The Shasta courier., 1872-11-23

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"He has something to do with the opera,
I think said Dolly.
Then Came the shrek of the whistle at
the depot. On thundered the cars.
"All aboard for New York 7 yelled a
voice.
Goodbye, Tom,' said Dolly.
'Good-bye! !! SAID but stared at Mr..
Holly.
You'll be left Tom, said Dolly.
/ hurried away. | found seat |
thrust my head out of the window. Dolly
was walking away on Mr.. Holly's arm, and
his head was very close to hers-very.
I made a..fool of myselfnext day. Iwrote
Dolly an indignant letter. She wrote NE
a spirited answer l demanded an explan-
alton as to how she came to know Holly, in
the next and before any answer came to
this, old Mrs. Brusle walked into our place
with her shopping bag in her hand, one
morning
4 want you to take me to some nice store,
Tom, she said, if you can spare an hour
or SO. I'm going to buy black silk for
Dolly, and she told me to tell you all about
it, as you seemed to be upset
| asked the permission necessary, and
called carriage. Once within it, the old
lady began:
You see, Dolly will need to be dressed
handsomely. She starts next month";"
Starts for where p said l.
"All over, mostly said the cid lady,
'Its all settled, you know, between her and
Mr.. Holly
Settled ? cried I.
yes, said the Old lady. 4 knew you'd
be pleased with the good news. She was
singing in the choir, and he happened to
go there to church, and he asked an intro
duction and got it, and called next day
1t is very sudden, very but she wouldn't
engage herself to him without our consent;
and it's such fine thing, that We can't re-
fuse so we've consented. She I'll feel home
sick, no doubt, away from us but we
mustn't think of that. I try not to; and
then the cid lady put he: handkerchief to
her eyes.
"She told you to tell me p said.
'Ob, yes, said the old lady.
My heart was on fire, my blood was boil
ing but l made no sign.
you stay in the city all night, don't
you% I asked.
She said she would, and gave ME the
number of her stopping place,
After the shopping was over, I went
home and took from my trunk little par
eel Of letters, lock of hair, ribbon
Heaven knows what trashy bits of love
treasure-put them in large business en-
velope, aud walked over to the old lady's
boarding houst with them.
Tell Dolly that sent her that, and wish
her all the happiness that she deserves
said [.
The old lady heard no sarcasm in my
voice.
4 will, Tom,' she said sand do come to
see us soon. Wen be lonely without Dol,
ly.'
So it was over; and the thing that was
most terrible to dream Of had fallen on me,
and l lived. And Dolly wrote no letter,
and made no sign. 1t was as though she
we're dead, aud she was dead to me.
Of course made no confidence, aud I
worked as hard as ever. The work of a
wholesale wooling house does not slackeu
because clerk is crossed in love or Tilted.
Bales and boxes aud bundles went out and
came in all the same; and what did it mat
ter if | looked pale and lost my appetite,
SO that did my figuring and writing and
all the rest of it correctly ?
But one day, as | looked up from box
l had been marking, l saw sight that
made me sick with rage. Holly, and no
one else, with his light side whiskers and
his glossy hat and marvelously square
shoulders. He was talking to my uncle,
and appeared to be on intimate terms with
him. l stood still and stared at him. Iu
few moments he saw me, and putting up
his eye-glass, bowed l made no bow in
return. Then he came across the room.
81 don't think it's mistake, said he.
81 met you al the depot at Hamilton, with
Miss Brusle, 4 remember l said
She's very well, and in little futtar of
course, said he. 4 suppose you've had
letters p
Excuse me, Pm needed elsewhere l
said, and dashed awsy
An hour after my uncle coming across
me, said:
$50 you know Holly, Tom He's not a
bad fellow, though bit ofa puppy. He's
made good deal of money in the theatri-
cal line manager and all that, you know
Married a sort of cousin of my wite's two
years ago, so we're little sociable.'
is he a married man 2 | asked.
'Oh. yes; why not?' said my uncle.
Uncle Harold, said |, you must let me
run up to Hamilton tonight It's a life and
death matter; | must 60
What is the matter, Tom 2 said my
uncle.
4 can't tell you, said I /; but must
go
Then you must said my uncle; but if
it wasn't you, you'd never come back
Don't be longer than you can help, as it is.
If he had but known how long every mo-
nient seemed to me, he might have spared
the warning
| travelled on the night train. and reach
ed the dear little brown cottage when its
windows were golden in the sunrise. The
old lady was getting breakfast. Dolly was
milking the COW; her father at work in
the garden. 1t was sweet picture, and /