Weekly Trinity journal., 1877-07-14
SATURDAY. JULY II. 1877.

pendonee been sweet--a quality it was
never known to possess. Thus in her
dreary routine of dtuigery Tom Long
worthy's kindness and occasional visits
constituted her only variety. If She found
Il bunch o, the earliest May flowers or
her desk, she knew who left them there
if Christmas brought her an anonymous
gift, she was none The less certain Of the
giyer. Ifher birthdays ana annivcrsa-
rios were remembered, whose thoughtful
ness could it be but Toms 1t was, per
haps, three years and better after the Fly
ing Scud had sailed that Lefty, weary Of
declining invitations and of being asked
il She meant to sacrifice herself like u
Hindoo widow, joined party OF friends
going TO take their ten in the sunset at
the beach, two hours steaming down the
river Sho had understood that there
We're to be but Il handful Of people, but
she found crowd and sitting on the
sand, looking at the dahcato sea-shell
pink of the eastern sky above the tossing
breakers, or watching the groups Of girls
making their table Ola sand heap and
Spreading it with dainties from their
baskets, while others gathered DRIFT wood
and lighted a picturesque blalo beneath
the coffee and clam pots, was n pleasant
change from the monotony OF her days.
Presently while She gazed, u little boat,
with the sunset reddoning its sOi-,
"quenohed its speed in the ,lushy sand, 3"
and Tom Longworthy threw his anchor
ashore,
Lofty -
atom :"
81 wish you had allowed me to bring
you down."
~ wish had - and they fell to
speaking OF the moon-lod tides, about
great storms and wrecks.
" DO you know" she confessed, their
drift wood-ires chul me. How do
know but il is bit of the spar poor Lau-
renee olung to-
"Thoy are having SUPPER" said Long
worthy, turning away. :" Let mo bring
you somathiog. We have been too
gloomy"
" No;whcn | am gloomy, am in NO
danger Of forgetting Don't you rcmem-
Der Aud,rscu's story of tbe poor old
maid who used Tie broken hplrofa bot
tic picked up ON the beach for her cana
ry'a drinking vessel, when il was u bit
Of the very bottle to which her lost lover
had intrusted a tender farewell ?"
" On don't mean to be m old maid,
Lefty ?"
81 ~ Tho day Of my dostnys over.
How ghosuy the lighthouse looks !
used to think should like TO live in one,
once-ospec.aliy in stormy weather.
"Thoy viii be Lighting up presently
we viii pay thom visit, if your please.
And while they climbed the lighthouse
tower, and saw the G-hiug loet standing
out to sen, and watched the keeper light
his lamps, while he told them of the sea
birds that beat their livos out against the
windows, Of ships he had seen 90 to piec.
ea in the storm, of the times he had pat
out in his boat to the rescue, and his wifi,
keeping the lamps bright alone amidst
the gale, their friends were gathering ~
the fragments and steamiug homcward
each thinking thot Lefty was with The
other. When Tom and Lefty came oui
under the stars, tho beach had a Wild and
lonely aspect some nghL-bird wa.
screaming overhead, the gypsy fire
smou.dered amidst some stranded tim
bers, but the sands were deserted. Tom.
little craft was the only one in sight, and
with the wind dead against them aud tho
tide falling, it would be- useless to start
for some hours to como.
We may as wcl make oursolve-
comiortable," said Tom, bringing fresh
fuel for the fire. 81 am To blame foI
this Disaster"
~ don't call ita disaster exactly
said Lefty. Do you see how much our
back log resembles crouchug camel ?
In this weird light ! can hall believe That
we are beiated on the desert, aud are
bivouachjng til! day. IT, rather roman
tic than di.astrous.p
IN glad you see it in that Light
You would make the desert blossom like
n rose"
How you Aatter mo !"
"I? We never Aatter those we love"
You needn't take pains to tell me
that you don't love me, " she laughed.
% take pleasure in saying that do
"That you DO THAT you do !"
Yes. do love you Lefty" stretch
ing his arm toward her, for she had risen
and bali moved away. Lefty ! Lefty
don't be angry with me for loving you.
How could help it ?''
You must" she cried, "you mustn't
love me. You don't. It's all fancy
You deceive yourself l can't allow you
to love me-"
You might as well say that you
wouldn't allow the frost to pinch you, OF
the rain 10 drench you. Can't you love
me little, Lefty 2"
" Oh, don't ask me don't! ! can't
it is quite impossible. Forgive me loi
aging 50. You have always been gfionl
to me-"
"And Away hall be, Lefty"
Then don't lotus tall, aboutlove, mol
think fit. shall never marry"
But If you sh,-ld change youl
mind"
can never change IT,"
Yet If such a thing should happen
women have that privilege, you know
you viii find me always the same"
But you must be sure That it nevei
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