The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1876-12-28

and he could see her and halfa dozen 9th
ers through the openings among the boughs,
weavino oak leaves and gossiping idly.
..poor Mr.. Reed looked like ghost this
morning-a broken reed indeed? guess he
found that Georgia belonged to a stiff neck
ed generation
81 wonder what they talked about. Do
You suppose she promised better BEHAVIOR
"Maybe she promised for better or worse. .
"pshaw - put in Miss Kew; II asked her
if he said anything tender and she said,
Tender! is q bear tender:
He hugs
s.I'ye told her that he was dead in love
many's the tme,'' continued Miss Kew,
sand meant to marry her some day, with all
her impcrfections on her head
Il dare say she wouldn't say 'no'''
..lndeed, you needn't dare to say anything
of the sort. George Jones is above marry
ing poor pedagDgue.
s'She's poor herself. Her unclc's only q
farmer, and she's got to teach
ssBut a beauty like George DOESN'T need
to jump out OF the hying-pan into the fire.
What sort of match would Mr. Reed be 81
ga lucifer, 1.guess.
Surely listeners never hear any good Of
themselves, thought Mr.. Reed, as he picked
up his hat and strolled quietly away, screen
ed by the friendly leaves. He felt as,.miser-
able as a man Of twcnty-nine is capable of
feeling who has been guilty of nothing but
an error of Judgment. His term would end
in fortnight, however, and then he would
throw up his situat ion and leave Wildacre
forever. He walked On and on in an un-
natural mood, taking any route that invited,
trespassing over corniclds, climbing stone
walls, crossing lazy streams, till all at once
the sky seemed to change to inkY blackness.
shot across with binding flashes o. light; an
Atlas weight seemed pressing upon his
brain, the sound Of roaring cataracts was in
his ear, and Inconsistencies followed.
There was young girl rocking and sew
ing in the farm house near, who, reused
from some absorbing reflections OF her own
by the approaching feet and the tremor Of
anxious voices, moved leisurely to the door
way, and encountered the hired men bring.
ing in a burden.
"IU's q sunstroke, l reckon" said one.
"Doi't you be scared, Miss George, faint
none OF your folks"
ooh, oh, oh - cried George. ''Call Aunt
Sue: call Uncle True. Run for the doctor,
Jake-run for your life. Oh, OH Is sun
stroke very dangerous? Can't battle his
poor head, or do something? Poor fellow
it'll break somebody's heart Why, it is, it
ls''--with gasp-''it is MIR. Reed! Go,
both OF you, all of yon--go for the doctor. 1
will take care Of him. Mr.. Reed-dear Mr..
Reed-speak to me--lool at me. lam your
own George, and I'm so sorry-so sorry,
and will never, never, never vex you any
more If you will just say, Ileve You again,
just once again 70 and the tender words
somehow reached the half-unconscious ear,
and he moved his lips ieebly, whispering,
half audibly, "Iove-I love you I love
you y
And so it happened that Mr.. Reed did not
resign his situation at Wildacre, though the
trustees were obliged to find a substitute for
many week, while he was reco vering from
the sunstroke, and while he made wedding
tour. And so it happened that the Wild
acre school became the most orderly in the
country, perhaps because he married the
rimgleader