The Sweetwater enterprise. (Sweetwater, Tenn.) 1869-187?, 1871-03-02

ringing out IN snatcheS Of song, behind he
Ike silver chime. Mr.. Willard grew
quite excited.
81 never would have believed it posi-
ble," he said, "AIiss FOsdick could be 5,
lively. 1t must be the air, guess. Here
you charming witch, let these people stay
if they wish, and watch their shadows OF
the clouds: but you come with me to til,
edge of those rocks; there is view there
| want you to see."
"No, | thank you, sir" Miss Fosdiob
replied, "you've nearly killed me will
views as it is, to-day, and want no more
Let some of the others 60, as | am going
back to study those drift-catches, being
quite a geologist, it's likelyp
Now she may hate wanted to brush W
her geology, hut she wanted to be alone
also. She could not help thinking of that
evening at Mrs. Hooper's, and her conver,
sation with somebody, then, about seeming
to be what we are not. She was not sure
but she was growing hyp0critical herself
People, looking into her heart, would find
so much that was sad and Disappointing
while, to judge from her actions, she was
perfectly happy. She forgot that per-
fectly happy people are, generally speak
ing, very quiet, and that sometimes, as the
iron enters the soul, an exciting gush
leaves the lips and flashes in the eyes.
On her knees, bending over the indent,
ured rock, she thought it all over. The
wind was strong from the northwest, which
prevented her hearing approaching foot
steps. Some one stumbled against her,
and then said:
"Excuse me, madame! | beg your par
don. | did not notice YOU" Octavia
turned round her facg-crimson with the
shopping, NO doubt-and looked up at Park
Montgomery.
"You-Niiss Fosdick ! Did l hurt youl"
She almost said yes, as she realized that
the separation of the summer had accom-
plishod nothing for her.
''It was uukiud to come to ne again
but you look ill. What is the matter p
she asked, while she stood, and the wind
played around her, catching, like a mis-
chievOus child, at her hair and shawl.
Excited, by a joy she was trying to hide
and an anxiety she plainly showed, she
never was more beautiful in her life. Her
companion thought so, at least, as he fast
ened his eyes upon her, and answered:
81 walked up from Underhill, and lost
my dinner. 1t must be faintness."
'Wty didn't YOU get some at the housel"
81 don't knows" and be smiled upon
her with such strange leer in his eyes,
she was almost frightened "what were
you doing just now :"
'Looking at the rock" she said, me-
chanically.
"Oh, yes, geology is an interesting study
i was always fond Of it--and here a
good place to look into it. Those are tn c
Laurentan Hills, over there, suppose,
that Agassiz talks OF so much, (Ahem }
These mouRtains were once the bottom of
the sea, but | don't agree with Werner
do youl Look at these amygdaloidal
rocks; (ahemY y has chemical deposition
anything to do with them! There is no
dip to this strata. They talk about the
delicate spines of shells telling such 4 sto.
ry. Bah believe-just sit here and
III tell you-(she remained standing)-
the earth was in motion when it became
solid, solid | say, ha, ha La Place didn't
know much to advance (ahcmD his gcso-
Gus theory. Hutton knew something, he
did, and there is sense in what he says
about the internal fire. Don't you believe
in an internal fire! | do! Water is a
very good thing, but like"
Miss Fosdick was greatly alarmed. She
knew something horrible must be the mat
ter with MIR. Montgomery, as she had ucy-
ct heard him talk such senseless trash, or
in such way before so she interrupted
him: 'You had better not talk any more,
but go back to the house at once"
"Should I-are you going, too 2" She
had almost said no, when she thought per-
haps he might need assistance. If Mr..
Willard would only come but it was too
far to 60 for him. Nlr. Montgomery was
SO weak (!) he could hardly stand, and the
wind was very strong-the rocks, so une-
ven they were quite dangerous-would be
hard to climb.
"Yes, | think I will 60 now" she said,
and they started together.
Once or twice Park turned round and
looked at her in dreadful way. Could
it be that be VAS? "No! No !! No w
she said over to herself, and almost aloud.
They reached spot whore the path edg-
ed its way over narrow uplifting Of
granite, with broken shelves rising on one
side, and a frightful precipics yawning on
the other. They had hardly got half
across, when Park caught his foot and fell,
rocking back and forth on the brink of the
chasm. Octayia sprang forward, and
pulled him toward her.
There fell from his coat flask. She
could see the silver flash in the sun, and
then hear it hit against the depths below.
A precipice, more awful than the one
from which she had saved the man she
loved, opened at her feet, aud, as she re-
allied the truth of his overthrow, somo-
GulUn llUM luC udlh oCChSu W uldS
her downtown into its bosom.
She did not even tremble when she
helped him up. All the way to the house
she supported his arm. She was very
strong now, not only to help him along,
but to cut out of her heart forever-and
that word seemed to ring in her ears with
a new meaning of Eternity-all love for
him. Just before she left bin, be said to
her:
"You should not have saved me! Why
didn't you let me 60 over those rocks.
Say, why DIDN'T youW She did not an
swer; but all the way up that rocky knoll
she could not shut out the deep wretched
ness those words carried from her ears.
The rope hurt her hands but she pull
ed herself up, where she could get the
only thing she wanted now-soitude.
Throwing herself upon the pile of loose