Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-08-28

soft speeches avail nothing angry words
will but do harm, and so it proved in this
case.
Antonio had long admired Pepiia; she
was always his chosen partner at all their
mcrry-makings; many aud many moon
light stroll had they taken on the out
skirts Of the town; the fligree arrow she
wore in her hair was his gift, but as yet
he had not spoken Of his love.
But now, his heart burning with anger
at his mothers ill.timed words, he hur-
ried from the house straight to the mar
ket.place, merely stopping on his way at
a gay little booth to purchase a betrothal
ring.
1t was just about sunset, and Pcpita
was preparing to go home; she had. as
usual, sold nearly all her boquets, but
two Of the finest still lay at the bottom of
the finest still lay at the bottom of the
basket, for she felt sure that Antonio
would ccme, as always, to claim the orna-
ment for his button-hole, though to-day he
was so strangely late.
All her companions gradually departed
however, and Pepita. with heavy heart,
was about turning homeward, when she
cspied Antonio close upon her. He look
unusually eager and excited, and thrill,
half of terror half Of joy, passed through
the girls slender frame as she stood bath
ed in the sunset glow which lighted up
her braIds, her velvet cheeks, and her
slumberous dark eye with a new charm,
stood waiting for the handsome young low.
er-for lover her heart told her he was
before he had spoken word.
"Pe2ita, he cried, breathless with ex.
citement and the haste he had made, and
taking the boquet she held toward him.
butretainiug the hand also, "cvery day
you give me your loveliest bunch but to-
day you must accept this in return" and
on the willing little hand he slipped the
betrothal ring. "Now you are not only
Pretty Popita, but Antono's Pretty Pep
ito," he cried, exultantly, as he snatched
a reluctant kiss; and drawing her arm
within his, they walked out of the mar
ket place into the golden light whicl
hathed field anC meadow, and seemed t.
them an emblem of the glorious happincs
love had brought to their hearts.
In the shadow of the market-place
however, resting his image tray agains
and old wall, stood Jose. He had beel
waiting there patiently, hoping that, i
; Antonio did not come, Pepita might al
low him to walk home with her, for sh
f lived in distant quarter of the town
And now the sorrow that he had been dim
y dreading for so long had come upo
him, and he stood motionless, trying t
nerve himssf to bear it, when the happ
lovers passed him.
As Pepita saw him faint feeling Q
compassion that he was in the darkncs
while she was in the light, wish to d
something to lig ghten the loneliness Of thi
faithful fellow, induced her to held tc
! ward him the remaining bouquet with
careless Goodnight, and pleasau
dreams, Josc!"
He made no motion to take the flowers
and she tossed them pctuantly into tn
: street, where the dust smrched their in
| nocent freshness.
The lovers passed on, but Jose careful
ly lifted the little bouquet (he was to
s tender-hearted to leave the flowers ther
to perish before their timel, and carryin
them home, he placed them carefully i
his cracked mug; but this night, for tn
5 first time in many months, the veil wa
not lifted from his precious secret, an
} Jose, looking out into the quiet starligh
strove to force his sorrow manfully, an
] learn to bear it.
} The weeks flew by, but brought no con
, fort for Jose. 1t seems to him that whe
ever he went the happiness ofAntouio an
his own desolation thrust upon him. II
was continually meeting the lovers stroo
ling about arm in arm, for Antonio ha
: persuaded Pepita to abandon her daily tas
of selling flowers in the market-plrcc.
my wife need do nothing but beautii
my home, he said, proudly, and Pepit'
with happy blush, had declared to hcl
self that she could do that to perfection
Still sometimes, to tease her lover or pul
ish him for some trifing quarrel, she woul
; return to her old stand in the markct-plac
and then she would be surrounded by ht
: former admirers, and laugh and jest wit
them, turning a cold shoulder on her b
trothed, until satisfied that he had suff e
ed sufficiently. she would relent. and b
come once more gentle and loving.
) Antonio submitted to all these caprice