Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-06-15
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tell him; but he is not here, and II tel
aunt Georpy would be the height of ab
surdily. she would not understand any
thing. Oh, dear me how infinite ly small
and petty these horrd men seem afte
Robin Hood? Am | going TO measur,
all men by him hereafter? To think tina
| know him bet er than | ever knew anv
body before. yet do not even know hi
name! sfways though | should be 70
mantle ii | had a chsnce-and ii this Il
not romantic, | wonder what on eartt
could be ~
Ii becomes a tri0e too romantic as the
days go on, and the time for Jacks sp'
pearance draws near. Mrs. Olney has
decided 10 leave the Springs as soon as he
returns; when she thinks of this-which
means bidding farewell forever TO her
greenwood friend-she experiences pang
which warns her that she may yet have to
pay a heavy penalty tor the dream in
which she has been living.
Despite her Tecblessness, she is not
without grain or two OF common sense,
and she rou,es suddenly t. a conscious
ness OF standing on the Drink of danger
teo serious to be trined with, and from
which she must draw back. In conse-
1uthNC W Auis ttbl LillOu. sue taxes ntt
customary walk on The day before jack
return, with spirits greatly d. Pressed
and face which reflect, this dep ession.
Taking her way to a wild lonely glen,
which has become by tacit agreement II
place OF rendezvous lor X bbin Hood and
herself. she sits down on a large gray
stone by the side of a whirlng stream To
await his coming.
For the last time. | supp )se," she
thinks, dejeet sdly. and what All idiot
am to feel SO badly about il !"
Idiot or not, she makes wonderfully
pretty picture, Robin Hood thinks, as he
comes down the almost prec pltous hill
side, with gun On his shoulder and a
dog at his heels.
II kiss your hands. my princess" he
says, gay ~, land | sbouiu have been
here before, but that | have tramped
ten miles or more in order to bring
down a deer for you. Did ypu not say
that you wanted pair of an ,rs?'
Il believe | did Say so,n Nathalie
answers, L" but | never imagined that
you would 60 and kill u deer In order
70 crafty me. 1t Was very good of you
i mean good TO me, though | think t
was hard on the deer-but where is it p
MY companion on the chase-lhe
worthy farmer and hunter with whom
lodge-has IL on his horse, aud he will
take it to the Spings and leave it for
you. Venison Is almost as desirable as
antIers, You know"
Leave it Tor me y she repeats. bat
how does he know who | amp
Because | told him for whom to
lpayP ~ n. nlIas har ,.,;th
the smile she has by this Tune learned
to know exceedingly we'll.
She looks at him little startl ID
Strangely enough, she has fanced her
personality as envelOped in mystery t.
him as bis Is to her.
Then You know my name ?' she says.
- Yes ne answered, Il have known
your name as long as have known yJu-
in fact, | may say that l knew it before |
knew you"
"And yet You have never. never once
addressed me by it,"
Why should P You have preferred
to be the Princess Amaryllis to me, and
us the Princess Amalylls | have regard
ed you. Ii We ever meet else " here than
In the merry greenwood, | shall not pre-
sumo on our chance association to Claim
acquaintance with Miss Byrne."
WeswiH talk OF that after WHILE"
she says. Il see that you do know nv
name. Have YOU any objection to .llint
me how you learned il P"
None ut ALL" he answers. about
three weeks ago was fishing one day in
the II tie lake near the hotel, when | saw
you for the first Time. You were in a
boat with q young man whom you ad-
dressed as y dck. aud YOU were tlking
pardon my having overheard your con
versalion, but you kept so close to the
bank that | could not avoid doing so-ot
romance versus canoes and pearls"
A burning blush sweeps into Nathalie's
face. She has never furgo tt IN that fip-
pant conversation, and that this man Of
all men-this man with his int .nse scorn
OF things mercenary and conventional
should have oyerhsard it, seems almost
too bard TO be borne.
'lremember You now" she says slowly.
You rose up aud walked away. am
sorry you should have overheard the non
sense was liking butt suppose it does
not matter. But that did not tell You my
name" .f-o
"No bot this did. found it in the boat
after you lett"
From an inner pocket he draws an en-
veiope, and from this Produces. not let
ter but handkerchief, in one corner of
which is written Nathalie Byrne."
81 see" says the owner Of that name
looking at ii. 80. all the time nv fool.
ish little mystery was no myst .ry At all to
you! And now 1 think You owe il to me to
tell me your name"
81 viii do so presently" he answers.
"But have something to say fr,t and it
Is this; am not man To- be readily smit.
ten Ly women, yet t1ink If in love
with you that day | saw You in the GOAT.
l was charmed with your lace, with your
voice, with your laugh, and felt quite as
sure as your Companion did that YOU made
a great mis- take IN fancying yourself capa.
Die OF mercenaly marriage. | thought
then, that should like t. test YOU. and
Fate mas kindly granted me the oppoltn-
niiy desired. You know al that there il
TO know OF me exec pt nv name, which is
honest. aud my fortune, which is slender
III nave won any place in your heart dur
ing the time that we have known each
other--if there is any hope for me in the
future, provided prove myself WORTHY of
your regard, not by the amount Of wealth
that possess, but by the integrity of nv