sweet
grave reply. ~. 81. t..u ..
But somehow, with this asttering be