The Republican journal., 1872-10-03
RoSSi HaN-

The fragrant wild roses lifted their pink
chair up towards the sunshine and the
dcW "a thc July heavens: the robins sang
lnrvlrouS ~lcr~ in the branches of thc
VIDA orchard aud neither rose nor robin
N3~ ialrcr ~ Swcctcr voiced than Bessie
liaN- t~ ~tr stood among the currant
a-hc~ rulling the ripe red fruit under a
image oOd pear tree. where the stone wall
"' The garden was draped with the emerald
i"-i""n~ OF q wild grape vine. while Paul
i.-'r"l' stood leaning against the messy
'unI of the pear tree, twisting a stem OF
Iu'-brlI~ IN his hand
FL kHow Im Door. Bessie y he said. re-
summing arolVrrsAlion which had apparent-
r. ap-"i INTO silence for a moment or so.
! oppose poor people have ight
W i.e .lnd he happy - well as rich ores .
suppose 50 too. laul"
And am sure an Hing TO worl,
could iind ~mothinm to d."
i'e~-io Glanced deprccatingIv at him.
am Elton wants some one to take the
arn .ni work it,"
That Is nr.re lrudgery. and besides.
.lr poH would moi enable me to marry
-ad support ID wifi. comfortably
w could wait. Panl."
an are very wiling" said the vouno
man. hiterly Il don't believe, Bessie.
ftij Won care Tor me Is do for YOU"
bn Paul. aud u panied look came
WEE The fair face
wen, then, what do YOU think of beno
talerto Mr. Sincltir's little bows -
lhank You, don't fancy the idea OF
irh9 t"ad eater to a pompous aristocrat
llAe Henry Sinclair"
But, Paul, we can't always do and he
what we like in this world" pleaded Bes.
sac, with a troubled look in her tcnde,
brown eyes
Easy philosophy for vour' and he
iluu@ down his stem of hlue-hclls.
I suppose You would like TO have me
break stone upon the roads. | thought
y"n. Al Least, could sympathizc with the
feelings Of @rntlcmann
SO do. Paul, but | believe in the
scripture doctrine of a mans doing with
hl hl- might whatever his hands find to
a4."
| sec how it is" said Paul Estcott,
who very loolishly allowed himself to oet
angry; ''Nou are weary of our cura 0e-
m"nt yon want 10 break the worldly
leltcrS that bind You. Very well; so LEI
d b"- on are lrer.
And lac strobe away over the grass
muucring Ia himself something about
"haying suspected how it would turn out
ever since Norton Van Brugh had com,
down from The city to sketch the scenery
,nd Iurn the heads OF all the girls"
BESSIE Hay looked after him for an in
~tani with u scarlet stain on her check
and gathering mist in her eyes. "Ht
ought to know better" she thought 'sanc
hc does lie will come back to me whet
the m"mcntary pique has worn itsel
away"
In the meanwhile Paul, vaultine ovel
the low stone wall IL few PAGES below
had very nearly stumbled over the pros
u''ted body of 4 man lying among tho
red clover blossoms in the island of shade
east by = neighboring tree.
Mr.. Van Brugh -
he young artist glanced up with sor
OF lazy Scorn showing under his lono
dark cyelaShes. Paul bit his lin.
Engaged in the noble art of caves
dropping, ell Y he muttered.
Come now. Estcott, don't he crustv.
didn't mean 10 overhear your conversa
ton but what was fellow to dop Tbi,
is the iolliest place on the whole farm
tnd wasn't 10 blame because Miss Ha,
came looking like IIebe's self to gather
red cnrrantS, and you followed like hen
ehad"w Come, let's 90 down by tn,