The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1879-02-14

upon che green x*ard by her side At
Grst be had no thought but the dread one
of death. She lay there so still, so pale, so
lkke denth, that the idea of attempting to
revive hor did not even occur to him and, &,
10 truth, it would have been hard to have
told whose cheek was the palest-his, or
tAat OF sweet Lily Grey.
dsdt, flresently he fancied that her lips
quivered little, very little; and that
there was the slightest perceptib'e tremor
of the deeply-fringed eyelids. Perhaps it
was nothing but the dancing shadows of
the leaves that were frolicking in the sun
light above him but it gave him hope,
and with that came the effort to restore
her. He bound up the wound upon her
temple he chafcd her cold, moist hands,
and raised her in his arms, and bore her
out from the shadow Of the trees, that the
cool breeze might play upon her check
a world OF pure, warm emotions crept over
his soul, as she lay there so quietly in his
embrace; he forgot the lessons of worldly
wisdom that had been impressed upon him
from his very childhood; he forgot, for
the moment, all save his lovc-love, whose
very existence he had hardly admitted be-
fore-and when he saw by the slight flush
thatspounted.to her brow, that conscious
ness was returning, he murmured-
"Lily dear-deardst Lily-thank God
that you are safe !"
The young girl stared wildly, and he
gently laid her upon the grass again, speak
ing low, soothing words, such as brother
might breathe in the car of younger and
beloved sister, until she opened her eyes,
and raising her hands to her brow said
"Frcderick-Mr. Gordon-where am 1 !?
How came hcre?"
"That you can best tell yourself, Lily"
replied Frederick gaily, for he wished to
dispel all her fears. 81 found you here in
the woods, like the 'faire ladyes' we road Of
in the old romanccs, pale and lreathlcss,
with the blood flowing from your temple /;
and, of course, as good and loyal kni ght
should do did my best to restore you
that is ALL"
SO, remember uow," was the answer.
II had been to see old Mrs. Forster, in the
cottage yonder; she is very lame this week.
1t was very warm, and 1 sat down under
the shade Of that maple to rest myself.
suppose | must have fallen asleep, for l
was suddenly aroused by the report of a
gun. In an instant, 1 felt sharp blow
upon my temple-a large deer went bound
ing past me; and I must have tainted, for
remember nothing more, until, until"
Lily paused, and burning blush over
spread her neck and face, as she recalled
the words that had greeted her car as con.
sciousneSs returned.
Frederick drew her more closely to him
as he said
"Go on, Lily-or shall 1 finish the sen
tence for you? Until you heard words
that must have convinced you-of what
inoeed, you coufd not nave Deon Ignorant
before that Frederick Gordon loves YOU
Was not that what you would have said,
Lily ?"
There was no reply but, although Lily S
lip trcmbled and her eyes were heavy with
unshed teare. she did not shrink from his
embrace, and Frederick Gordon felt that
he was beloved.
"Forgive me, Lily, you are growing pale
agaln--you are still weak. | should not
have troubled you. Are you strong enough
to walk home now, think you--dear one ?"
20, yes,' replied Lily, rallying herself.
II am quite strong now. imagine my
temple must have been cut by a sharp stone
thrown up by tho hoof of the deer, as it
rushed past me-"
Few words were spkcn by the young
pair as they walked through the woods, in
the dim twilight. Lily's homc-at least,
her home for the time beng--was but a
short distance off, and with mute pressure
of the hand they parted at the gate.
To BE CONTINUED.