Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1875-10-08

no schoolmaster can turn me out of
school,"
Mr.. Mum arose, walked to the ward
robe and took down the coquettish hat
and sacque and porasol, carefully dcpos-
tied the books in neat strap, and hand
ed them to her
"Put on your things, Miss Raynor,"
he said, ''and allow me to open the door
for you, unless, indeed, you prefer to
apologize and behave henceforth in a
manner that shall not disgrace the school
and yourself"
"Apologize," said Violet, who began
to tremble, rejecting on the questions
that would be asked at home. II Ger
tainly shall do no such thing. You'll
apologize to me before long"
Then she put on her hat and walked
slowly to the door,
The whole school followed her with its
many eyes, and she was conscious of a
signal defeat.
What could she do, she asked herself,
to turn the table on this conqueror of
hers, and at least set the school laughing
at him before she opened the door
She had not much chance.
She was very near it, and there was
he, polite and calm as possible, with his
hand on the latch.
Her black eyes danced about her.
Near her was a shelf.
On the shelf stood what Violet sup
posed to be an ink bottle.
To toss the contents in the teacher S
face was not a very elegant piece Of re-
venge, but it would make him look fun
ny and cause a shout.
She caught it in her hands.
''Tll set you copy before go, as
we'll as bad example, girls" she cried (;
and then the contents were dashed in
the teachers face.
Alas
The result was not laugh--it was a
scream of terror as the young man rolled
in horrible agony upon the floor
Mr. Mum taught class of chemistry
in the school-room on Saturday after
moons, and this shelf was devoted to the
articles needful for the study.
1t was a bottle Of some terrible acid
which Violet Raynor had taken in her
hand, and she had flung it into poor
Henry Munn's blue eyes.
She was beside him on her knees now,
crying and praying, and vowing her ig-
norance of the contents of the jar; and
he, amidst her agony, found voice to as
sure her that be believed her, before he
lost all consciousness.
Eight weeks after this, q young man
lay upon the pillows of the spare room
in Colonel Raynor's house.
He was thin and worn, and there was
an indelible scar on his forehead, and
one of his blue eyes closed forever; but
matters were better than had been hoped
for long time, for he had been expect
ed to be utterly blind.
Beside him sat a young girl.
1t was Violet Raynor.
She was also little worn, and her
whole manner seemed altered.
She had been reading to him.
Now, in the twilight, she put the
book down and looked at him with tears
in her eyes.
"Mr. Num-" she said, II have want
cd to say something to you long while
but | feared to agitate you. Now you
are 50 much better must say it. III
could live over that old school time,
would be so very Differentiated, |
would. am so ashamed of all that
And as for this that have done to you,
shall never forgive myself all my live
shall never be happy for an hour. l
never am"
"Miss Violet" said Henry, 81 beg
you will not reproach yourself SO much.
You only meant to tease me, not to hurt
me, and then | shall not be blind /
have been thanking God for that all day,
that shall not be blind"
She burst into tears.
"You patient angel" she said. "But
you'll hate me always, | know. de-
serve that"
"IIate you y he said
Then he paused.
II shall never forget my gentle
nurse" he said "the kind girl who has
never forgotten me all these weeks"
lie took her hand.
eff / could do you some great good, 3"
she said something to compensate for
the harm | have done-but there is
nothing"
There is something" he said, then
sighed.
There might be something"
Then she blushed rosy rcd, and knelt
down beside him.
"Will you kiss me, Violent?' he
asked
She kissed him once on his lips, and
once on the red scar on his forehead.
Then Mrs Raynor came in with his
tea and toast.
But Violet went to sleep happy that
night, and Henry had such dream that
he thought he must be dead and in
heaven.
And in the Spring the two were mar
ried.
Violent Raynor was her fathers only
daughter, and could do as she pleased
with him /; and he did not wait TO die
before be made her rich.
Wild now?
Oh, dear no.
The sweetest, most lady-like little
woman aud the two are as utterly
] happy a. m0rtals may be.