The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1874-09-24
THOSE Two HEARTS.

Yes, it certainly was the door-bell.
"De.liverance |" said Miss Phrygia,
"and I've Just taken the comb out Of
my back hair p
In emergencies of this kind Miss
Phrygia had way of drawing back the
tidy chintz curtain just far enough to
peer through and see whether it would
do to run down "jnst rs she was" If
it would do, down she ran, and If it
wouldn't, she called softly through her
window Immediately y and then
flashed through her preparations with
a speed, truly miraculous, for Miss
Phrygia had love Of promptitude that
covered the whole superficial stratum OF
her nature, and "lmmediately !" was
so favolite an expression of this quality,
that if she had been asked graciously
to set a time for her own execution,
those who knew her best would have
expected it as the natural and unhesi-
tating reply.
But this time, as tho chinlz curtain
revealed pony phaeton ut the gate,
and on the doorstep slight, maidenly
figure, sweet young face, and mist
of golden hair, she only said Dear
heart" and laying the comb on the
dressing table, she gllded down stars
her own locks falling INTO an uhaula,
tion OF chestnut rings, that might wen
have been the envy of goddess In her
own namesake land. :, .
$50 glad you are at home" said a
voice from llnder The golden mist.
I've just brought you my little book'
I've kept the last page Tor yo1" you aI-
ways have everything so nice. any
trihe, light as air, you know, WI 90.
1t was one of those blessed ola towns
rare to find il these days, where tne
lofty and the loWiy kneWanG respec'eu'
loved and took an interest IN, each
o her, and Miss Phrygla, instead OF
waiting for the BOOK, winch inc @ maid
ems OF the place, when ABOUT 10 assume
the duties OF wife and housekeeper'
had fashion OF clrcuiatin8 among
their friends Tor collections Oh ctolc.
receipts, reached iofth ana toos ppI, oa
the slender, gauntleted hands IA a nGi
own. AS she did SO, her rlght tnumI
pressed diamond on the lel' l0reLhBe'
of her visitor, and her lace, SO peam.ne
as she ran down STAIRS s'luaeniy hlei.ot o,
into different EXPRESSION as she galt9
into the hazel eyes cohiroh'lhg iler WILL
yearnlng tenderness pit'lui s, 10 see. IT,,
"Poor thing! she said soi'iy' pour
little thing ,.. ,,;.,
Why, what's the nluT'ei' Ii, h'o' aa
Phrygia? kno| you doh llko en' en-
gagemont rings, but you can ulluel' na
stand that am, and am gong 10 1e'
the hoppiest little woman Ill the woI,u'
Poor little thing = was all M,ss
Phrygia said again, much as you %ouIT u
coo over an untiedged dovelih8 th"' VIII
fall out of the nest.
"And then," with caresslng squeeze
from the slender hands, " m not 90
ing far, you know oniy a s'epuyo'
can see the chimnevs right up thef'
through the trees. You'll come ana see
me often, won't you?
"That's what they say when peopl,
die, but n pretty long step, ] call 1t,
said Miss Phrvgia; "stiNl, it's always
sort of comfort to visit their graves
aUf J. III cO!ue WlJil pIcaSuic.
ooh, Miss Phrygia -! Well, / onl'
wish yon did understand. | Iwish you,
get married Yourself You'd be
hundred times better off; didn't yo
ever feel so in your secret heart"
"Yes," said Miss Phrygla, quletiy
ga great many times"
"Don't You think it would be pleas
anter than living here all alone"
eyes" said Miss Phrygia.
"Then why haven't you tried it ?"
"Thero'i been always just one dif
Gcnlty with every opportunity I've had,
said Miss Phrygia, dropping her eye
thoughtrully-"you can't seem to fine
any way of doing it but by marryingsom
man and that" with little shiver run
ning over her shoulders, "puts it 50 on
Of The question I"
A ripplng laugh, that made tn
golden mist seem like moonlight on tn
lake answered Miss Phrygia.
"Then if you could come across al
ANGEL Won think you would vcnture?'
6Immediately," said Miss Phrygia.
"Well, I'm sorry I'm so fond OF tn
only one in The world that I can't Civ,
him nm to YOU, but it does seem as i
ro,, miobt find something" and will
another little soreeze, the dainty hand
left marble.covered book IN. IN MIS- dis