The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-06-06

But have 8 eonie Jon Is make la
said. Yau won't bc angr,
Certainly net How could n
Promise
promise.
lt is something sou ought to know De.
fore I become your wife Perhaps per.
haps perhaps -it may mako you change
yonr mind
SHE bid her face on nay bosom again.
Nothing con make me change my mind
Not if tcll you, and She spoke 10 a
voice SO low could hardly hear her, that
was III love before
! started. Her hesitation, her whole
manner sent sudden chill through mc.
Was il but tbe ashes Of heart, then, that
/ had w9us
Nou promised, She said hnrridb, not to
be angry, And il may make a difference
if | tell you Il was a long time ago,
All cried, forcing q smile, but no
words can describe my torture.
But bul She resumed, kept on low
Ing him, Nay' don't start forgive me
II was a sort Of youthful dream, SOU see.
lie was my ideal Of everything great aud
uoble-my Bayard, my Sidney, my Sir
Lancelot
| WINGED more and more What was
the rack to this
But, darliug-sho had never stopped,
but went on hulidly-it is YOU love
now--remember That Only | must tell
you all, worshipped my youthful fancy
till the day on the Campagua. And now
] have something to return 10 him-not
exactly a love token, but what | have
keptas a memento-
And you wish me to write to him, aud
send this-memcnto? interrupted curtly
and quite Withdrawing from her. |
came very near saying, Never,
If YOU please, She answered, demurely,
rising and couriesyiug. AS she spoke she
drew from her pocket a small, faded bit
of paper, that had apparently been torn
from a memorandum book, aud a thin,
worn, gold pencil case.
For an instant was dumb with amaze
ment looked at the pencil case, and
then at her merry face, which was now
ripping all over with fun. Like flash
every thing came back to me; the wild
wooded hills; the stone farm house; the
lush grasses; the water crosses. | saw
the shy, bashful child, with her milk
pitcher. | recognized the face, too, at
last, In the one before me2 How could y
fail to recognize it before? said to my
self, half angrily. All my jealousy was
gone in an instant. For il was who had
been her ideal through all these years; il
was Iwho had been her Bayard, her Sid
ney, her Lancelot.
! gazed like one transiixed, stammer-
ing:
And you arc
Bashful Boots, with another courtesy.
and so roguish look, or Bathiul Bootn,
as believe I said in those days.
Then she told me how II all came about.
She had given my memorandum to her
uncle, who began Immediately to look for
ore and was happily rewarded by finding
a vein. He was soon a rich man.
We all shared in the good fortune, said
my mistress My cousin aud were sent
to the Morayian school at Bethlehem, and
my uncle's two sons went to college. We
often thought and spoke Of you as our
benefactor, she said Nesting close to me,
and even inquired after you in the city,
but found you had gone abroad.
Three years ago, continued she, terri
BILE calamity beiell us. My uncle's health
failed and he was ordered TO New Orleans
for the winter. The family all went, ex-
cept myself, for remained at Bethle-
hem in order TO perfect myself in my
studies There was an explosion--she
shuddered all ovcr--you may have heard
Of it-and they were all lost--father,
mother sons and daughter.
1t was in that way, she resumed, after
a while, that | came by the name Of Won
berg. II was my uncle's Che was my
mothers brothe), and was TO take it,
with the property, til married; for my
uncle, strange to say, as If by present.
ment, had made will for this very con-
contingency.
That is why / never recognized you,
aid !, The name threw me ofthc tracks
completely.
That won't do sir for recognized you
at once. knew you the first day, when
saw you at st. Peters. But a woman
ia always the most faithful.
Prince Borgia left that morning for an
indefinite period, as was given out. His
sudden flight confirmed our belief that be
had hired a bravo to assassinate me-
Some one is looking over my shoulder
as write. n IS q shame to tell all that
nonsense about your wife, she says, Peo-
pie will say ! made love To you.
But answered with n kiss, which
brings bushes to her cheek, tor though
she has been married for Six years, she Is
still ny Bashfnl Boots
A Grand fnycption--Thr Ethiop Kat.o-
mined,