Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1874-10-09

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of the bridge, and surveying the sceuo,,
with glance of calm disapproyal.
1t Is not even pretty Helen replied
butt wanted to come She was looking
very intently at the railroad track-a plea
SAINT object for contemplation, as any lover
of beauty will admit.
Suppose, then, that we go home, mildly
suggested Mr.. Hastings, offering her his
arm.
Wait Il momeut-the train is coming
answered she, as the shrek of the locomo-
tive was heard. The train came-slacked
almost to an absolute stoppage-Helen's
eyes watched il the while very eagerly-but
no Tom took advantage of the delay to
spring upon the platform. Had he chang.
ed his mind and returned to the farm
house Z? 1t was not likely in his present
state of feeling he would not court meet
ing with Mr.. Hastings. Helen felt-she
knew not why--a vague consciousness of
anxiety.
Ralph tuning suddenly toward her
lover, i want to go up into the valley-it
will not be dark for more than two hours
yet; will you go?'
Wait till tomorrow, he answered, mind
full of his tight boots, and in no mood for
rock-climbing. You are pale, Helen--yes,
and actually shiyerins, too. This air is fe-
Yer and agueish, wrapping her shawl more
closely about her as lie spoke. Come, let
us get home as soon as possible
Il will not mean can not = Helen
replied, excitedly. 'You must go with me,
Ralph l am afraid something has hap
pened to T-Mr. Ford
who is Mr.. Ford ? asked he, with a
look which was by no means lover like.
He is gentleman who has been board
ing at Mrs. Kidder's this summer, replied
Helen, the colo- rushing over her face in
spite of her efforts 10 appear Indifferent.
He was to return to the city this after
noon, taking the train here, and he has
failed to do so, and
sees it - Mr.. Hastings interrupted, half
iestingly, half angrily. Don't be go fool
ish my darling, he went on it is not very
complimentary to me your fretting about
this fellow the first evening Of our meeting.
We will 60 back nov, and ii he is not at
the house, somebody shall be sent in search
of him, promise YOU
1t may be too late them said Helen.
You must come with me, Ralph taking
his hand.
4 will do nothing of the kind = answer
ed the irate lover; and if you go it will be
in disobedience to my express commands ;
Mr.. Hastings looked really imposing in his
wrath.
when was l ever known to obey you
or any one less p retorted Helen, with
flashing eyes. Il would 90 now if'-trying
to say something tragic, but failing-'if |
were certain that should lose my way and
be compelled to stay out all night in the
cold And shaking off his OBTAINING grasp
she was gone in moment.
i suppose that every woman must be
either a simpleton or a vixen, philosophi.
cally observed Mr.. Hastings, rs lie wended
his solitary way homeward; but such an
exhibition of temper and wiliulness on He
lens part was really very unpleasant
The walk was a long one, and night was
falling when Helen reached the entrance of
the valley. She and Tom had explored it
together frequently but now, in the sha-
dowy twilight, it looked so wild and for
bidding, that she shrauk back involuntari-
ly. Would it not be worse than folly to
risk her life among its rocks and chasms,
because of mere nervous fancy. As she
stood irresolute-feeling her courage fast
ebbing, faint cry seemed to fall upon her
ear She listened eagerly. Did some one
call Helen or was it only her imagina-
nation? 1t was like Toms voice. she
said tn herself. with shiver, 'only go faint