The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1876-07-28

"''Tis / who am a DEBTOR h,
interrupted, hastily. you ow,
me naught.'
"'Do you value my life so light
| ly ? she said, half seriously. hal
playfully. Il feel that you saveC
me from a possible and horrible
DEATH
"'Your life is beyond value
he whispered.
"And really thought he wa
coming hastily to very decided
point, when that laundering Mis-,
Wallace came upon them witt
her usual inquiry:
"'Where are my glassess Min
ME, my dear, do find my glasses.
"'It is quite a case, declare,
said Mrs. Ashton to me, neXt
morning, really tluttered with the
interest awakened by a new eX
ample of the malady from which
she was but partially recovered
'Oh, dear me! isn't it an odd place
to fall in love-a Pullman carr
"But the victims themselves
did not seem to find any incon.
venience from these surround.
ings, and considering it in. Mrs
AshtOn's light of a case | must
say it appeared to me as complete
and satisfactory a one as | had
ever witnessed.
"NOt that they made spectacles
of themselves. Certainly not
that was more in the AshtOn's
line than theirs; but that they
lived in an atmosphere of their
own was as evident as that he was
a fine, manly, good-looking fel-
low, and she a sweet, womanly,
lovable girl.
"The rest of us fretted at the
heat, the alkaline dust, the meals
and the great barren stretch of
grizzly plain that stretched on
either side, unrelieved by a patch
Of green or ripple of broad, shin
ing water.
"But George and Minnie mur-
INJURED at nothing; a sweet con-
tentment, a dreamy happiness,
hazed everything in a soft light
of its own, and actually seemed
to protect them from the aggra-
waiting annoyances we had to en-
dure, for they both looked fresh
and speckless, while we were
tumbled and irritated by that cut
ting, illpalpable mineral dust,
and when others eyes and smil-
ed.
"'They have not spoken of their
love yet Mrs. Ashton informed
me; and am quite sure the con-
fession will spring to their lips as
we pass through the grand pail
sades. The grandeur Of nature
must waken it to words
"This was a very interesting
view to take of it. Mrs. Ashton
and | became confidants and
spies, and watched the devoted
pair narrowly.
"Butno; the magnificent canons
were passed through, the moving
and glowing sunset Of Salt Lake
witnessed, the pictured rocks of
the palisades gone by, and none
of the infallible signs Of decla-
ration were yet discernible.
"Once, on the observation car,
rounding the. air promontory of
Cape Horn, with a hazy green
abyss lying far below, and only
the track between US and eterni-
ty, | fancied | saw him bending
closer over her awed and silent
face, and had nearly betrayed our
watch by calling out Look there!
as a signal to Mrs. Ashton; but
his lips did not move-it was only
an effort of his to see those droop
ing, velvety- brown eyes of Min
MES after all.
"When one starts out to accom-
plish anything, | believe in at
tending to it thoroughly; Mrs.
Ashton agreed with me, as far as
our determination to discover the
time and place of the pending
proposal was concerned, and |
must say it cost us both anxiety
and loss of rest.
"Wc consulted together over
likely places, and began to be
somewhat out Of patience at our
constant disappointments.
"Wc mentioned the Bay of San
Francisco, one of the lovliest in
the world, which we crossed from
Oakland-the car terminus-in
the moonlight; but though we
them looking at the sill
vered water, and the picturesque
ly rising city, we found no salts
factory results.
"Then we settled on a drive to
the seal rocks, and along the sill
yer sands of the ocean, and fail
ing these, that a slight earthquake
shock, which occurred the even
ing following, and produced the
results; but morning prov
ed the fallacy Of our expectations
they were in precisely the same
state of dreamy bliss as the night |
before, not advanced an inch to-
ward matrimony.
"We were going to Yosemite,
md Mrs. Ashton placed unlailing
faith in the contemplation of the
waters of the Bridal Veil Fall.
"'They can't help it; they must
come to an understanding at the
first dash of silvery spray!' she
,nid. docidpdly.