Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1872-12-02

unfathomable muddle. He tried to give
a reason for coming on that special oc-
casion, and made weak failure. The
embarrassment grew more and more in
tense on both sides, till the professor,
pitying him for what he supposed was
his bashfulness, and seeing how uncom-
Portable he looked, said,-
"tIr. Maynard, that cape must be
very warm. Do take it off,
In his embarrassment, he touched the
upper bottom, and it gave way, revealing
the collarless void below. At the same
instant the hats, which were only held
up by the pressure of the cape, fell on
the floor.
How he got out of that parlor he
could never clearly tell. But, somehow
or other, he did, and walked slowly tow
ards home. The moonlight looked very
differently to him now. The shifting
clouds became troops of laughing goblins.
He thought of the cold moonlight falling
on the ice in the far north, and wished
that he were buried mile deep in those
lifeless regions. He thought it wasn't
so strange, after all, that Victor Hugo
should have made his hero wait the ris-
ing tide. and wondered if he could find
a suitable place in the Charles, whereon
to sit and await like happy oblivion.
Reaching his room, the fellows were
all eager to hear his story.
did you leave the cards %
He felt in his pocket, and looked
blank. 1t was not there: it had fallen
with the cape on that parlor floor, and
he had left it there
Word by word they got the whole
story out of him. They laughed till they
could laugh no more; they rolled about
the floor in ecstacy of mirth but he sat
motionless. At last they saw how deep
ly it had cut him, and left him.
To no very happy reflections. To be
sure he had broken no law; but the
petty element of the business kept an
noying him more and more. How could
he ever hold up his head in Cambridge
after this?
He sat late into the night. Bob left
him sitting there, silent and motionless,
looking as if he had seen the Gorgon's s
head
The next morning Bob called out
Jack y
'Yes.''
Il hope it doesn't trouble you. It's
all Imagination, you know"
wDehN ,;NKK he ebiEd ! ilEddwnRe sit on your parent
He didn't dare to walk about Cam
bridge for fortnight. At the end Of
that time he ventured out 1t was a
dull cherries afternoon The trees kept
up slow dripping, and and the side
walks were damp and slippery. The
leaden sky cast a gloom over all the
landscape, that accorded we'll with hi
mood. He was thinking that he wa'
always getting into scrapes that injured
him, that he was useless member o
society, that his life would always b,
dull and ordinary, and that he might a
we'll stop trying to make any thing o
of himself, when he turned corner ant
came full on Miss Hastings.
isn't this yours ?'' said she, handing
him the card he had dropped.
1T is," he said, and flushed at tn
cruelty. He was hnrrying on, but sh
stopped him again.
ale didn't see it. l picked it up an
kept it. l saw through the whole thing
[ never pitied any one so much in m
life. You must have felt awfully.-
Come and see me at the De Vries'."
He was so overcome at the sudde
, revulsion, that he took her hand an
kissed it. right in the street. Nobod
noticed it. except very small girl o
the other side, who said, ''Oh, my
and crossed over to get better view
: further proceedings
, OF course, he had to apologize for tt
, rudeness, and explain all about it {
once. They walked slowly up the street
and just as they reached little EN-
nence, the leaden sky broke into gre'
riffs before them in the west, and floc
of light glowed on the far off, snowy hill
+ and threw a crimson veil over all the SIX
: "How beautiful the view is y said sh
..Yes," said he, looking right in her fac
f ..What lovely flush the sunset throw
on it,
q What else he said IS not recorde
> But Bob said that when he came IN tn
night .he was SO happy that if you hi
) stood him on his head he'd have walk
off without knowing it.
e A Danbury poet named Button h
d Just written poem. The first line read
N Il am sitting alone on islet. Pret
good for Button.
% A constant dropping will wear out
.ool- L oara drnnninn yaur adYertls