The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-10-19
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4 4ou do not heed me, Vieyie, d
you not not hear me? Viz
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Sa15 grasped the small white han
that was pulling away leaf afte
deaf of theehazel beside them, an
locked alniost ferceiy iufo The deel
dreamy blue eyes that were raise
. to his. f-.-
4 You have been gazing at moth
ing for the last half hour, while
have been telling you-Heavel
knows what I have been saying
hut it comes far short Of what
want to say. Did you hear on,
word I said?"
Il have been listening, Vincent
but you know what a habit I hav,
of dreaming-you must learn al
my faults now before it is everlast
ing too late" laughin gly answered
Vievie Layne, as she coaxingly
1 slipped her hand in his.
@Ieould never dream while yoa
were talking, Yievie. Oh! I want
you all my own want to see you
once with your thoughts all on me,
your eyes seeing only me, your ears
only for my words, and your voice
for me alone. Then I would grasp
the happiness that now only trem-
bles tauntingly just beyond my
reach"
Il shall begin to think I am in
sufficient for your happiness, ifyou
talk in that way. have promised
all a woman can promise, and if
that does not make you happy, it
is beyond my power to make you
So"
'EYou know I should be uherly
miserable without you, and I must
be content if you assure me you
love me, though you are so dreamy
and indifferent at times"
"That is right, Vincent. Try
and endure my words and caprices
patiently, for they are numerous I
warn you"
They turned and walked home
ward. Vfevie fell to dreaming
again, and Vincent silently and
gIoomily watched her.
They were. engaged-those two.
You would scarce have thought it
possible. TO look at them: she was
such anoble, beautiful woman, with
such a pure, strong soul beaming
from her eyes, and a broad, white
brow 50 expressive of Intelligence,
he was young, so boyish, Sc child
ishIy impetuous and impatient, so
extremely fastidious in all the lit
tie details of dress, and with such
a little, petty vanity showing
through his actions that you could
not help notice how utterly Insult
ed they were to each other.
Vievie thought She loved him
perlaps she did. But it was not
the love you would have expected
from a strong, ardenta nature like
hers. She had known Vincent
from childhood, and liked him bet
ter than any one she had ever
known.l 5Ie was refined and edu-
Gated and romantic, and his fanci-
fuI little air castles, and his sweet,
dreamy sentimentaIisms charmed
and amused her, while his gallant
devoted Ioye-making was done so
pTettiIy that she felt hattered and
fascinated. And then he was so
wealthy, and he belonged to one Of
the best families and was one Of
the matches of the city, and so
Yievie concluded she loved him
and became duly engaged.
But still She was conscious that
there was something lacking. Some
how his fattering, ardent loye-talk
did not make her as happy as she
supposed she would be-indeed
she was Lecoming a little tire 1 Of his
ceaseless alteration and longed for
something she knew not what. She
concluded that a real country visit
not a journey to s, me fashiona-
bic rural resort-but a long visit
to some real old country farm
house, away from fashion and show
and dazzle, and among the hills
and streams and clover and mead
ows ofreal country life-would re
fresh and enliven mind and body.
So she bethought herself Of a friend
Of her mothers away out among
the hills and valleys, a good moth
erly soul who would kindly care
for her during her sojourn. And
so Yievie had recommended TO Vim
cent a little more attention to his
neglected law books, and left him
him disconsolately among them.
Bat one weeks separation doomed /
the law hooks to dust and neglect (
and found Vincent tied to WIVES /
side again. And this is how they /
to be on the banks Of /
swift, beautiful river away out in (
the country that beautiful summer /