The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1873-07-23
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had proved utterly false. Yet Sun
day School--it was Presbyterian in
its belief, and SO it did not care for
sprinkling-had determinedly shut its
eyes to the thretening looks of the sky,
aud gone on a picnic thirty miles from
home. But the heavy drops of rain,
which fell about the middle ofthc day,
drove them from their original place
of destination, the famous Lion Creek
gorge, and sent them on some five
miles more to the pleasant town of
Horwich. The excellent music dis
coursed by the band which accompan-
led the excursionists, as we'll as the
inherent curiosity Of man to look up
on strangers, attracted many Of the
residents of Horwich "down to the
grove" where the picnickers were.
Jack Haviland was one of the many
who could not resist the temptation
Jack and his friend Marion. Down
they went to the grove with one UNI
brella between them.
Can anyone hope to describe the
feelings of lonesome young man who
wanders through bevy Of young
girls, any one and every one Of whom
he desires to know, yet none of whom
he can knew? Jack was overaowing
with that unexpressible feeling. And
who can blame him, or who would ex-
pect him to feel otherwise He had
been shut un for six long months,
poring over parsons on Contracts"-
a book so suggestive of love dreams
-"Ksnt's Commentaries" "Law
Glossary" and "Tomlin's Law Die
tionary." Can any one censure Jack
for feeling longing desire for lit
tie human sympathy and human con-
tact? [? He listlessly leaned against pine
tree and looked around him.
Just then two young ladies came in
to the field Of his vision. One Jack
knew, the other was q stranger, and
the other was the one Jack immedi-
ately began to admire. She was oi
medium height, dressed Simply YET
tastily; white Garibaldi waist
believe Jack found out afterward that
was the name of it-belted in by a
broad ribbon, a dark skirt, over
which was looped another striped
black and white, and out from under
which peeped two pretty feet, encased
in thick but neat boots: a classical
head, with great mass of hair, twist.
ed into a grand coil behind, but not
so firmly but that stray little curlf
had managed to creep out here and
there to give themselves an airing as
the wind futtered around her face
and it was such a sweet, comely face
withal, that Jack most heartily envieC
the wind; and, crowning all, was {
tasteful bit of head.gear such rs il
worn nowadays.
Jack stood under the pine tree an(
lost his heart But he might as wei
have lost it to the will-o- -the-wisp, o.
some other fearful deception, for wha
possibility was there of his ever get
ting acquainted with his suddenly SO
up divinity, much less cf-well. Jacl
hadn't as yet clearly defined 1T in hi
own mind.
Just then it began to rain. Jaol
had his friends umbrella. 1t woulC
not do to let her 60 wet, so withou
a word Jack opened the umbrella
stalked over to where she was, ant
held it over her. He did it in sucl
an honest, earnest way, she could no
take offence. She looked up into hi
face and smiled. Jack smiled. Sh
laughed low, ripping laugh, Jack
Historically short one.
"It's too bad it rains," said she
with the accent on the "to bad" jus
as girls always speak.
81 don't know" blundered Jack il
reply.
She looked at him curiously an,
said, 'Well," in a self.interrogator
way, as though she might have said
"What sort of an oddity are you ?
then laughed again.
With that Jack also laughed, an
came to himself. Fhen he began {
talk, and they got on grandly
The rain not ceasing, Jack Wake
home with her, for he found out tina
; she lived in town. When they ha
arrived at her door and she thanke
him for the use Of the umbrella, c
rather the use of himself and the un
brella, Jack knew he ought to 60
? but-every young man knows how
is-he wasn't quite ready.
"My name," stammered he, ''
Jack-Jack Haviland."
"And mine is Clio Stanley"
"And-and I'm studying law hel
in town."
"And am stopping here for Il
summer with papa. / should be hal
py to receive a call from you"
Then Jack vent home.
The next day Jack thought it a
over. The one moment he call'