Daily Kennebec journal., 1874-10-24

near me Don't speak to me. never
want to see you again and clinging
tightly 10 Joe, She whispered, Don't leave
me, Joe; you are so brave and good, and
he is such coward! Take me home,
yourself, please !" and she hid her burning
face on his shoulder.
How Joe's heart thrilled then. 1t was
the proudest moment of his life. Pretty.
proud. scornful Dolly, lying sobbing in
his arms, and clinging helplessly to him
for assistance, while her rich and insolent
lover was sent off in scorn and derision.
As he supported her tenderly back to the
boat he could hardly believe it was real,
and yet he was happier than any prince;
But the course of true love never yet did
run smooth When he met Dolly the next
morning, her face flushed rosy red, and
instead of the reception he hoped for, she
hastily turned away. and he scarcely saw
her again the whole day. So all his bright
hopes sank to zero again. Whenever they
met she seemed constrained and i'll atease
and oftentimes was quite cool to him.
Poor fellow; he did not understand the
mysteries of a young girls heart. lie
thought she was displeased with him Tor
having been so bold with her that night
when she was so frightened, and that she
was mourning for the rich lover she had
lost. So convinced was he OF this, that he
became more detected and unhappy than
ever, and fully confirmed in his determin-
alton to 90 West.
One night he was leaning against the
rail of the boat, feeling especially sad and
gloomy. They would be at the village IN
the morning, and then Dolly would leave
oIal
her again. All the bright hopes and Wis
ions, that almost unacknowledged to him
self he had cherished so long, must be
given up. As the thought of toilng on
day after day without ever seeing that
dear, bright face, or any hope OF winning
her love, surged in upon his heart, invol-
UNFAIRLY deep sigh escaped from his bo-
som, and he bowed his face into his hands.
He was aroused by the touch OF little
soft hand on his shoulder, and sweet
voice, thrilling him through and through,
said:
Dear Joe, what is the matter? You
are going away, and yet you are unhappy
Tell me what il is. wont you? What has
displeased you?"
"Nothing," said Joe.
There must be something continued
among strangers who don't know You or
care for you"
"Do YOU care whether go or not p he
asked, looking up eagerly.
s.Of course care" she answered blush
ing. ''Havn't we grown up together, and
didn't you save me from those robbers ?"
"Oh. is that all P" he said, disappointed.
"Why, what would you have ?' she
c.lvoJ S.a,;nnr ~, into b;c f,na will, an in
nocent expression. That dear, bright face
with an innocent expression. That dear,
bright face was so near; her voice was so
soft and sweet; her eyes so tender; her
warm, fragrant breath was on his cheek !;
and Joe-was it a wonder ?"--Joe forgot
himself
II would have you?" he cried, passion
ately. dolly, love You better than life
better than any thing else in The world
know that am not worthy-that you do
not care for me. And yet could not bear
to see you belong to any one else. And
yet could not bear to see you belong to
any one else And so am going away
where shall never see you again
There was moments pause, and then
with her sweet voice all in a tremble, Dol
ly asked:
ID tLat tuS oHiy lN"soh iOi gooA Eo-
ing?"
''Yes!" he answered, sadly. Isn't it
enough?"
NO" she replied, hiding her blushing
face in her hands, "for Dolly wants you
to stay and-and love her."
The great gush of happiness that flowed
in upon Joe's guieless heart with those
words we will not attempt to describe.
Suffice 1t to say that he staid
When the frost came, and the Mary
Ann was laid up for the winter, there was
a joyous wedding at the village church;
and amidst music and flowers, and the
merry chime of bells, Joe and Dolly were
made one; and as he proudly bore his
blushing bride away, followed by the good
wishes OF all the town. and perfect
shower Of old shoes, he thought himself the
luckiest. happiest fellow in all the land,
and. strange to say. although the honey
moon has long been over. he still contin-
ues in the same belief-Hayper'S Weekly