The Centre reporter. [volume] (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, 1877-03-01
slowly and viii difficulty from side 10

slowly and with difficulty from side t1
sldc.
"All right, dear. feel as though /
must talk of her tonight, and Ia whom
can 1 talk but you, my darling ?-my
little sister, Who las never withheld her
love and sympathy from mo, Gai bless
her But Cora, If amy poor fellow had
lovcd You all has life long. and yuu had
lcd him 10 believe for many wears that
yuu returned his affection, and then.
growing richer, as hc, through uu fault
ol his own. grew poorer II yuu turned
away from HIM and smiled upon those
who we're only his superlurs in wealth
aud position, Ia disown You, Mouse Of
my life, would indeed ,'
" But suppose the poor fellow never
told his love when We met after "a long
separation F" whispers the mouse ut
hts life
In words. You mean Pshaw there
are a hundred ways in which man tells
his love, and woman knows every one
Of them 10y heart
"Bnt suppose, in another faint whjs-
per, THAT when she returned from
abroad, size found him ii man SO much
less manly than the youth she had left
that lie could stoop to believe that be-
cause he had become puur, us the world
goes, she could forget the happy, happy
DAYS they had spent together, .nd-aud
cared for each other2 Suppose that he
lent a ready ear % silly reports about
her-oue. for instance, that She WAS en-
gagged 10 be married 10 that idiot Van
Rensselaer, 2"
Cora
No reply.
"Com, | say T.
Perfect silence
tYou tormeuung little thing -shak-
ing her gently with his strong right hand
why don't You answer me won't
give yen kiss Tor a week If YOU don't
There's something uucauny about you.
Where's your lisp? You had one IA
short time ago; YOU know you did.
Cora :"
My name is Alberta, please. sir; o.
and the veil that had hidden her face
How aside and long trrss Of golden
hair iloatcd out and frightened the
night
The reins fell from Harald's hands.
Alberta caught them skilliully.
e" lis well. " she said. that in those
by-gune days You Taught me how 10
drive.
For 'oue moment her lover guzed at
her In opeu-tyed wonder. Then he
gasped: "Great heavens what fool e.
THANK you. Mr. Brown. said the
fair one, with smile
Not Won, Alberta - thunder and
Mars NO, bat me- myscl-to be so near
and vet so far. What causummate w.
Skip tine hard words there lsn't the
slightest need of them, interrupted Al
berta, mischievously Cora th5ught
shea Ike a ride in the big sleigh, and /
hadn't the heart 20 refuse the child
Hope l haven't iutruded. Mr. Brown
And now, as we're turning into our street,
you'd better take the rvtus again
Alberta - Btrtle IL sweetheart. saw
something kind 10 me before we part, "
hg pleads, graspiug both the reins ami
the little hands tha. hold them.
What shall say. Mr.. Brown 2"
He bends his head and looks earnestly
in her iace. SAY Harold first
Harold. she repeats, with d saucy
smile. and then Wrestling her hands away.
she sinks back ami leans Lcr heal on his
shoulder, which droups t. meet il, and
goes on in o. spltened vuice I'm not
to Dan Van Rensselaer,, whom
Won, with charming consistency. call an
idiot for being in love with me aud ray
papa, who ls the dearest and best papa
in the whole world, IN spite of vour lm-
pertinent remarks abont hmm, cares moth
ing for wealth and position, compared %
my happiness and / myself, hly-Ehjtc
.it.lc hyppcrte 70 the contrary, haven't
the slightest objection 10 turning Brown,
my Harold.
God bless you, deares: r.
Yes, yes. but don't kiss me just now,
please We're at our own door. and the
light Of the street lamp is falling full
lpon Us, aud there's dear old anxious
papa pceping ont, irving 10 catch a
glimpse oi his only son and heircss.
Goodnight, " goodnight" " resouu-
III from every side a~ each particular
sleizh started for that particular place to
which It's particular party belonged, with
The exception aF the sleigh IN charge Of
he horse called Ned.
That remained In front Of the dwelling
# the princess. while its happy owner,
Tith Cora, his little sister. who hal sud
denly appeared at his side. en- one arm,
,ni Alberta, his pretty sweetheart. on the
other, assembled the ma nle steps.
Papa. called ont Alberta, rs they
uttered the hall. MIR. Harold Brown
has been behaving in dreadful manner.
He has called mo all sorts of names.
,bused me most shameiully to my face,
actually shaken me. and, worst of all, de-
Jared he wouldn't kiss me for week.
Send John {, look after Nej-poor horse.
le isn't b blamc-and then / demand
hat You demand an explanation. ~
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