The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1879-10-02
that here we have perpetual and econom-
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ago the discoverer would surely have
been burned as wizard" .5-.. +. -.
ADELINA. -.
by ELSIE LEIGH wu1rr1EsEy
1t was the day after New Years.
cold, clear Tuesday morning-that I dis
consolately wendell my way to school
wishing that holidays came ottencr and
stald Longer, and rcg1etting that out of
tifty-two there was only one week of un-
interrupted pleasure.
The old red schoolhousc stood Mt thc
junction of three roads, and, as 1 raised
the little hill just before reaching It. I
saw coming from the opposite direction,
little black-clad figure that looked like
a moving blot on the unbrokcn whitcncss
OF the snow-cOyercd landscape.
never could tell what actuatcd nc
to llngcr on her movements as I did. OF
why she SO strongly attracted nc. but
from the first l think must have loved
the child, even before was old cnouoh
to rightly understand the meaning of the
| word.
We reached the worn old .joor-stone to.
gether, and, being a boy not ut all afraid
to speak to anyone, much less timid
little girl, very coolly asked her if this
was her first day at school.
eyes; and I dread it so much"
1t was the sweetest voice I had eyel
heard, or have ever heard since. The DC
culiar rising infection on the last word
was like the short, clear, low notes of a
Eird, and as purely natural.
"Do you come every day?''
Haven't missed day this winter
30, am SO glad.''
"Why arc you so glade"
because you are a good boy. Won't
you please tell me your Nance"
edward Dusand."
II like the name," she said, swectly.
and, boy as was, I wondered how any
mortal ever came by such an angel smile.
All this time she had been trying to
unite the round worstcd strings Of her
hood, but had only succeeded in draw
ing them into a harder knot.
wont you please unite it for me, Ed
dic?"
She held up her little chin, and with
out moments hesitation bent down
and did as she requested. It was such a
tender, contiding little facc-who could
help loving it? pattcd cncouragingly
the rose-rcd check turned toward me in
gentle truthfulncss, and babe her not to
be afraid, for she had as good a right to
come to school as any one.
"Halloo! where did that little black
bird come from?" cried kiud-hcarted Ben
Phillips, as we entered. "Comc along
little girl, and get warm, for you look
half frozen"
A general tittcring and nudging fol-
lowed Ben's energetic seating of the new
scholar, and one saucy little mink, not
understanding its significance, asked
pcrtly:
what are you looking so like crow
for? 1 hate black dress"
"Hush!" replied an older girl, who over
heard the remark. "Hush, Sue: don't YOU
see she is in mourning?"
The voice that had SO charmed me il
the entry answered the question in 1
strangely-Qulet way.
! my father is dead!'
a hush as of death tell upon the noisy
group gathered around the old cracked
/ stove. The unwontcd silence was broker
by tue entrance Of the teacher, who i'm
mediatcly raped us to order, after which
he briskly called up the new scholar
what is your namc"'
"Adelina."
Mr.. Pike looked wise.
"Adelina Lagrange, I suppose; an.
you arc the daughter of the lady wi 10 ha
recently taken the Baldwin cottage?"
ayes. sir.''
swell, you may take this scat" point
ing to a bench not far from where I wa.
sitting, and without further questioning
Adcllna had passed through the tryins
ordeal of a ''first day." and was dull
counted one of us.
| Her mother, it was rumored, was a lad,
OF refinement and culture, but very PROUD
and reserved in her demeanor for per
son W no was obliged to teach music 70
a living. Mrs. Lagrange, at any rate
was young. handsome, and recently wild
oWed-at least the length and ncwncss o
her veil indicated to observing fcminin,
eyes that the bereavement was recent
and that is all the gossips knew abou
her.
The suI.mcr term brought Adelin,
again to the old red schoolhouse, but 81
changed outwardly that we hardly knew
her for the somber "blackbird'' of tn,
previous winter. She t1uttcred in on,
morning dressed in white, with sash and
shoulder-knots of cherry ribbons. til,
lovlicst creature ever saw. At moor
she came to INC, and said, very gravely
"Atter to-day 1 am not coming an,
more"
"Why?'
~ am going to the city to live; but 70,
were kind to me the first day 1 came, ant
tell you for that reason, and becaus,
you didn't mind untying my hood fo
me-"
l felt her going so kecnly that I could
not study, try as would, and in consc
quence my grammar lesson was decid
cd failure. went. home from school hel
way that day, taking care that the othc
scholars should not suspect my motives
When Game IN sight of her she wa
standing motionlcss by the roadside, at
tentively watching yellow jacket buzz
ing for sweets in the downy heart of ;
white Canada thistle.
Years after, when miles and miles
away from that spot, could shut my eye
on hazy afternoon, with tivc-o clock SUI
dipping towards the tree tops, and sec
little girl, lovely as the blush of the sun
set, gazing pcnsively at bee upon com
mon roadside flower.
"Did it sting you?' I asked, assumin!
a very sympathetic air.
"No; bees never sting me, and Nv,
watched them dance on the thlstlc-he head
| all summer"
II did not know that you loved then,
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