The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1877-07-18

break through my Office hours. I'm
going now to see IA patient on the
outskirts Of the town." So they drove
on.
The "patient" Gould hardly have
been in critical state. The doctor
leaning back in the carriage, let the
reins lie loosely OH the horses back as
they paced slowly through the shady
wood roads smelling Of pines, while
the warm breeze huttered the light
curls across Nancys arch black eyes,
and the blue silk parasol had to be
held up to keep the sun from her rose.
bud Of face. The doctor h d lurk-
ing fear that Nancy was rustic and ig'
norant, but all she was so pretty
How far they rode in this lazy way,
wholly raps in conversation, is not
known. How far they would have
ridden is uncertain, if Nancy had not
sent nischievous glance straight into
the gray eyes, and inquired,
"Why, where does that patient Of
yours live?"
The doctor laughed frankly, color
ing nevertheless.
II see YOU understand the ways that
are dark and the tricks that are vain
pretty well, Miss Nancy. And now !
don't dare tell you what l was going
to before you spoke"
"'Nhat was it ?" queried Nancy, Gu
rious and conscious.
at was" said the doctor, bending
his own faae closer to the curlshaded
one at his side, that / wish ! had the
right to keep you with me always.
Miss Nancy, Will you loJk at me-will
you let me :"
1t was well that the doctor did moi
guess why, smidst Nancy's bright
bushes, her lip quiverod and her eyes
filed with tears. She had made W
her mind to accept the doctor, but II
this decisive moment the thought o.
John Armitage sent pang, cruel IL
intensity, through her heart. Their
came the memory Of their yesterday
quarrel, and Nancy faltered, with {
struggling sniile,
IL don't know
She did know when, in the late twl
light, she and The doctor walked to
gether into the dusky silting-room a
home, where her father was doing ant
her mother knitting, to ask their con
sent and their blessing.
"Dear me- said the good farmer
rubbing his eyes. Two sech pieces @
news in one days Gurus hereabouts.
heerd ou'y an hour since that Joh
Arnli:age is a-goin' to Texas to tarL
S on his own account. l sorter though
too, t he an Nancy fanciod each 9th
= er, but here she's wNntiu' to marry an
: other man. It's GURUS !"
Nancy had taken her hand from th
( doctors arm and had sat down in tn
window. She heard, misiily, comment
= and congratulations She Nuswere
e questions, laughed at jokes. She walk
5 cd down to the gate with the Gocto
. when he left, and stood there upder,th
, liacs, his arm about her, replying t
5 his tender talk but when he was gouC
leaving Il tender kiss on her lips, sl
5 rushed up otairs and threw herself 0
. the bed in q perfect agony of so0bin
{ that she could scarcely stifo in the pi
low.
= The story Of the next week is hacl
neyed. Such happenings arc too con
Il mon. Nancy came and went like ii
+ ghost of herself, but the whole villag
s was gossipping over her engagement
: aud her evidences Of trouble wero IA
g cribed to the "queerness Of a girl ju
IS engaged" Little tired Mrs, Armitag
!, ran over across Its one afternoon
Il tell the Evanses that John was goir
u Monday, and she guessed he wouI
d manage to get over and bid them goc
bye; and cried because her pet sC
) was going away, and was cool an
sharp to Nancy, evidently suspectir
3 that she was the cause.
y Perhaps light natures suffer mo
~ overwhelmingly. Often in those baa
= tiful June days Nancy, all aloro
a. some shadowy grassy place, with eu
- beams shimmering above, would wo
, der in q dim, childish way if she wou
y, ~ not die when John went Only o.
y hope was left; John was coming to ST
q good bye. Oh, if she could only ]
- him know how it really was! But he
= could she? And she would look dow
IL ii dospa;ringly at the little gold circl
~ ~, on her finger.
Ie Sunday afternoon John finally can
Of Nancy, sitting in the parlor with t
as doctor, caught a glimpse Of the we
as known figure at the gate under I
4. lilacs again. For moment the roo
whirled around, and she was death
90 white; then sho rose mechanical
- saNinn sLn 1nnst hll Mr. Armitn