The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1876-04-14
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CHAPTER II

~ ringing tho sweet old chimes--all
n I've, Wa. thi. summer iiyl n,
kbrrcmrt the same as the i,lyls years
and centuries ago. when Adams heart
heat faster because he found Eve 81
fart
How long was il lsfbrc Arthur
IIsmilton knew that all the hsrpine-.
"f his lie lay IL tLo'c hvcly little
hmdS Not long; not many nights
had passed since he dreamed the
whole night through Of Rosc. The
Elm seemed to shine Isoec, the flowers
bloomed Rnsc. the Wind whi-rered
her name. lie went out and loitered
round the clover meadows, and in the
crcen lanes, then IL ns fortunate acct.
dent brought RISE ont. he would call
at the farmhouse. Some times Rose
vas pleased to see him, aud would
laugh aud talk 50 gayly. he could not
tear himself away; at other times her
face would nuslr. aud she would be
strangely silent; ut others she would
avoid him altogether. aud then Ar
thur would 90 home tie most miscra.
be man under the sun.
8, through the bright month tf
June. The girls of Abercourt dcclar-
ei il MAS shameful Of Rosc TO monop-
ollie the handsome stranger. II was
etiled that although he wa. 20 well
educated. ne was poor; Widow Glib
eon raid 81. and on her authority i,
was universally believed.
After al early dinner. he read or
wrote, aud then the evenings were all
for Rose again. Every one now saw;
the progress OH love assair was ncte |
through the whole village.
ut Is too bail OF Rose" said the
girl; "-hc viii never marry him her
sclf, because he is not rich, and she
gives us no chance"
In truth, however, Rosc was quite
NJ much puzzled as any one. She did
not know what to make ofher.e f. She
who had 70 utterly scvrned all love
and lovers, trembled when she heard
his footsteps; she irembled at the sound
1T his voice. What was the matter
with her. Sometimes she could hold
her own aud talk saucily to him; then
again che had not u word to say, but
listened IN mute submission. He
came when the clover meadow was
fret cut, and now the wheat stood in
sheave.. and the fruit was ripe in the
orchsrJs.
lie went out one evening TO find
her, and fortune favored him. She
wac going through the lane that led to
tho c,rn fields; AMI of all places in
Abcrcourt. Arthur liked these lanes
the beat. They were bor'lered by
spreading limc-irees. the grass was
green and thick. the hedges tall and
covered with roses. lie was walking
slowly down, when he saw Rose com.
ing. He went toward her with out
stretched hands.
The very thing was wishing for,
Itxe; I am 70 glad you are here.
Come and sit down. l wan. to say
something to you"
She tried 10 be defiant, but she
could not; his hani held hers with a
tight grasp. The beautiful face flush
oil. the little hands trembled, rs he
placed her on throne Of moe, and
half knelt. half sat at her feet.
"Rose. love you! Do not turn your
rwect f,ce from me. low, you with
all my heart, and want you, darling
to be my wife,
She made no answer. He went Oh
ut !, no secret that you have said
you would not marry under five thou
sand year. and title. Yonr lips
may have said such words; bu, no one
could look IN your sweet fac, and be-
lievc them. You are n true woman,
Ro~; hvc will win you. not money;
and l have lingering hope that you
lovo me. VIII you not give me one
word. Rre!'
No. no, word. The dropping eyes
were not raised.
Let me tell you, darling. Whist ]
oTsr YOU my first, pure. deep love.
] have never lvcl any woman before.
I.ose. l will make You so happy.
sset lcannot promis,, MS the lovers
in novels do, that every clasp of your
r,an,le shall BE- of gold; but promise
I, work hard for Won. am writer.
,',u know, RISE. lido not get enough
FIR my writings tn command any great
laurie; but You shall have II little
hnme full Of cimfOrt. will work 20
LanI ar vnI R.ss iovo VAN sn daar.