Litchfield enquirer., 1877-09-27
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gan to feel hopeful, an was as cneerfuI 90 the day is long; an we'll he might be, for she actually lays her pretty head on his breast once, an whispers: .1ey .s --. |. Joe, I believe I'm goin to be happy an it's all through you bein so lovin an pa- didn't you, Joe? ..satdHaa 48 oia..bll They had been married near twelve months then, an the week the Bonnys goes away. Joe has to go too, bein called away by business;an sorry enough he was to go. But he says to Polly when he kiss es her goodbye at the door: ...- If you get lonesome, pack up an 60 to the Bonnys, my dear. afi let them take care ofyou; but won't be no longer than 2 can help. a asss 31i ssss a4s- An she. gives hia neck litElo wistEnl squeeze, half laughin, with the tears in her eyes, an says:S A.'i ''',i eh enpti1 No. you musnt, because no one can take such care of ne as you;-an I want l you, Joe. .., -. .t. -,,... We'll it happened aa his business was got over quicker than he d looked for, an nso he gets home within two weeks. a But when he gets back he doesn't find Polly. Things are a bit npsot, as if she d gone of in a hurry, an he finds little letter On the table as says, I've gone to the Bonnys, dear Joe-it was so lonesome without | you. ss..-. e. ...,..... ..f.f.... f....-. An when he reads it he sees tear-marks on it, an he says to hisself, Why, here Q tear fell, Polly. You must have bean Q bit low, my dear. He had that there letter in bis hand ,an was still a-lookin at il, when there comes knock at the door an he an- swers it, an in walks Mrs. Bonny herself.
 We'll, she says, you've come back, have you? How are you, an how's Polly? zi..
 Folly r says he '.Polly" .,4.s-.. !. "Yes, to be sure, she answers him back, "Polly, for to tell the truth. I've been bit anxious about her, an that's why came here the minute 1 got baektO town" ...l ..tl ..... lll, -..s A, g
 We'll, they stood still an looked at each other-her bit impatient, an bim cold and dazed. .s' l..Li Saiunul l' Mrs. Bonny. ma'am, says he At last.
 "PollY went to you week ago, for here's the letter as tells me so." .. I 'sJoe, says Mrs. Bonny, . fafIin' back and turnin' pale too, "Polly ain't never
 been nigh usp' l .... -a- g4 .i... "Then," says Joe, ''she's dead.",
 He thought of nothing else but that
 some cruel thing had happened aS had cut her of in her innocence an yOutG. Think harm of Polly. as had laid her cheek against his breast an begged him to come back to her? LOT bless you, ma'am, he loved her far too tenderl
 | It was Mrs. Bonny as first said the | word, for even good women is sometimes hard on women, you know. She folloved l him into the room an looked about her, an she broke out'a-cryin, angry an yet sorrowfuE ''t 9f | ''Oh, Joe! JoeI she says. "How could she have the heart to do it?" .o. o.-.s.,f r | But Joe only answered her bewildered. l ''The heart, ma 'amr he says. Polly"
 ''The heart to leave you," she says."A ''The heart to go to ruin when there yes l 50 much to hold her back-the heart to shame honest man as loved her, an her knowin' what she did!''
 "Ruin, ma'am, says Joe. ''Shame, ma'am? Polly" n. ....... r...l ''He rouses himself to understand what she meant, an he sees it's what the other people.will say, too, an he cannot help it or save Polly from it.
 'tIt isn't true," he cries, wild-like- '.It isn't nat'ral, as it should be. She's trust ed all along, an We was beginnin to be happy. an
 n.y." An so have |; but she's kept her own secrets, an we knew she had 'em. An there's my 'Meliar as heard of some fine gentleman a.follerin her on the street an talkin' to her" .gH...T But Joe stops her. fg...et. .,.
 ''If she doesn't come back he says, ''she's dead, an she died innocent" an wouldn't hear another word.
 As soon as he could get his strength to. gether, he gets up an begins so set the | place in order, a-makin' it look just as much as If she was there as he could. He | folds away the two or three things as she's left about. an puts 'em in the draw l and shuts 'em up, an Mrs. Bonny soas a-watchin, him. She couldn't understand the slow, quiet way as he does every thing. ''e' '.' ""
 ,'Joe. "she says, when he's done. ''what do you mean?" .e,l sgaa -r
 ''Mrs. Bonny, ma'am," he says, "I mean to trust her, an, mean to be ready for her an a-waitin, whenever she comes back, an however," e.er917 t.. llLtluI
 .'Ho wever?" says Mrs. Bonny. .a.-
 ''Yes, num-" he says, 'HowsumsvoF, for love isn't thing as is easy killed; but, mind you, I'm not afraid as her sonl has come to hurt, an I've no thought of givin' her up" sa.. ..e.a.a u.I5rstr.
 Mrs. Bonny, she sees he's in earnesk an she shakes her head She meant kind enough, but it wasn't her ns had bean in love with Polly, an had worked SO hard to win her. When she went Joe follOwed her to the door. ,lI.. l.4 .t ..,..F .-.
 -"Ma'am," he says, "havs you any ob. iections as this here should bo c secret betwixt you an tne?" 1rat k ts.il IH We'll. I've no doubt it. was Q bit hard on her as she shouldn't have the tallin' of 1t an the talkin' of it over, an she could not help shown it in her looks. bnt shsa good soul, as I've said an she promfsasa aF1' ,T0o hn anawara har eeThas~h ma'am; an would you mind givin' your hand on it?" An she does an 60 they part. |t'a5 ,sof
 You may think what the next week or. so was to Joe, when tell as, though ho tried night an day, he couldn't hear Q word of Polly, or find no sign. An still belisvln' in her, he wouldn't make no open stir and talk. He had e fanOY as perhaps somethin' of her old trouble, had took her of, an he stuck to it in his mind as she'd come back an tell him all. An dare say you'll say. 'Why should be, ia the name of all that's simplei" Well, ma'am, he had . reason, an that there reason held him up when nothin' else to be tore from him. A-cleanin up. the, room one afternoon, he comes across a piecs of haif:bnrnt paper as has lodged in Q corner, an in pickin' it up gsomoeAipa catches his eye as strikes him blind sud weak and sick-a few words writ in Q Ano flourish hand, an these was them: "-wasting your life, my sweet Polly, on stupid fellow who has not even sense on lugh to see that you. ars making v, sacrifice and breaking your ,innocsne !, foolish heark Don't break mine, tOc-' don't turn away from me as yoa did omes that dreadful night. If you love ma tsnsas' me. Come to-- v5L .,l s z.,adlaois That was all, for the rest was burnt: but when he'd read it, Joes hope waal swept away complete. She'd been getsin' love-letters from another man, dn' readin' 'em and keeptn' them secret. an' now she's gonel sied -Ae 1sf
 He set down, an let the paper drop on the floor. t.ztt4 tt ..