Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1874-03-05

The quick answer was, 81 should b
quite content to do all the rowing, Mag
$ gle, if 1 might always have you in my
boat"
Marguerite could here his quick
breath, coHld feel his heart beating
strong, felt a miserable sense that she
must hurt the heart that loved her
Words would not come; al she thought
of seemed too harsh. Looking up al
last, with a senseless instinct of look.
ing for way Of escape she met his
eyes. She felt as If she were putting
them out when she said slowly:
| "No, Charlie, that would not be fair,
and we could never row together"
| The poor fellow dropped his oars,
and covered his face with that strange
instinct which we all possess of hiding
the expression of pain on the face from
levery one. They drifted few mo-
ments in silence then Marguerite said,
gently: -, II -
aYou can row very well without me.
Charlie; take-up the oare." 4vs= a.
81 cant, he said, hoarsely; and then
bending forward to see her face in the
darkness, he began to pour out the heart
| full of love which not even his pride
could keep back. ~
She shrank from him crying, "Don't,
don't! Why, w;ll you torture us both
for no good?''
| "Both ?'' he repeated eagerly.
EYES," she said, @for love you so
we'll he grasped her hand, which
she drew away quickly, looking at him
steadily the while and repeating, 81
love you so well thai it almost breaks
lmy heart to have You expect more Of
me than can give, or be disappointed
in my heart" ~.
"You said," he murmured, "that-
that you loved me-"
81 do, but not enough" she said.
He took up the oars and rowed with
desperate rapidity. When he helped
her from the boat he felt her hand trem-
Bile and held it tight, while he asked,
aNo repeal?'
"No repeal" she said.
The boat darted from the shore, and
Marguerite watched him in it half the
night, but with her light out, lest he
should see it.
Seeing her white face in the glass next
morning, she smiled sadly,"I guess he
win get over it first, after ALL" and wip-
ping away few hot tears with the face
towel, signing, 81 have lost my dearest
friend" 5
Poor bird, trying to fly with bro
ken wing! She was wounded, but not
conquered. She could not give up all
to her love, and her love would not give
up all to her, and so there was nothing
to do but to get over it, as she said to
herself, with great show of bravery.
y
Five years passed, and Marguerite
Carpenter began to confess that getting
over it was hard work. The dead
friendship showed signs of resurrec-
ton in more glorious form; but Char
lie was not there. Her home had been
in Florida since her mothers death,
where her father had large orange
groves. He never could get her to
wear the flowers in her hair; she said
it made her sick; so it did-at heart.
When she took the fever her father was
anxious, but she only said, 81 shall get
over it." One day lie came in, looking
very happy; and shouted at her, "Good
news my dear; real providence. 1
met DR.. Underwood on my way to Au-
gusta; he has come right here, and will
have you about in no time; he has had
great luck, he tells me, in such cases.
His coming has saved us the week it
would take to get some one from Angus
ta. Shall bring him right up?"
"Oh, no, don't" she replied, tremb-
ling. can't see him. I'd rather wait
till you go to Augusta. Pm not very
sick. Please don't bring him here"
.'Well!" !" interrupted her father, testi-
ly, "what ridiculous talk is this? Not
see him? What's got into my sensible
girls head? Yon needn't be afraid of a
young doctor, for he looks old enough.
Don't let me hear another word; shall
bring him right up"
She tried to smooth her thin air with
her weak fingers, caught sight of her
sallow face in the glass, and hid it on
the pillow. She heard footsteps on the
stairs and her fathers voice, saying,
''The first door to the right; go in.
There's man waiting for me, so you
must get on alone; you will find her
rather nervous, but suppose you ex-
pect that" Hh-
He stopped moment outside the door
as if lie were waiting for her to get a
steady voice, with which to say Come
in,' which she did not get after all. He
went in, bowing gravely, and after one
glance at her stood silent, compressing
his pale lips and looking away. He sat
down when she invited him to, and
said gravely;-T could not avoid hear
ing your objections to my presence, and
could not have intruded if had not
felt that must save you long sick
ness, which, by curing at once, hope
to do. II your objection arose from a
fear that would take advantage of this
opportunity to press upon You again
my rejected love, can remove it by
assuring you that l will not annoy you
by single word, nor, if possible, by a
look. l feel it cruel" he added with
painful flush, "to intrude myself upon
you in the intimate, capacity of phys
clan, but" he walked to the window
for moment, and then turned, saying
with professional air, "Your hand
your pulse, I mean, if you please"
She put out her hand, and its thin fin
gers elasped his in burning grasp and
drew him to the bedside.
81 love you," she said.
Enough, Maggie?"
Enough" she said.
Old Colonel s., one of the
State Senators of Minnesota, tells this
on himself:
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