The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-01-08

| track, and the slope down to the beach
was very steep; but we were SO ac-
customed TO The giddy cliffs that the
! idea of danger meyer crossed our minds
anv more than it did those of the village
ch ,ldren, who would run along the edges
or scramble down the rOck-t9ce where
there seemed hardly toothold for goat.
Il suppose l must have been there
/ about two hours, not reading or work
ing, but thinking of how long it would
| be before Julia Denison returned, and
| there | sal watching the passing ves-
sells Tar out on the blue wateE where ii
seemed to melt into th9 sky.
"My muslng came to i sudden end, for
l felt that it was neglectt0l of me to
stay away SO long, and began to mar
ry back.
"ro reach The road above, after climb
q bold DluL OF chalky rock which pro-
jected from the cliff, and efectually con-
cealed the path on the other side.
81 was SO used to the way that | al
| most ran round, when, to my horror and
| astQnislment, game roug Ny in con-
! tact with gentleman waking in the
! opposite direction.
| II hardly know how il occurred, but
partly from tne collision, parCly in con
sequence OF my hasty sLep back, my
foot slipped over the edge oil the path,
the cfumbling stones gave way, and 1
| fell. .
ut would have been no very terrible
| fall, only u severe scratching and a
| sprain, lor the cuff there was only a
steep slope; but Was saved by the gen.
| tleman catching my wrist, and, at the
expense OF a severe wrench, dragging
me back to the path, and before l could
recover from the surprise and the sick,
faint feeling that came over me, he was
carrying me along the path To grassy
slope, Were he tenderly laid me down,
and poured between my lips d few drops
| of spirit from a flask.
ollie stili,' he said, in low, sympa-
thetic voice. Thank heaven, my poor
child, you are saieP
"There was sucn tone OF command
| in his;voice, and he seemed to imply that
| had been saved from such a terrible
| danger, that in my weak state L ac-
cepted it all, and with girPs romantic
folly began to feel gratitude to my pre-
| server as L lay there blushingly gIanc-
| ing at the handsome face SO lull of So
| licltude that was hanging over me.
"Fhere was something IN his words
that went to my heart every time as he
spoke, and at his wish did not attempt
to move Tor some Time till he yielded TO
nv solicitations, aud agreed that l was
sufficiently recovered to walk home.
"'You are more hurt than you think,
you brave little woman he said, ten
| derly. There, take my arm ana l will
see you home.'
| "'Indeed l can walk said, but Il
| faint cry of pain escaped me as 1 tried :,
fer my ankle was slightly spraned, ana
l was glad to lean upon him, and accept
| mis- escort home.
"'An right in thinking l am speak,
| ing TO Miss DenisonP lie said on The
lway.
| "'Yes,'I said, surprised at the knowl-
| edge on the part OF the stranger; 'but
now did you knowr
"'KnowP he said, laughing; did you
lsppose that in this little Isle OF Wight a
beautiful flower could bloss ON without
it's lame reaching through its length and
breadthr
81 started, hardly knowing whether TO
Heel pleased or annoyed, and my replies
IHwere in monOsyl yllables, till we reached
the cottage, greatly to mammals surprise
and alarm. Here, with the most gentle
manly consideration, my companion
took his leave, and l was helped to the
sofa, where my little sprains were seen
to, and the pain soon forgotten.
"Recollect [ was but nineteen, and
Isuch attentions were quite new to me.
think, then, l may be excused for listen
ling the next day with flu rlng pulses
to voice that heard through the open
window, inquiring after my health; then
lfeeling something very near akin to p ain
las heard the retiring footsteps; while
when mamma took from servant a
card and read aloud, Captain Ham
sleigh, Raypark Barracks vivid blush
overspread my cheeks, only to deepen as
caught her searching gaze and heard
liner sigh.
81 know now how foolish was to let
lmy weak young heart 60 forth to the first
Fowler thai laid for 1T his snares, but |
Twas innocent and unskilled then. IWas
but a girIin ways and thoughts, and the
brave, handsome young officer, who had
been in India, and bore a scar upon his
forehead, made the poor weak heart
beat whenever he approached. For
= what was WAS my argument-that
this man, who could pick aud choose il
society, should be ever coming over tt
our cottage TO- seek me QUIZ
"rhen 1 was, as l said, but young and
Twain, and in few short weeks julia
was almost forgotten in this new
lstrange, wondrous feeling of love-"
| Mi. oranges lead went down upor
This hand, but | hardly noLiced it as
proceeded, wound up now by strange
tdesire to tell him all, even though my
Iheart was torn by the old recollection
that were so vivid as l recalled Them
from the past.
captain Hansleigh was constantI,
calling. His manner won mamma tC
his side, and at last he told her that hC
was but poor officer who loved his pro
! fession and hoped to rise, as he begged
her leave to tell me how ne loved me
GLOW he loved me. He had alread,
told me score of times, and l, veal
, I.child, believed and loved again with al
: my fond young heart, sitting day afte
! day book in hand, pretending to read
/ lbuG understanding never a word, as
Ilistened by the open window for tn,
, Eeasy, careless step on the gravel be
neatn the vine-clad verandau, till ht
| came by in his easy nonchulant way
Eperhaps pretending not to see me AS b.
t Epassed on toward The door.
81 used to think afterward that wha
r beiell me was a punishment for my Sc I
: ism happiness. For l was happy then
listening to the music of his words
while wandered along the cliff. The sea