American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1875-01-23

woods, in barns and cellars; the pursuel
| hunted him out. Jean could no more
escape from the Selectman than from
destiny. 1t was the Selectman's duty tC
have every child learn to read and write
| Rockybeach was poor, worked hard fol
| a living, but set the school-house on the
hilltop. like a lighthouse tower, an6
proclaimed 10 the world universal educa
ton.
| The course of justice was interrupted
by Victoire, who tripped in, breathless
with excitement.
"a gentleman is coming here" she
| cried.
| He already stood in the door, anG
shaded his eyes with an expression OF
doubt and astonishment. There was 8
sound of surging waters in Abby's ears
| the windows wavered, the great stove
| reeled.
You here, Abby? l thought you hat
married Capt. Crocker." He stepped
forward eagerly, glad recognition in his
smile.
| But she never answered. The school
| marin had tainted. After that there was
holiday. The academy rejoiced. AL
the pupils saw was the meeting of two
sober persons. long separated-a tall
grave man, and a comely, robust woman
with that beauty of true integrity which
outlives time. Not knowing what to
make of it, young Rockybeach trooped
off, with jubilant shouts, to tell the news
Il believed you unfaithful long ago
and now that you had married Capt
Crocker"
Who told your"
Cousin Hopeful heard the news"
"And with Cousin Hopeful's aid you
have thought ill of me all these years, y
said Abby.
GO fIar ha, oil "a
me than any woman living" he replied
This was the way they made it up
walking toward the old familiar gate,
while their hearts sang like the glistening
rivulets in the glad day of reconciliation.
Present happiness enabled them to fold
away the leaf of long separation.
Victoire came down the hill behind
them, swinging her tin luncheon pail.
She met Fred, flushed and elated with
the result of journey to Longport.
go Fred" whispered sixteen to
eighteen, in an awed tone, "they are
loversr'
"Guess not. They are great deal too
DID," replied Fred, with reflective
shake of the head.
Then he took from his pocket ring
purchased at Longport-such splendid
ring, with diamonds and rubies of an as
| founding size-which he slipped on Vic
lOlIe DTOWn HnSeT. Inc lItle maiden
agreed to wear it, growing unaccountably
shy and silent the while.
ROckybeach received an electric shock
The tidings flew from house to house.
Abby Fowler was going to marry Albert
Marshall, who was a Senator, Talk
about Capt. Abraham Croker? He had
never inspired the profound interest that
| this man created. The wooing was short.
"We've lost much time already" said
the sutton, during one of those long con
versations which were so precious and
tender, when the old horse hair sofa be-
came Il throne. Gossip declared there
never was such a man for hurry; he
really gave the lady no time to decide
between t1ounces and pulled trimmings.
Who so proud as Uncle Asa to present
the Senator to his fellow-townspeOple in
the academy? The visitor could make a
speech, believe me, and on this occasion
he talked in a pleasant, easy vein, with
a manly ring to his words.
They were married in the meeting
house, and seldom did Sabbath bring
together such an array of wagons covered
with butfalo-skin, rickety buggies and
ancient carryalls as then crowded the
sheds. The pale dressmaker, Desire,
stood at her door looking wistfully to-
ward sunset out over the sea. Perhaps
she read in the clouds of gold and Grim
son the reward-not of this world-for a
good action. The husband and wife
turned their faces to the Future-the
wide realm. of The West.-Harper's
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