Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1874-11-07

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eyelids, Cousin Rhoda said, In Z
hushed voice: ..' utaI ..NuBa
"Go away now, both Of you
When she comes to she will want
to see no face but her mothers. Hi.
ram Gardner, if your pride has
killed our child, may God forgive
your a.. 4..a .lt,.,n B.
We went out of the bach. door
and followed the little fopt-psth
that led to the orchard, till We stood
under the tree where the harvest
apples were fast crimsoning. Oons-
in Hiram's face was very grave. IN
"Winifred," !" he said, ~ wonder il
the sign from Heaven was ssnt to
mo long ago, and nv blind eyes did
not see itf This is toe much like
the voice out of the thunder cloud. -
I passed round to the other side
Of the tree, apparently looking tor
fallen fruit, and waited for him 10
follow me, which he did presently.
a"Look there, Cousin Hiram n I
said, tremblingly, while my face
flushed. "Look therew ''r"
"Look where I" he asked. ~ do
not see any thing" II. aa.pH5m
i took long stick from tho
ground and pointed to q great Grim.
son apple that swung from the near.
est bough, yet far above our heads.
There, in letters of pale green upon
auruby ground, were the words,
"Willard"-"Hope." .j>aiHop ,d
He started violently. my God 1!
Winifred, what does that mean in-
And tho mans lips were white as
ashes. H -I al.H 3nspia.
sIt MEANS" i answered, perhaps
with lips as colorless as his, for the
very depths of my being were now
stirred-''it means that if Willard
is alive he belongs to Hope, and you
have noright to keep them apart
For full five minutes he stood be.
side me with his face buried in his
hands. Then he looked up, with q
faint smile playing about his resolute
lips. ,olr sI,.,.,,.tt o,Ii. .ar3 ,,
"There is some hocus- -pocus about
this, Winifred. We don't have mir.
aoles in the nineteenth century.
However, accept the omen. 1 am
going over to Mr.. Remington's to
ask if Willard was on the train, or
if he has been heard from. Don't
touch that apple" ..u ., ..o
An hour afterward Cousin Hiram
came home, and walked straight,
through the sitting-room into the
bedroom where Hope still lay with
closed eyes, speechless, motionless-
a white statue that scarcely breath.
ed. He bent down and kissed her
lips. '''' '.' '''' ~ '"' '.'.'
:" 1 have been over to Mr.. Rem.
Hope," he said. '"Willsrd
has just telegraphed. He was not
on the train. Open your eyes, my
child, and look at me. I want you
to send this apple to Willard, ana It
tell him it means that you belong d
to- him, and he to you" 4 hDo19
She just kissed him; that was all.
Three years afterward I went up
TO Highland to meet Hope, who B
was home on q visit. We were all
out under the spreading apple,tree. /.
"Now. tell US all about it, Winifred,"
said Cousin Hiram. ~ know you Z
can explain the mystery of that ap'
pie if you chooses" sa, .-Ia43ousu
"No," answered, laughing, Hthat
would spoil all the romance. But
# You ever ever want a miracle perform.
ID in behalf Of your little grand.
daughter here, all you have to do is
TO give me a sharp pair Of scissors,
,ome tissue paper, and q few drops "
If mucilage." ..' '',' ...'I ... ...', ."
1'One thing more, r I reckon" add.
I'd Cousin Hiram. SIN my opinion
you would need a halE-ripe harvest
,pple." ''.' .'''''- .'.''''4', 81 '''.-...