Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1872-08-17

"Well, we are OF once more how far
are you going ?" said Walter, as the stage
went of.
mot quite so far as Litchfield. You
say that your friends reside at Pomperany.
How glad they will be to see YOU"
VERY probably, unless they have for
gotten me, which is likely, for suppose l
have altered some in seven Years."
"Not particle, I--.v
The pretty maid forgot what she was
going to say, but at lastremen.bered and
! continued. l should suppose you have not
oftSrod for you said you were seventeen
wbeS>you were at home last, and nov YOU
are onIS>twenty three. You must have
been grown as you are now" a
t.perhops So but sill / am somewhat
tanned by exposure>in an East India cli-
mate.n NJ
"Yet 1 think you will 6s sGogn,zed byN
everybody in the little village. ~ you
know young lady in Pomperany on she
name of Mary Fuller P''
What little Mary my little wife az
l used to call her Why, Lord love you,
do you know her ? Bless her heart My
trunk is filled with knick knacks for her
special use. Do l know her Why /
have thought of her ever since l went
away. Young lady why, she Is little
bit of girl ; she is only ten years old. No
she must be older than that No. 1up-
| nosa 7 will find Le~ SruWn conslueraoly.
R,r H. way are you not getting cold It's
getting chilly"
The delighted young lady was trying to
conceal her face, which had called forth
Walters exclamation.
"Yes, it is getting colder it is nearly
dark and so it was. Walter had boat
cloak, aud after very little trouble, he
was permitted to wrap it around her lovely
forn, and somehow or other his arm went
with it aud in the confusion he was very
close to her, and his arm was around her
waist, outside the cloak, though; then he
had to put his face down to hear what she
said, aud somehow those long ringlets OF
soft, silky hair, were playing across his
cheek. Human nature could not and would
not stand it any longer and Walter, the
modest Walter, drew his arms closer than
ever, and pressed upon the warm, rosy lips
of his beautiful fellow-traveer, q 81 owing,
burning, regular East Indian Bombay kiss,
and then blusbcd himself ut the mischief
he had done and waited for the stage TO
upset, or something else to happen But
no, she had not made any resistance; on
the contrary he had felt very distinctly
that she had returned the kiss, the very
first kiss he had ever pressed upon wo-
mans lips, since he gave q parting one to
little Mary Fuller, and he would have
sworn that he heard her say something
(about that very moment he had given her
that first long kiss of youth and love- that
sounded like Dear, dear Walter 20
The stage was now entering the village.
In few minutes he would be in Mary Full
ler's house. lie thought of her, and felt
ashamed and real guilty. What would
Mary. his little wife" that was TO be, say il
she knew he had been acting so? AS these
things passed rapidly through his mind, he
neSifir 10 study iivu eGI V,,t OF 1iie ailllr
quietly and decentIy.
you go on in tie stage, | suppose, to
the next town, or perhaps still farther ?''
"Oh. no not me.n
What conld she mean? lie had not
time to indulge in conjecture the stage
drove up slap in front of Parson Fulers
door, and there was the venerable Parson
, and his good lady in the doorway he with
! lamp in his hand already to receive
, Walter as he supposed.
"Whele will you stop in the village? l
, will come and see you.n
II shall stop where you stop. / won't
leave you. Here You have been kissing
me this half hour, and now you want to
run away and leave me. l am determined
to expose you to the old clergyman and
, his wife, in the doorway yonder. More
| than that, your darling little wife" that
is to be, as you call her, shall know all
, about it,"
5 What a situation for n modest, moral
, man 1t was awful. To be laughed at
exposed and who was she Could it be
| possible? He had heard of such charac-
| tcrs 1t must be; but she was very pret-
+ ty; and he to be the means of bringing
such a creature into the very house of the
o good and pios old clergyman and his sweet
/ old pet and playmate, his Mary Fuller
He sGw it all. Ii was a Judgment semi
upon him. What business have l to be
kissing n strange girl if she is pretty? His
> uncle and aunt had came clear down tC
: the doorway gate almost to the stage door
q which the driver had opened, Walter fell
I that he was doomed but he had to get
I out.
! Don't for Gods sake expose me, young
woman ~
r II wll-get out !"
: "Oh !" thought Walter, it's all over witt
f me, and now he shakes hands with tho
+. clergyman, and he filings his arms around
r the aunt.
q "Mary - exclaimed the mother, "Oul
t Mary in the stage, rs live ! SO you came
$ up with your cousin, ch ?''
4 "Ycs, mother and what do you thinl
: this impudent East Indian has been doing
! He has kissed me at least a hundred times
o aud that isn't all ; he tried to persuade mt
: to keep Oh in the stage and lot get out
!. all ~
!, "Ah 20 wonder he kissed you, he ha'
S not seen you for some years. How glac
i you must have been when you met. Blu
8 what is the matter with you, Walter lie
the driver stop and leave your trunk a
i your fathers as he goes by, and come int
the house. Why what is the matter ARE
q you dumb ?"
II ''Arn't you ashamed of yourself, Walter
1 not to speak to my mother, when she il
talking to you ?" chimed in Miss Molly.
d Walter now found his voice, and before
Il he got fairly inside, Miss Mary was hi
h debtor for round dozen of kisses, which
y he took very kindly. But as for Walter
O his mind was made up. lie would MARI.
n that strange girl. He was grateful; sh
i. had saved him from degradation, loss o
/. character and everything else but woul'
II she forgive him for being so free with
i. strange girl in a stage coach ? Doubtful