Weekly Trinity journal., 1876-06-24
NUMBER 26.

she went on, with q winning frankness
Il wasn't brought up to anything use
iul, and the housekeeping don't 70 right,
and George and have moved out, think
ing we could manage better for the baby.
| remember that beautiful lady cake you
made for our reception, and the praises
that were in everybody's mouth about
your cooking. And now, my dear Miss
Motiatt, would you mind showing me a
little, and see i'll can't learn to manage
better, and make Georges home more
comiortableH thought had rather ask
young person like you than Georges
mother even."
And so Rachel Motlatt found herself in
George Reynolds kitchen instructing the
child wife in the mysteries of cooking.
ana trying to impart to her some of her
rare knack " as the people called it.
One day, as she came out of the little
gate and took her way toward her own
home, gentleman passed her on horse
baok. Looking up, she saw man with
n full beard and good figure "a strnngor
she thought him until he wheeled about
and exclaimed, You're not running
away from your shadow again, aro you,
Miss Rachelf" And the stranger was no
other than Walter Gibbs.
Rachel laughed this time without effort.
They are harmless things, as you said,"
she replied; and then she inquired kindly
after his health and stay in Medbury.
II presume that strangers occupy the
cottage yonderH Walter Gibbs remark
ed, and pointing to the cottage that Rach-
el had just left.
George Reynolds lives there" Rach-
ol answered. I've been up to assist
Kate-Mrs. Reynolds-in canning fruit.
Rachel Mofiatt's face did not color or
feature change. Either her mask was
perfectly worn, or that look had ceased
to be a mask.
Walter Gibbs, during his stay in Med
bury fell into his old habit of walking in
Rachel Moflatt's shadow. Looking into
her face as on that evening year before,
he missed the resignation it had worn
then, tor in it was real pleasure.
One day he sought her with strange
nervousness and abstraction in his manner.
Rachel was very grave too, and Walter
Gibbs saw that sho had been weeping
He looked into her face with the tender
solicitude that only men who love and
women who have been loved know, and
Rachel explained hastily. Did no not
know2 Had he not heard2 George Rey-
nold's wife died suddenly that morning
Of heart disease.
Walter Gibbs went homo with the nor
vous abstraction all gone from his man
ner, and hard endurance in its stead.
George Reynolds was free now, free TO
win Rachel M flatt if he could, and slo
who loved hun once was free 70 accept
him. ~ couldn't be satisfied with q
doubtful love-" he said "I will wait"
lie waited until tho Judas-trees were
in blossom again, and then he went 10
Medbury.
It's awaiting on Rachel Monatt-
George Reynolds u.s." one of the Medbury
gossips told him. "And his wife not been
under the sod year yet ! They were
old schoolmates, and knew each other
from childhood and we used 10 think 1t
would make match before he ever mar
ried that little helpless city girl, and
haven't any doubt in my own mind but
it will make a match now. Gussie Rey-
nolds Is going TO have n tea party next
week, and that will show which way the
wind is blowing"
Walter Gibbs went to Gussis Reynolds
tea drinking. lie said TO his mother he
would not miss it for fortune. Rachel
Mofiatt was there, walking now and then
with George Reynolds, and talking with
| him ever and anon but then il was Rach
els habit TO be kind TO every one who
came in her way. Late in the evening
Walter Gibbs missed her from the par
lor lie looked around for George Rey-
nolds but he too was gone. "The Med
bury gossip was right he thought. "This
tea party is showing which way the wind
is blowing" He walked to the window
and looked ou., docrying Rachel Moffatt's
Tutoring garments down winding
path. George Reynolds was by her side,
and the way they took was towards the
South. Away off to the North the Judas
tree stretched out its pink branches in tho
moonlight. "The wind sets unfavorably,"
Walter Gibbs said, with a sigh.
Half an hour later, George Reynolds
passed Walter Gibbs in the ball. His
brow was clouded, and his lips worked
nervously. "He looks like one on whom
the North wind has blown" Walter
Gibbs thought, and went in pursuit Of
Rachel Mofatt.
lie found her standing in the moom-
light, her long shadow reflected from her
figure and the branch of Judas-tree she
held in her hand. He approached her,
and stood where her shadow fell.
Rachel" he said, with all his heart
in his voice, ~ would like to walk in
your shadow henceforth, il you are going
M way"
Rachel Moffatt looked up with startled
eyes into the face above her; the pink
flowers with their fatal significance fell
from her hand, and the irregular outlines
of two confused shadows, never hence
forth to be parted, lay upon the green's
ward. Tn the frosts of the following win
ter the Judas-tree died, and the pace
therefore knew it no more.-HafPers
Weekly.
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