The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-05-23

""ee"eE she goes or stays. 1t
Is eight O'Clock Pontresina Church i,
telling the hour sonorously, and the lit
to hillchurch beside her is answering
With its one grave bell; the church,
With its rude stone tower and little ex-
tinguisher top, its windows deep set in
the wall, like deep.sunk eyes.
"Leoore," says Scrope, presently
plucking great forget.me.not, twice
the size Of those We see in England,
from one Of the low graves, do you
think it wicked to tell lies ?"
'lt depends" she answers, laughi7 7g
slightly. ~ thiuk truth is rather au
overrated virtue"
~ told gigantic lie yesterday"
"Did you?' she answers; but she
does not seem to care to ask what it is.
lie waitsa moment, bat, finding that
her curiosity will net come to his aid,
volunteers his information.
M-[-told Jemima that 1 was per-
feotly cured" (redden,oga little
eyes, that was not quite true," she
replies quietly.
cara you glad or sorry he asks,
eagerly.
She has pluckcd two blades Of foe
grass, and is carefully measuring them,
to sec which is the taller. Perhaps
that is tue reason that her response
comes slowly.
II am gl'd," she says, "qui,e glad {!
Formerly, when I was strong and well,
did not mind who cared for me or
who did not; l cared for myself great
deal - Immensely - and that vas
enough but now that I am so weak
and sickly, and eoaughing, as they say
In Stattordsire-is not it good word !?
does not it give limp, peevish, un.
strung idea ?-why, now 1 like some
good, patient person to be near me, and
look sorry when am out of breath and
In tiresome pain"
He does not answer, but I do not
think she takes his silence ill.
"Care for me-" she says, simply,
stretching out her hand with sort of
naiuete, to kim-"care for ne little
care for me a good deal, but do not
care for me too much ; it is silly to care
too much for any tlling-one misses it
so if it goes ~
He takes the hand she so frankly
gives, but he is afraid violently to press
OF kiss it, lest, with sudden change Of
MOOD, she may snatch it angrily away.
"Do you remember the day we part
II" he asks, in hesitating voice.
"Yes," she says, with rather embar-
rsssed laugh, "to be sure, I remember.
We both went into heroics, and you,
after abusing me in good, nervous Eog-
lish, fell On your knees before me, an
in so dong, gave Pug's nose such q
kick that it has never been the same
pattern SINCE"
"1t is nearly six months since then, -
he says, IN = low voice GIVE, at least.
If l had taken you at your word"
~ am so glad you did not! r. she in.
terrupts, hastily.
| His face falls.
$50 glad are you? Why?
"Do not you know that like to take
all and give nothing?" she says, with a
sort Of smile. "Tbat was always my
way-alwavs-let me have it little
longer. I know that cause you pain
every time that I am with you, but
somehow do not mind have no r..
morse you are strong, and pain does
not kill sometimes it braces. See,
have suffered good deal, and I an
not dead"
He clasps the slight, cool hard hs
holds tighter.
''Thank God, Nd v'
"Have you ever known what it is t.
be very unhappy" she says, lookinE
with sort Of pensive curiosity into hi
face. 'lf I asked you, You would say
. 'Yes,' you would swear it; but some
how I doubt it. How clear and blu.
your eyes are !! They look as if they
had always slept all night and smiled al
day. Ycu are not fat, cerlainly-ta1
from it, hate fat man; but how
we'll and strongly your bones ire cover
ed'
/ he does not asseverate ; he makes nj
apology for his healthy manhood ; but
think, wien he next looks in her face
she knows that one may wear a sore
heart and yet eat we'll, and have broad
shoulders and a stalwart presence
There is no sound but the wind speak
ing peusively to the pioes-tbe vino
that makes all the meadows one COO
shiver.
"Why are you so faithful p she
says, presently, with a sort of imra
ticnce in her voice. "Ihere is 10 secs.
in it; there is something stupid in such
; fidelity it is like dog it is not hkt
a man, at least not like the men have
known"
A hot flush rises to the young man,
face.
"It is stupid" be says, humbly. 81
have olt,n thought co."
"Why cannot you take a fancy t
some one else p she continues, sharply
> Ito one Of my sisters, for instance; no
sylvia-uo, I do not think I cao con
sclentiouslv recommend her-bu