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asll CHAPTER I.
Patty Brawtoni and Sara CLARK were
cousins, who grew up together among the
Gresa8 E0nhssins. @Passy lived under the
shoulder Of great hill where the twi-
light came on early, and the shadows fell
upon The lake while the sun was.yet high
sara's home, only mile below, was in an
open valieywhich caught the first beams
ofsthe morning and kept them latest al
night. Patty had the features Of the he.
roic not the dimpled type. and her nature
was q thoughtful one, not gloomy or cold,
but interpretive, and the brooding shad.
ows came also over her before their time.
When the sun was shining she was genial
and responsive. and like the flowers in hel
little eartlAn rAi.-ss else. .naoss-of 10. Sara
ms sunbeam herself. fitting here and
there. cheering every living thing. What
onsllaelEed the other gave. When Patty
dreamed TOO long. Sara was there to ava.
ken her. and when the Laughing blue eyes
looked troubled or anxious the dark sym.
pathetic ones were near. .fsr
The young men from, the busy little
town on tho other side of, the mountain,
who knew all about these eyes,, used to
say. Zone pair would never answer; after
clouds one needed the sunlight, and when
there was too much of that, to go back to
the soft shadows was the thing" y
Amos Hill, q well-to-do young farmer
who lived inst outside the village. for a
time was sorely perplexed but finally de.
cided that as he could himself furnish a
cheerful, hopeful spirit. and as man
could take care of only one set Of eyes al
a time (besides his own) he would appro.
pirate the dark ones. He had depth oil
nature to appreciate in measure Patty'a
peculiar temperament, and the honest fell
low loved to think how happy he would
make her when he had her all to himself
away from that overshadowing mountain.
He'would build her house with the slyesi
hooks to hoard the sunbeams, plant bright
flowers under the windows, and hold hel
close to his heart when hers grew sorrow.
full or afraid. Patty had loved Amos long
before she dared to own it to herself, even
when she thought that he preferred Sara.
She would scarcely believe for long
time that he could turn from her cousins
glowing cheeks, and sweet womanly ways,
to her brown face and sobermindedness
Now that it was right to love, she did
most truly love. giving Amos the best oil
her retioent self-accusing nature. He was
70 garner up for her. all the brightness,
all tho bloom of life. 1aaaam }3J .gin i.
The only pain she felt now was for dear
little Sara. She, too, loved Amos. Patty
did not learn this until after she had
promised to be his wife, and when she
told Sara about.it. the bright curls drop
ped over her white cheeks and the full
red lips quivered. Had Patty suspected
howit was with her cousin she would
have said. ''No!" to Amos. This morbid
~ conscientious Puritan girl thought that
r'nunciation was the nearest approach the
finite could make to the Infinite, but she
believed also that promises were binding.
Yes, she belonged to Amos now, and had
told him that she would be ready to be
married in the Autumn. So she began to
do the delicate stitchery then deemed in
dispensable for wedding outfit. Oh! the
soft tender fancies that our mothers used
to weave in the quiet olden time. into the
cambria and the linen for their bridal
days-spun from q finer thread wrought
into nobler structures in the lives they
lived,n ray ~. +-..e...
Patty missed Sara's skilful fingers now.
She had gone away from home for awhile
to try and learn to think of Amos as Pat.
TVS husband.
Summer passed quickly. and the sheaves
standing in the fields told the lovers that
the time had come for them to bind their
lives together. Then Patty begged Amos
TO wait until the Spring, when his mother
would be better, that was the season when
every thing looked brightest. Patty's was
the dominant will, her range wider than
his. 80 he let her have her way. .A
Sara had now come home looking pref
tier than ever. and just a little tcoquetish.
But she was too honest-heartsd to think
of robbing Patty of Amos love. She cal
led him ''her good friend. soon to be-
come her cousin ;she would be their BRIDE
maid Now she used her needle as
nimbly as she did her tongue while telling
Patty of the strange doings in the great
world beyond their mountains. q t.i' BAR
/ The SHOWS came and went. During the
winter Amos spent all his spare time
with Patty. In the Spring his mother
died: 50: the wedding was postponed until
early Autumn when Patty assured him
she would then 60 to his lonely home.
Very dearly he loved her all this time.
She had done much for him, and had lift
cd him beyond his old self. Sometimes
he even thought that he could see what
she saw. feel as she felt. He had planted
bis crops and was now harvesting them.
He had torn down. and rebuilt his house.
out every suggestion that Patty
had made. No sombre colors were there,
oil was gay and bright. Even the old Ca
narys cage was newly painted. utterly
confusing him for time with its COR
geousnsss. Patty enjoyed all this and
was happy with Amos, trying 70 forecast
joyful future. Then the fatal shadow
cane ossr hsr. ssen while he had his arms
about her and she cried out
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I Amos, i cannot marry You now. Wait