Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-09-20
Gales aud Sketehss.
MARX GOLDsMITH'S LgsSOy,
Continued from Yesterday


Gle was held. and :he minister was Invit-
I'd to tea. Now Mary was there. and had
left word at home for the hired man to
come after her with the chaise at nine
O'Clock.
The minister made scv. raj Intellectual
att. mpts to speak to her during the even.
ing. and when he heard that the cbsjse
had arrived, and she was going to ride
home, be somewhat anxiouslv followed
h"r INTO the entry saying In an UNDER
tone: NI
81 have been trying all the evening to
speak To you." Gas though she did not
W. know II. adding. ",hall You be ut
home To morrow evening P"
II shall be at Aunt Sarah's" said Mary.
ana she continued with a roguish smile,
.Aun, Sarah viii be very glad TO see you
there"
From that time Mary spent all her
Thursday evenings at aunt Sarah'a. and
Miss 5, kes. with whom the minister board
ed, said she did not know what II meant.
but there was one. evening In the week
hat the minister went away, without tel.
ing an, body where he was going. And
Tor her ptri she must say. though she had
tried and tried. she couldn't find out.
One day, about month after this, when
Maik went down TO the village for gro
ceries. Joe Smith the grocer's son, said 10
him: r-r
"W'n. Squire, how do you like the new
parson p
"Umph - said Mark. "he's no great"
We'll. anyhow. he likes the folks up at
the Odd Red I'm thinking
Mark looked up at Joe. inquiringly, and
then said
'Pshaw he never comes there"
"W.1l If he don't he wants TO. and that
is just as bad" said joe Folks saw
aud YOU mustn't mind it am plain with
y"n. Squire-folks say you hold rather
100 tight rein with hat girl Of your'n."
Mark made no r. ply. but gathering up
the package Joe had been tying up, he
strobe out OF the store without stopping
TO settle his bill.
The Squre's pretty huffy." said Joe,
tn n mi>chievOus twinkle ia his eve, as
he watched the unwon,ed sped with
which the old mare took her master up
the hill. Now there was one creature that
Mark was never harsh to, and that WAS
his same old mare.
She is knowing beast" he used to
say. and arybody could see how she took
Advantage Ut her masters amiable weak
ness, Tor whenever she happ sned to feel
like il. no matter where, she could sud-
denly stop and have a resting spell.
On the day In question, however, she
so Tar svmpathized with Marks haste to
get away from joe Smith that she kept up
~ brisk oi. until they were halt way up
to the "Old Red"
But Old habits are not easily broken,
and the shady, retired hollow they had
come 10. proved too great u temptation
Tor The old mare. so the trot subsided into
n walk, and the walk into decided stop,
Mark sal with his knit brows and COM
pressed lips, thinking of what Joe had
laid, and hard y noticed where he was.
IL was charming summers afternoon.
and slight bretze rustled the myriad
aves in The branches over his head, as
though the lofty trees were whispering se-
crets 10 each other. Whether any roman
tic idea was suggested 10 Max we cannot
lay, only he reused up, somewhat sud-
denly, and looking about him, said with
evident emotion, "Yes, this is the very
place Tears gathered in the old mans
eyes, and though he brushed them away
again with his hard. rough hand, they still
kel coming.
Yes. lhIs was the very place. where.
tweny y yeais before. Mark Goldsmith had
told May Willard the story OF his love;
he very place where together they had
promised to love each o,her till death.
Max was then poor. while her father,
Major Willard, was a very itch man, Yet
he well remembered the generous kind.
ness OF the old Major, the Tree consent he
gave TO their union, and the wealth that
WAS transferred 10 him ut his death.
Nor did Max forget, (although he al
mo wished he could), that Mary Willard
had said 10 him on their beiruthal night,
20, Max, it my father should oppose Us
| should die!" And was not Mary Gold
smith another Mary Willard. with The
same loving disposition and winning waysl
Was 1t possible ior the young munster TO
love her, just rs he himself had loved her
sainted nothera
WHAT II h- had been taunted with want
ing Mnir w ards broad acres instead of
his daughter?
The lnought was too much for Mark,
and he gave the reins sudden and vio-
lr, jerk that started the old mare into .
brisk trol again. fa
Mark. however. did not drive directly to
The '.O.d Red, bul tlrned down the lane
that leads to sister Salys, and drove
around into her Yard. Sac immediately
often called. he seldom got out of his
wagon. He used To say. mo one can
call me an old man. Sally. am sure. but
reckon It's the 'rheumatics' makes me
kind of sitf''
But this afternoon he got out, and fol-
lowing her iuto the pleasant sitting room.
sal down Ia the armchair.
ID, lighted with such SO unusual occur
renee. the old lady made an extra effort
tu entertain hun. and having exhausted
IA the hpcs concerning his affairs, she
began 10 talk oi her own. entering 1t last
into somewhat lengthy account OF the
c, pure and subs. que nj destruction OF
mouse that had got into her chamber the
night before.
Marx had not paid much attention to
nyihing she said. Something very differ
ent WAS evidently on his miud, aud be-
fore she hal finished the mouse story, be
had made two in. heciu attempts lv In