The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1876-04-27
REFUSED AND REFUSING.

REFUSED AND REFUSING.
Church was Coming out" The con-
gregatiOn filed out solemnly, as.es once
without the door, lapsed into sociability
and began to shake hands and make
friendly inquiries in regard to each
others health and the absence of certain
members of the flock.
One person only did not pause. That
was girl, a rosy checked lass of seven
teen, who seemed for some reason flushed
and agitated. She hurried on until half
way down a sweet green lane, where she
seated herself under a great elm tree and
listened to the murmuring voices in the
distance with something very like tear
in her eye.
He'll surely come" she said to her
self. Surely he'll never go away with
out saying goodbye, though he has been
so taken up with Matte Burt of late.
He must pass this way going home, and
l know he'll stop and speak"
Then she listened again, as though,
through the still October air, she could
distinguish Evan Wares voice amidst
the rest.
He stood, a fine, handsome young fell
low of twenty, not yet too manly to
blush, receiving parting wishes and in
functions from old ladies and gentlemen,
and hearty grips of the hand from the
boys, and smiles from the girls, for every
body liked Evan Ware.
Then came the final goOd-byes, and
one or two mOtherly kisses, for Evan was
to start at dawn and away the boy went,
not down the green lane where Lizzie
Gale sat, but along another path, down
toh in icrhf oil
with a cOquetish lace bonnet and
parasol, taking its way towards a rustic
bridge that spanned a little rivulet.
He overlook her just as the little feet
rested on the bridge, and, quite out OF
breath, called her by name.
Miss Burt, please stop minute"
She paused then, and leaned over the
railing of the bridge, dipping the point
of her parasoI into the water.
al sail for China tomorrow" he said
"Yes-you told me so. / hope you'll
like it."
q don't expect to like it. 1 like
home better than the world"
Dear me! What makes you go
then?"
you know why-at least you might
know. I'm an orphan. have no mon,
ey-no prospects. My old sailor uncle
thinks there is an opening for me in
CHINA chance to make my fortune
1t is very kind of him to do what he i;
doing, and no one can tell how anxiou;
am to be rich"
Everybody seems to be-"
1" Yes; not for the same reason"
why, what is your reasOnP
The answer came with sort of gasI
one word" You"
"Me ?' The girl laughed and tossed
her head,
{" Yes; now it's out. I don't know
whether YOU care for me or not. Some
times you seem to and sometimes yoI
don't. But I--like-yOu--better thar
ANYBODY in the wOrld-so much that i
YOU say l may hope little bit to max,
YOU like me as much, l shall have an oh
iect to work for to make myself rich
and great, perhaps; and without tina
hope l shan't have any. TheTe-it'
out. I've tried to say it dozen time
before, and I couldn't go away no
knowing"
He paused and the girl stared a
him.
"You meant that for an offer of you
hand and heart, l suppose p she said
eff so. I'll tell you what: l consider ii
coming from you to me, piece of impu
dence."
So, with her gay silk sweeping, an,
her parasol huttering, the rich farmer
heiress sailed away, leaving her DO
lover the picture of despair and NORTH
cation.
So absorbed was he in his own in
suited affections that he did not eve
notice a plainly dressed little figure tina
stole over the bridge ten minutes after
until some one said " Evan"
Then he turned.
II was Lizzie Gale, in her neat stray
bonnet, and with her prayer book an
nocket handkerchief in her hands
You are going away tomorrow
goodbye"
"Good-bye, Lizzie"
al hone you'll have a pleasant vOyag
'' g Thank YOU; but everything goe
,,,ro,,cr with me. | don't suppose you
ever see me back again.
Tbav shook hands again. He made n
,+toI,1t TO detain her, and she wake
avsov slowly and quietly, and nevC
Tvi,,ed off the little tear that would trick
Ill, her cheeks until she was sure tbs
Evan on the bridge could not see her:
Tha next day Evan Ware had lie
I7orr,ingdaIe for years, if not for eve
He went mortified ana unhappy Du
strange to say, rs much IN love AS eve
TI ,"r Vas yery Young and very modes
and Matte -Burt's uncalled ior lns1
t took upon itself after a day or two II
form Of plain speaking.
:" OF course it was a piece OF l,m IN per
hence, and, of course, she couldn't thin
l ne ice SiI me- said Il was crazy to thin
OF it. But some day-some day | wi W
he rich. and have name OF some KIND
Fortune making is very SLOW slow, BY, a{s
was prosperous but at Ts o,I ciiy INV Hloa aT
S 1eaTs md he grew to be tall, broa
S6ouidered man, with great brow brow
heard, before lie wa half rich enough
90 back to Farmingdale.
The time came at last, however J
knew his success had become known
ms native place he knew also that MI
Burt had married and was widow; Al
when lac left China it was with the FL