The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1875-02-18
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love. Forgive mo for trying to make
O gee your W mistake
AS il to change the subject, the
rointed with her fan to a humming. bird,
at this moment posing above a cluster
OF h~oneysuckle', aud rising from her
chair, stretched her arm up the dark
vine aud plueked the blossom,
She was n mere bodkin OF q woman,
with a slender throat and little waist.
Her motion WINS exquisite, depending
on n certain poise and balance. She
drew my heart with every step. Her
company seemed half stupeicd as he
watched her. She stopped near him,
fastening the honeysuckle in her dress.
Now that ] saw her face it haunted mo
with u reaemblauco to | know not
whom. Somewhere / had seen it-yet
surely not this face. II might have
heen thet of IN enthusiastic nuo.
Therewa, n holy frc In the'oyes, AID
tho impetuouB mouth was strangely
lyon don't know what you ask ;
what You would ignorantly take on your
shoulders. Marriage would be to you
a CALLING tie--an impossible response.
billty. If ! loved yon I would not
marry Won. 10 is well that | do not. 1t
would be harder for us both. There
should bic the sympatby that outlastq
yonth, and has its roots jn the secret
springs of the mind aud soul" .
'"You don't know what you say, y
said the man springing up aid standing
before her. .ly
"You don't know what it means to
love" He Spauseds as with 0 sudden
fear. . ado VEN ? Isitnot ~"
"Tdon'E know," she said softly.
A Boundin the room startled me 70 q
realization Of my position-eavesdrop'
ping bat the people wero strangers
whom 1 should never see again. The
! sound wnsA from my first acquaintance
in tho hotel after the host-the stout
old laly--uh0 had entered tho room
without my observing her, and fallen
asleep | n't6e chair I had lately loft. or
her chceful rest che was giving audible
evidence. .r.I..
I went to my room with On uncom-
Portable sense OF restles,nesa, pursued
by the remembrance OF that strangely
sweet voice and exquisite motion of the
nameless laay, and her fairy.like figure
came ever between me and the vision OF
my intellectual, plump cousin. "a
sympathy that ou,lasts youth, and has
its roots in the secret springs OF the
mind and SOUL" Itook from my bag n
little pile of letters very precious to me,
and connod them over by the light OF
my small lamp. -,
1t must have been in the small hours
Of the night, or morning, that l fell
! asleep, and woke to find with the
healthy daylight a healthy impatience
to see my cousin, and the strange little
lady in the ganzy black, with her
strange companion, seemed TO. mo cren'
lures of q dream, gone like the hum
ming.bir and the moonlight. ~
The,earliest train found me the ear
lest passenger, and the hot summer
morning found me walking rapidly to
ward a high garden gate in B.. The
keeper of the lodge came out, as lifted
the latch, for two purposes--to quiet q
suarling terrier, and to tell me that Miss
Delaney and tho aunt who had lived
with her since her fathers death had
gone away.
"Gone away r Mingled with intense
disappointment and chagrin, ! felt an
obstinate determination to go to the
ends of the earth, il need be, TO lind
her. "Gone where p
"Only to N for o few days"
"Why, I've Just come from there
"Tm very sorry, sir" said the man,
apologetically drawing back as If heck
pected u blow.
Iguve him a small fee instead, and
rushed back to the station to take the
next train, which turned out to be some
three hours later. / didn't half believe
the man ut the lodge, and asked the
host with much doubt when | reached
the hotel if Miss Delaney was staying
there with her aunt.
"Since yesterday morning."
"Was she in the house?'
He'd see.
I waited some time, remembering that
| hadn't given my name, and presently
he returned saying that Miss Delaney
was asleep, having returned from a long
walk. gave the h )st my card, telling
him to take it to Miss Delaney when
she woke. 1t was late in the afternoon
that q servant knocked at my door and
banded me a note in the familiar hand
writing 81 am waiting for you on the
piazza
l went rather deliber Ately down stair
to convince myself of my utter pres
ence oil mind. AS 1 stepped upon the
piazza the slender vision of the past
night in her gauzy black draperier
stood. her back toward me, apparently
absorbed in the contemplation OF the
soft purple shadows on the surrounding
hills. With a sense of impatienca that
she should come there at this moment,
turned to look for my cousin, saying,
"Julia, are yon here ?" I'd
A soft sound OF moving drapery, and
the little lady in black was shyly hold
ing ont her slender hand to me: "Dont
you know me-"
A sEeechlessuess possessed me. ]
held the little hand with q fear that it
wouldelude mo, and sradusl'ytraced The
young girls face | remembered in the
exquisite grace of the woman's before
me, whose eyes were filed with tears.
"Don't say anything about it yet"
she said, with n pathetic fear. And |
bide my time. Il
.. l-- HL.