The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1874-02-26

said 10 him yesterday. 10 the heart
Of her heart shc resolved that II Nor
ton loved her she would nAsry him
in the face Of her fathers displessure.
She had never ebellsd againat tho
iron rule, hut she felt hereelf full Of
power and full Of endurance. Shs
could 90 OF into the wilderness with
Morton, they would build them .
cabin, with chinking and daubing,
with pnncheon Roor and stick Chin
ney, they would sleep, like other
poor settlers, on beds Of dry leaves,
and they would suhsisf upon the food
whick Morton's uncrring rife wsaild
bring them from the forest. These
were the humble cabin castles she
was building. All girls weave .
tapestry Of the future; On Patty's
the kaight wore buckslin clothes
and wolf-akin cap, and brought
home, not the shields o. spoils Of the
enemy, hut saddles II vcwiem and
luscious bits of bear-,neat to . lady
in linscy or cheap cotton who looked
out Of no balcony, but . cabin vim
dow, and who smoked her eyes with
hanging pots upon crane in = great
fre- place. ] know il sounds old
fashioned aud sentimental in me to
say so, aud yet how can it matter to
. heart ike Patty's what may he the
scenery on tho tapestry Il love be
the warp and faith the woof1
Morton on his part was ct the same
time endeavorirg to plan his own
and Patiy's partnership future, but
he drew q more cheerful picture than
she did, for he had no longer any
reason to fear Captain Lumsden's
displcasure. He was at the moment
going to meet the Captain, walking
down the foot path through the
woods, kicking the dry beech leaves
into pillows before him and singing
. Scotch love.song of Burns which
he had learned from his mother.
He planned one future, she another;
and in after years they might have
laughed to think how far wrong were
both guesses. The path which Nor
ton followed led by the spring house,
and Patty, standing u, the stones
inside, caught the sound Of his 6ne
baritone voice as he approached,
singing tender words that made her
heart stand still:
'Ghasst nor bagie shalt shou fear;
Thou'rt 20 love and heaven aae desr.
Nocht Of Ill shall come thee near,
My bonnie dearie.'
And as he came right by the
spring house, he sang, now in = low
er tono lest he should be heard 1t
the house, but still more earnestly, |
and so audibly that the listening Pat.
ty could hear every word, the last
stanza: si1{9
Fair aud lovely as thon art,
Thou hast stown my very heart;
Team die--bnt cannot part.
My bonnie denrier
And even AS she listened to the
last lnr, Norton had discovered that
the spring house door was ajar, and
turned, shading his eyes, 10 see il
perchancc Patty might not he with
in. He saw her ssnd reached out his
hand, greeting her warmly; but his
eyes yrt unaccustomed 10 the i'm
pcrfcc' light did not see how full of
bushes WAS her face--for she feared
that be might guess all that she had
just been dreaming. But she was
resolved at any rate to show him
more kindness than she would have
shown had it not been for the dis
pleasure which she supposed her
father had manifested. And so she |
covered the last crock and came and
stood by him at the door Of the
spring house, and he talked right on
In the tender strain OF his song And
she did not protest, but answered
back timidly and almost rs warmly,
And that il how little negro Bob
at last found Patty at the spring |
house and found Morton with her.
"Law's sake! Miss Patty, done
look fur yc mos cverywhah. Yer
paw wants ye." And with that Bob
rolled the whites Of his eyes up,
parted his black lips into = broad
grin, and looked at Morton know
jnrly,