New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1871-02-12

Henry grew more shy. But by ali tue uR-
spoken language of the eyes the two
never failed to mako their unchang ing re-
gard known to each other.
Henry went to college early At vaca-
tion-time the two met. But the growing
difference in their social position could not
but be felt. Jennie's friends were Ot dit
ferent race from his own. Her parents never
thought of inviting him to their entertain
ments. And if they had. a rusty coat and
lack OF money to spend on kld gloves
would have cffectually kept him away. he
was proud. This apparent neglect stung
him II is true that Jennie Morton was aii
tho more kind But his quick and foolish
pride made him fancy that he detected pity
in her kindness And yet all this only made
him determined to place himself IN posi-
ton in which he could ask her hand as hef
equal But you do not understand. doctor.
az do. how irresistible is this conviction OF
duty in regard to the ministry. Under that
pressure. my friend settled it that he must
preach. And now there was before him
good ton years of poverty 1T least. " hat
should he do about it
I'm this extremity he took advice of a
favo,ite theological professor. The profess
sor advised him not to sock the hand OF
rich girl. She would not be suited to the
trials OF 4 minister's life. But finding that
Henry was firm in his opinion that this
this particular case, the professor proceeded
to touch the tenderest chord III the young
mans heart. He told him it would be un-
generous. and i'll some sense dlshonorable.
Tor him TO take a woman deicately brought
up into the poverty and trial incident to
minister's lifo. If you understood, sir how
morbid his sense of honor IS YOU would
not wonder at tho impression this susses-
ton made upon him. To give up the min
istry. was. in his mind to be traitor to duty
and to God To win her if he could, was to
treat uneenerously her whose happiness
was doarer to him Il thousand times than
his own
Il hope he did not give Hes up" said the
doctor.
Yes, he gave her up. III double snir;: Of
medieval sclfsacriticc. Looking toward
the ministry, he surrendered his iove. as
some Of the old monks sacrificed love. am
bition. and all other things. to conscience.
Looking at her happiness. he sacrificed his
hopes in more than kniglttlv devotion TO
her welfare The knights sometimes gave
their lives; ho gave more.
For three years he did NOT trust himself
to return to his home. But having gradu-
ated and settled himself for nine months
over church. there was no reason why he
shouldn't go to see his mother again. And.
once in the village. tho sight Of the old
school house and tho old church revived y
thousand memories that no had been en-.
deavOrins to Danish. The garden walls.
and especially the apple trees, that are the
most Interchangeable of landmarks, revived
the old passion with undiminished power.
He paced hi, room at night. He looked ont
ut the now house OF his rich ne;ghbor. He
chafed under the restraint Of his vow not
to think again of Jennie Morton. 1t was
the Old story of the monk who thinks the
world subducd. but who finds r all at once
about to assume the mastery OF him. l do
not know how the struggle might have
ended, but it was all at once stopped from
without.
There reached him rumor that Jenni.
was tho betrothed wife of Colonel Pear.
SON who was her fathers partner il bust
ness And indeed Colonel Pearson Went in
and ont al Mr.. Mortons gate every evening.
and tho father was known to favor his salt.
Jennie was not engaged to him, how.
ever. Three times she had refused him.
The fourth time, III Difference to hcr fathers
wishes. she had consented to THINK about
it for u week In truth Henry had been
home ton days and had not callod upon her.
and all the hope she had cherished in that
direction and all tho weary waiting seemed
in VAIN When the colOnel'S week was
nearly out she heard that Henry WAS to
leave in two days. In Il sort OF desperation
she determined to accept Colonel Pearson
without waiting for the time appointed for
her answer. But that gentleman S,oi.ed il
all by his own over confidence.
. For when he called. after Jennie had de-
termincd on this course, he found heY so
full Of kindness that he hardly knew how
TO behave with moderation. And 80 he fell
70 hattering her, and. tiatterin5 himself at
the same time that he knew all the ins and
outs of a girls heart, he COmplimented her
on the many offers she had received.
And | tell you what he proceeded.
there arc plenty of others that would Law
their hoads at your feet, if they were only
your equals. There's that young paraon,
Gilbert think they call him. that is visiting
hi, mother, in the unpaintcd and thread
bare looking little house that stands behind
this one I've actually seen that fellow
in his rusty. muStv coat, stop and look after
YOU on the street. and every night when
| 90 homo, he is sitting at the window that
looks over this way. The poor fool is i'll
love with you. Only think of it And |
chuckle to myself when sec him and saw
Don't you wish you could reach 40 high
declare it's funny
In that one speech Colonel Pearson
dashed his chances to pieces. He could not
account for the sudden return of winter in
Jennie Morton's manner. And all his sun
shine was powerless to dispcl lit, or to
bring back the least approach of spring.
Poor Jennie You can imagine, doctor.
how she paced the floor all that night She
began to understand something of the
courage Of Henry Gilbert's heart. and
something Of the maniness of his motives.
All night long she watched tho light burn
ing in the room in the widows house: and
ali night long she debated the matter until
her head ached. She could reach but one
conclusion: Henry was to leave the day
after tomorrow. If any communication
should ever be opened between them, abe
must begin it. 1t was a. if size had seen
him drifting away from her forever, and
must throw him rope. think even such
a woman s-right man as yourself would
hardly Justify her, however i'll taking any
step Of tho kind
Il certainly should" said the doctor
But she could not find a way; she had
no rope to throw. Again the colonel, mean
ing to do anything else but that, opened
the way. At the breakfast table the next
morning she received from him nagniti
cent valentino. All at once she saw her
method 1t wa. st. Valentines dav. The
rope was in her hand. Excusing herself
from breakfast, she fastened to her room.
ITO send a valentine to the faithful lover
was her uppermost thought. Bat how,
She dare not write her name, for, after all.
she might be mistaken in counting on his
love, or she might offend his prejudiccs or
his pride By 80 direct an approach. She
went tumbling in drawer for stationery.
She drew ont little pine boat that Henry
had whitfield for her many years before.
! He had named it Hope but the combined
wisdom Of the little boy and girl could not
| succeed i'll spelling the name correctly.
| And hcre was the little old boat that lie
had given, saying often afterward that it
was tho boat they two were going to sail in
some day. Tho misspclt name had been
tho subject of many a laugh between them.