The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-06-21
In the Morning.

"In the morning." she said, looking
away from the face which sought hers
with glance persistently questioning
81 cannot decide tonight. In the
morning / will give my answ wer."
"Why not tonight" he asked, III re-
ply. 81 have heard, Miss North, that
your ideas are peculiarly romantic.
Your acts are original and decided ;
you do not believe in walking in the
same old path in which your mother
and grandmother trOd before you"
"True; but usually please myself,
Mr.. ThOrne. Therefore, my only an
swer now is-in the morning"
The moon shone brightly upon her,
ana she was very white tonight. Miss
North seldom betrayed any nervous
emotion before people. She was cool
and self-reliant, rarely losing her self
pOise. But now the slender ringed
fingers other fair shapely hand trembled
trihe as they closed tightly over her
daintily carved fan; and she fluttered
it a little unsteadily, though the
breeze came strong and sweet from the
garden below.
A hush seemed to come over them for
the space of moment. She waited,
thinking he might answer, and drew
back trifie, leaning her head against
the fringed cypress sprays that clung to
the pillars of the portico.
He earnestly scanned her proud con-
tour and figure, for he had met them
for the first time that day, and had not
become familiar with the shade Of light
brown hair, nor the changing lights
and shadows of her Orbs.
They had been defiant, then fright
ened; now they were cold, and now
tender, and at last they grew tired and
wistful. Yet with all these changes,
they never lost their honest expression.
but looked like a great child's set in a
woman's thoughtful countenance.
And as he watched her, his heart
yearned towards her as it had never
before done for woman's love.
"Miss North" he said; and then he
paused moment, seemingly to study
her thoughts.
For answer, she looked up question
ingly, and her weary look was more de-
Cided now.
"Adav he said, again, more softly ;
and, as he spoke her name, flnsh crept
over her cheeks and she dropped her
head. "If you would only say yes
to-nighty" he pleaded, and there was
a soft light in his eyes, 81 love you just
as dearly as though l had known you
for years. You are my sisters dearest
friend, and you are almost as familiar
with my character and my ways as
if you were with me a lifetime. Mary
would be delighted, and my parents
pleased also. You have no friends tC
consult. Say yes now, and if my love
and devotion can repay you, you shall
never regret giving your assent. Anc
it will be so fond recollection for mt
to remember hereafter, that | asked
you to be my wife the first evening
ever met you, and you had faith enough
to trust me and promise"
He was very manly and tender in his
glance, and his smile loving and persu.
asive, and Ada could not meet then
unmoved. She turned away suddenly
and looked steadily out toward the sky
A shiver passed over her frame, and sh,
moved, as if to leave.
"The dew is falling" she said, seem
ing unable to find any other excuse, il
her confusion, for going into th'
house.
eyes" he answered, taking her hanC
and smiling, "it is falling in your eyes
my darling"
"Don'tl" she said, with a half sol
that touched him, and looking bravel!
up, though her tears flowed. "ln tn
morning will tell you-and tell, too
why | could not answer you tonight.
'In the morning, then, "he answered
touching his lips lightly but tenderly t
the hand he held within his own.
She turned quickly, and he heard he
lisht, swift footsteps ascending tn
staircase and along the passage, tn
slight rustic of a train in their wake
The door of her room opened an
closed; the key with a decided chic
shot the bolt in It's place, and he hear
no more.
Then he walked into the garden
rather restlessly, wondering withi
himself if he had not been shade to
rash, and feeling slight sense of re
lief, if the truth were told, that she ha
reserved her answer.
He was wonderfully interested i
her, certainly. For more than yea
her praises had sounded in his ears
rung with constant changes by tn
voice of his sister Mary. He had nc
thought to like her; and when he ha
troubled himself to think of the subjeI