American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1874-12-05

between us; at least if he was so LOADED
with a weight of silly, stupid, mistaken
pride that he could not leap the barrier
Seriously, Guy" Capt. Aymer wen
on, take my advice and speak. Heth
erington is a gentleman, and won't sus
pect you of unworthy motives, and In
quite sure that the girl won't. As 70
money you have your professionsto hell
you"
No, Aymer. 1t was foolish of me t,
come to the neighborhood at all, anC
doubly, trebly foolish to come here.
dare not speak, and all l can do to repai
and leave her, bless her darling littl'
face" he said, very slowly and softly
and then he rose to his feet Il shall
forget it all some day. l shall forget it
| tell youl" he cried; and there was sucl
passionate energy in his voice that hi
companion looked at him with surprise
There, Aymer, give me cigar; VIII,
shouldn't a man smoker"
Capt. Aymer produced a cigar case
and Guy lit a cigar; and linking his arm
| in his friends they strolled of across the
lawn.
Guy loved me, as Lad felt quite Ger
tain that he did; but the pleasure which
hearing this gave me vanished when
thought of his resolution of silence i
was worse than not being loved at all
But what could I do except be very
miserable? I searched in vain for {
little crumb of comfort, but it was not t.
be found in the summer-hOuse; SO | re
turned to the hall, determined to go ant
look at Sir Harry, my usual comforter
| and see if l could not draw some con
solation out of him. l entered the Ions
gallery, and was rather surprised to see
Guy there standing at his easel before
the picture.
| He turned on hearing my footstrp and
taking the picture at which he was work
| ing from its resting-place leaned il
| against the wall, showing me Sir Harry
nearly finished. was just on the point
of forgetting myself and saying: :"
hope you are not really going" or some
thing of that sort, only l remembered
| Just in time that to do SO would have
been to betray that 1 had overheard the
conversation; SO l duly admired the
copy, which was really worthy of ad
miration.
May 1 see that picture, please, Mr.
wreys" 1 asked presently pointing to
the one he had put down, for he had re
moved it hastily, as if he did not wish
me to see it, SO naturally wanted to
very much.
ats nothing; it's a sketch only for
You see, Miss Helherington, I have not
given you a full length of Sir Harry, as
it would have made the picture larger
than thought you would care about"
Yes, I see, thank you; it is q very
nice size now. Is that a copy from any
thing heres" I inquired; for 1 was de
termined to see it and Guy appeared
determined that l should not.
mo; an unfinished sketch-a simple
study have omitted the background
| you will notice, as supposed 1t was only
the face you wanted, Miss Hethering-
| ton," Guy continued.
"It's beautiful! can't tell you no "
pleased am with it. But please do let
me see. that. Mr.. Wrey."
There was no escape for him; so
very unwilllngly, he placed it on the
| easel.
recognized the subject at once. II
represented scene from Tennyson's
Maud, she and her lover meeting, when
1.-The sunset burn'd
On the blossom'd gable ends
At the head of the village street.
q wonder how many times I've read il
been so reluctant to let me see it was be
cause the two figures were exact por
traitures of himself and me.
| Idon't think that he was very comfort
| able as stood gazing at it for long
| time.
"What is it calleds" / asked at length
OF course Guy knew that l must have
recognized the likenesses, and perhaps he
took courage from my not being dis
pleased; at any rate his resolution of moi
letting me guess anything vanished as he
quoted the lines which his picture Illus
trated. There was a look in his eyes
which made my heart beat quickly a.
he said, very softly:
s..If Maud were all that she seemd
And her smiles were all that dream'd,
Then the world were not 80 bitter
But q emile could make II sweet.
He turned his face from me as he
preston of suffering upon it which
could not bear should remain.
As well brought-up young lady, il
was without doubt my duty to say, " It's
sweetly pretty, I'm surew or, ~ can't
think how you do it!'' or else to make a
remark about the weather and go on my
way; but did neither because / loved
Guy and he loved me, and l did not want
us both to be unhappy and miserable
So put my hand on his arm and wher
he turned to me looked him straight il
| the eyes and said,
Isn't there something in the poem &
little farther on about a mans OWL
stu pid pride'?"
|
heighten as he looked down on me il
Guys arms and seemed to encourage mt
to tell Guy what he wanted SO much tt
| know.
| My cousin Tom, who is at school a
Manchester, says that if any boy ha:
been doing wrong and no one else car
find out who it is, they tell the mathe
NAUTICAL master, who is SO wonderfully
clever that he simply puts down on
scrap of paper, Let F." works out
little sum in algebra II think it is), an,
in two minutes the culprit comes Out il
the answer" Uncle Edward seems tt
find things out in an equally extraordi
nary manner without having recourse tt
~" which 1 always supposed had some
thing to do with beer. l thought | hat
better tell him everything at once, so
went to his study as soon as luncheon
was over
What is it, my little girl?" he in
quired. rarely entered his special for
tress, SO he knew that l had somethin,
to say.
Il want to be married, please, Uncl
Edward" l answered, looking down yer,
modestly, but still glIn1psing at his face
1t went very grave.
"Have you heard from Lord Char
teris?" he asked.
mo, Uncle Edward, it is not he. It
Guy-Guy Wrey!" and then l told hin
all about it quite from the beginning
I'm sure I'm not in the habit of crying
but had commenced during the morn
ing with Guy in the picture gallery an
finished up now on Uncle Edward
shoulder. He took it beautifully, an
ing in the way of my happiness if l wa
, | unite sure ahOut heiny fond of Guv. an