The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-04-13

passed between us, as you are going to be
married to some one else
"I really don't know what you mean
by what has passed between us. You
really couldn't think l was going to
marry you ?"
"Why couldn't I?"
"Well, don't wish to hurt your feel
ings, but consider the difference in our
positions One walks out with q pretty
servant-girl, but one doesn't marry her.
"You are not a gentleman, as you
think yourself, Alfred Hill," she said,
slowly. "You are dressed like one, but
you are just bit of clerk, not any bet
ter than respectable girl like me; you
are not gentleman. A gentleman doesn't
try to take girls good name and win
her heart as you have DONE" Mary often
wondered she fought her battle as she
did but she seemed to have no feeling
then, only to realize that which would
come hereafter.
81 am very sorry that you let your
self fall in love with me-" he said, tap
ping his boot again. 81 thought you
would have had more pride, at any rate,
till you were asked"
"More pride What do you take me
for?" she asked, her cheeks flushing
crimson. "Do you think I'd go out
with one, and talk to him, and let him
talk to me as you've done, if hadn't
cared for him? I've too much pride for
that, and l shouldn't be fit company for
any honest man if 1 hadn't. And you
know as I've liked you, for you made
me say it, and you know it; but it isn't
you as 1 like, but the man 1 took you
for, and he isn't here at all.
"Well, I'm sorry you are disappoint-
ed in your hope of bettering your
self by marrying above you, and 1
think, after all you've said, we'd better
part.
"The sooner the better ;" and she let
him go, and then she sat down and al
most sobbed her poor foolish heart out,
and spent the bitterest hour of her life
beneath the shadow of the trees from
which the leaves were falling. Suddenly
she looked up for Frankly; he was no.
where to be seen. She called him ut the
top of her voice no answer came. With
fear that deadened all other feeling
she ran to and fro in wild endeavor to
find him. She asked the policeman at
the gate he had not seen him. An
hour passed in fruitless search and
then, pale with fear and trembling in
every limb, she went home to relate her
terrible news. Just as she got to the
door, she saw through the gathering
little figure, which her heart told her
was Master Frankly.
"I met this young gentleman as he
was running away to be sailor, and
luckily brought him back.
Running away Why, how were
you going to get to the sea?"
:" 1 was going to walk there" said
Frankly, stoutly.
"You would have killed your poor
mamma"
Mamma" asked Frankly Poole, the
next day, "would it kill you if 1 ran
away to scar"
eyes, dear, think it would"
"Oh well, then," he answered,
patronizingly, "I won't"
1t was spring time again when Tom
Dawlish asked Mary a question once
more. He had good situation, and a
prospect of a rise and he'd always been
daft on her and he wanted to know if
she could love him. She looked up with
face that had grown thin and pale, and
answered, truthfully and simply:
81 don't think as / do now, Tom !;
but if you like to wait L think it'll
come"
"Bless you +" said Tom; "Td wait
seven years rather nor lose you"
But he had only to wait one. "He's
gold, and t'other was gilt" said Mary,
on her wedding-day and she was right.