The farmers' vindicator., 1876-05-05
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aroused her, and she looked up with
a start. A young man stood before
her-a youth with sunny hair and a
sunny face,-ah handsome face il
was, and his form was the perfection
Of manly grace and vigor. He had a
port folio under his arm, and in her
hand he carried an artists box.
"Jennie!"
o! how like sweet music the voice
sounded in her ears. Despite the
pain at her heart smile broke over
her face as she heard it.
Ali Jonathan Pulsifer, do you
know what new and wondrous infiu-
ence has entered in to her life during
the two weeks last past?
Jennie was human, with heart
warm and impulsive: and she was in
clined to be romantic, too. One day
while sitting in the grove, with book
in her hand, young man had surpris-
ed her. He was an artist, on a
sketching tour. He was very polite,
and very kind. He asked If he had
the pleasure ofspeaking with Miss Pul.
sifer and then he introduced bimselfas
Raphael Redux. He sat down, and
showed to the girl some of his sketches.
He was so modest, and Sc refined, and
so like perfect gentleman, and his
manner was so charming that Jennie
never thought of being afraid. She
not only examined his sketches, but
listened with deep interest to his glow
ing eulogium on art.
Jennie met the young artist again;
and this time he told her things he
had seen in Italy. He was an orphan,
but fortune had smiled upon him.
He loved the good and the beautiful.
He worshiped God in the grand old
forest, and amid the sublime noun.
tians. He loved God best when he
loved his fellows most. All this he
told her, and much more-not at one
interview, but at several.
The grove was a favorite resort with
Jennie, and had been so from her
earliest recollection. She did not know
why she should forsake it now.
And Raphael found it very pleasant.
There we're scenes in the grove which
he wished to sketch-beautiful vistas,
and embowered cathedrals such as on
ly the Supreme Architect can fashion.
And by and by he wished to make a
sketch of Jennie. She did not refuse.
And with the liberty otan artist, he
called her by her given name, and he
persuaded her to call him Raphael.
l don't know whether you, my dear
young lady, will wonder at all this or
not. If you are SO inclined, just put
yourself in Jennie's place. l have said
she was human, and that she was good
as she could be- Frank, generous,
and true, with her heart in her look
speech, she dreamed not of wrong.
All! it is an old, story-as old as
the hills-as old as Love itself. The
cratic sprile does not wait to be hidden.
He comes upon the zephyr, like the
aroma of opening flowers, and possesses
the senses ere yet the victim suspects
his presence.
"Jennie repeated the artist, sit
ing by her side, and taking her hand,
what has happened? You look sad
md downcast.
She did not tell him at once, but he
drew the story from her.
"Why," said he, II know this Wal.
er Sinclair very well. He and | were
n college together. He arrived at
he hotel last evening"
"Then he will be at our house this
vening," said Jennie, shuddering.
"Yes, / heard him say something
bout calling upon Mr.. Pulsifer."
go! Raphael"
"What is it Jennie?"
81 do not want to see that man."
"Upon my word, | think Sinclair is
very good sort of tellow-the very
ast who would offer harm to woman"
"But-think what my fathers pur-
ose is. Think what Mr.. Sinclair's
urpose is in coming"
As the girl thus spoke, she look up
ito her companions face imploringly.
Suddenly great light shone in Ra-
haels eyes. He took both of the {
laiden's hands, and said to her, in
mes solemnly sweet and sincere: {
Jennie, this event brings me to a
'isis-a crisis not unanticipated, but |
ot anticipated quite so soon. If
ou could be free from this man, would |
~ turn your heart to me?" |
"Raphael!" s
"Dear girl, 1 love youl If you felt c
~ would be doing right, could you
We me in return t