The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1872-09-11

But my trunk
You can get what YOU need il
town my uncle supplies the outfit
+" And Bessy -
Write to her tonight nv uncl,
will forward the letter under cove
to me. and will see that she gets it.
Paul Esteott wrung his companion.
hand.
You are very kind,r he said husk
ily. Il had almost grown to regard
YOU with distrnst
Van Brugh laughed, showing hi;
dainty, pearl-white teeth under a
brown moustache.
Never judge by appearances" he
said. ''Take my word for it, Miss
Hay will excuse all lack of ceremony
when she learns all"
Mr.. Van Brugh accompanied Paul
to the railway station, and saw him
off with a smiling uttered profusjon Of
good wishes
" The best friend man ever had =
thought Paul as the train moved off.
But be could not see the sardonic
grin into which the curves of the fare
well smile altered when the little
country station was left once more to
silence and loneliness
Now" said Morton Van Brugh,
81 shall have the field TO mvself.
Strange how fascinated l have allow
ed myself to become with a mere
country girl But there certainly is
something very winning in her type
Of bcanty"
Bessy Hav never answered Paul
Escott's farewell letter nor did the
latter once suspect that il was because
Mr.. Van Brugh never had delivered
il.
Paul, firing up under the feyered
impulse of his old enemy jealousy.
took refuge in silence. Nor did a
long episte from his aunt Jemima,
which contained more Eews-p0ssi-
bic, probable, and inIpossiblc-than
any government bulletin, serve 10
cool the flames.
Folks saw wrote the epistolary
7,inster, that Eliza Hay is going TO
marry the widowcr, Sinclair, because
hes rich. There was deal of talk
about her and that. Van Brugh, but
he went away all of sudden, folks
thought it likely with flea in his car
Eliza knows pretty well which side
her bread is battered on, and Sinclair
can't ike long with that cough of
his
1t was no wonder, then, that when
pretty Bessv Hay made an excuse TO
come 10 Aunt .Icmima's and asked
wistfullv and with certain quiver in
her voice if Paul's letter contained no
10 her, the elderly gossip
answered:
Dear me, no. You didn't expect
to hear, did yoa -
Bessy went back home, her little
heart as cold as lead in her bosom.
She had refused Morton Van
Brugh: she said NO TO Mr.. Sin
clair. in spite of aunt Jemima's know
ing prognostieations; and people be-
gan 10 wonder if pretty Bessie Hay
were going to be an old maid after
ALL
Why doesn't he write to me, or
send me at least word 10 show that
be has not utterly forgotten me p
thought Bessy.
Why doesn't she answer my let
.er ;" thought Paul.
So the world waggcd on, aniil Nr
Estcott came home from the far-oif
iowery land-not indeed with the
ortune Of which he had dreamed in
'uch sanguine fashion, but with
sufficient competence to live We'll and
comfortable in place as modest as
lis native village.
1t was stormy November even
NJ, with threatenings of snow in the
hill air, and low wind stirring the
asst withered leaves upon the boughs,
when he alighted at the station, look
ng almost into the ewes of Bessy Hay,
Who had come to the post Office to
SIX once again for the letter that new
T came.
How seldom are our visions real
zed
Bessy bad dreamed a thousand
ines of meeting Paul Esteott, but
ever in such way as this
" Paul y she quayered, 3,
All :" said Paul dofiing his siy-
sh fur travelling cap. =" / hope You
re well L.
For he did not exactly ike 10 call
er Mrs. Sinclair as yet
The red stains of the sunset had al ,
lost faded out of the sky when he |
vertook her, about hundred wards /
ON the station.
His heart smote him when he saw
ne lock of meek endurance in her :
ice.
Are YOU alone, Bessv - 3
: i e., Paul. 9
/ suppose" he said, with an cf-
'rt, that / must call YOU by, some !
ew name now p u
Call me Bessy Hay" she an I
yered. quietly. q
I" You are not married = d
:, No, Paul" ,
He drew long breath that wa al q
ost like a sob.
Aunt Jemima said-but. BesSv. 6
by did you not answer my letter -
" Why did YOU not write 10 ME,
aul :"
Before they had reached the Hay
rm, where the currant bushes had
ng since lost their leaves, and the :
was already beginning
be whitened by the falling snow c
Kos tho nists af tlouht and p,iSpp n