Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1871-09-28

liNes asked the young man. throwing
his rifle on his shoulder. and taking a
good long look ut pretty Ida.
i ought to be able TO do so, as he is
my father laughed Lou.
Your father? Then YOU are my
| cousin. Louisa, said the stranger, in
pleased tone
Ny name is Louisa, but | don't
think you can be my cousin. as never
saw Won before
Yes, you have. but YOU have for
gotten me. am Rafe Darrel-cousin
Rate. whom you used 10 play with
when YOU were very young lady. in
short dresses. have been in foreign
countries for ten years, so of course
You don't recognize me-
But | do. now. Your eyes anil
smile are just the same Oh, cousin
Rate. ! am very glad To sec you. after
all these years and they shook hands
heartily.
Is this your sister asked Rafc,
looking at Ida, and holding ont his
hand.
My cousin, Ida Miller, my fathers
4 neice. and therefore no real relation 10
| You. have no sister
i hope we snail be friends. Miss
T Ida. IT we are not cousins said Rafe,
/ pressing her little hand, and smiling
down on her bushing face.
OF course you will go home with us,
4 Rale 2 asked Lou. with cousinly famil
/ iarity.
Yes. ran down here from the
city for weeks shooting this beauti-
fu! weather, and | intend staying al
I Your fathers if you will tolerate me
We will bc glad enough 10 have YOU
| there. And We must be going. for il
Is nearly dinner time, and this bracing
air gives one an appetite
1t does indeed. |, at least, feel a
strong desire 10 taste some ofmy aunt's
excellent dishes
Dr. Miller and his wife were greatly
delighted 10 see their fayoritc but .ong
absent nephew, aud gave him hois-
ferrous welcome. The doctor was a rc-
tired physician. living on an elegant
farm not far from large city. He
WAS jovial old man, disposed 70 take
life easy. His daughter Louisa was
his only child but ne loved his broth
er's orphan. little Ida, as much as hc
did hls own child. and treated her the
same IN every respect
lhc weather continuing clear. cool.
and delicious, Rafc Darrel cnlosed
some fine sport among squirrel and
quail. which were exceedingly plcnti-
ful IN wool and field; but ia spite of
'i'H--~ -..-~ei,ors -. ss,..ni a larye ns,r-
ton Of his ilmcvsA iAe house, or in
walking with the yolag ladies'. ,us-
pcct that lda's broSn eyes and cherry
checks influenced tie handsome youLg :
man 4 good deal.
But the course OF true love never
does run smooth ; and ere long he dis
covered that he had "A rival. in the per.
SON Of a stalwart young farmer named
John Gordon. who walked iuto the
parlor one evening, dressed in his best.
Darrel saw at once, by his manner,
that he was little Ida's beau The
knowledge did not please him, and he
retired 10 his room in a fit Of the sulks.
What the mischief can she see in
that BOBBY 10 like he said confiden-
TALLY 10 his pillow. but what differ
ence does il make 10 me: Am in
love with this little country maiden.
Yes. am and would marry her to-
morrow, # she would have me. Ave.
there's the rub-will she have me: |
believe she would learn to love me, if
that confounded fellow would keep out
of the way. Certainly she doesn't
love him. for he's ugly as sin. guess
had better wait awhile. and see how
matters 90 on and if she isn't actual
~ engaged TO that fellow, I'll cut him
out, by Jove il can
With which consoling reflection he
went TO sleep.
Another week passed without Darrell
having decided whether or not he could
'cut out the Young farmer. Some
times lie teased Ida about him, but
she speedily got into y bad hunor, and
vowed that she cared nothing at all for
him-which Darrell, with his knowledge
OF women, could not believe.
One morning. being in "A particularly
down hearted mood, he took his rifle
aud started for the woods 10 renew his
acquaintance with the squirrels lie
had not gone tar ere he heard voices.
which he recognized as belonging TO Ida
and her lover.
'All's fair in love and war, he said TO
himself; and approaching as near as he
dared, he crouched behind "a log, and
peered through the foliage AT the lovers
If such they were. They were seated
on "a fallen tree-trunk. lda's face was
averted, but Gordnn's wore an express
sion OF mingled anger and sorrow.
'Iou liked me well enough, he said,
in reproachful voice. until that fellow
from the city came down here. sup
pose you think YOU II get him now, and
maybe you can; but it's my opinion
you'll get 10 great prize, anyhow.
You are no gentleman, retOrted Ida,
angrily, to slander an absent person. l
never expect Ia get Mr.. Darrell; but that
is no reason why | should marry yOu''
Il didn't mean to say anything about
him ; but oh Ida, he doesn't love you as
| do! Only think how we played to-
gether as children, and how have
loved you ever since, caring nothing for
any one else.
Il am sorry for you, John, if you love
me as you say, replied Ida, gently.
But can never care tor you only a.
friend, and it would be wrong to marry
you
You never can love me as l love
your
Il never can, john
Then good-by,' said the Honest fellow.
rising to his feet, ana holding Ida.s
hands in his, while his mournfui eyes.
filled with. tears, met hers. i shall
never trouble you any more. l am
rough and ugly, know, but l loved
you truly. Will you let me kiss you
once, for the first and the lsstF
AS friend, you may, john said
Ida, plying his sOrrowful face.
AS the only womanl shall ever love J
he said passiOnately, catching her to his
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