Mexico weekly ledger., 1879-06-05
Harry had privately slipped into her

Harry had privately slipped into her
hand.
Under her kindly ministration,
May soon fell into n quiet slumber,
and did not wake until the next morn
ing, when she dressed hastily and
went down stair-, where she found .
her friend anXiously waiting to hear
from her He was afraid that she |,
was unfit for travel, but she was very
decided that she must start for home !
that very day.
All the journey he was gently con-
sideratc, and paid her every attcn-
ton in kind, brotherIy way, and
she trusted him and depended upon
him na way which alternately charm
ed and bewlidercd him.
As they neareI home, the old sad.
ness came on his face again as he
thought how soon the happy dream
OF the past few days would come to
All end.
"Only n few more miles, and we
shall be at lone again." said May,
interruptlug his thoughts. ''Do you
realize it? 1t has been 4 very differ
eut Journey to me from what it was
gong out. l can never thank you
enough. | can return yOm money,
but | can never repay your kind
ness
As she spoke, she turned her blue
eyes, brimful Of gratitude upon him,
and met Il look in his brown eyes
that made her turn hastily away, and,
pulling out her handkerchief III her
confusion, OF course the picture fell
ou,, too. Before she could prevent
him, he stopped to pick it up, and,
seeing whose picture it was, retained
it IN his hand while his eyes searched
the flushing face before him.
"Why did you carry that picture
with you, Miss Erncst:"
But her only answer was a still
Deepening color. and then the hope
that had flashed into his mind cnang-
cd into an almost entire conviction,
and he said in low tone, not that he
was afraid OF ianybody's hearing him,
for they were IN the rear of the car
and there were no passengers near
them, but because ii seems natural
to speak low in 4 time of great earn
CSturSS:
lyon gave me your final answer
that day that seems SO long ago to
me; but something in ny heart ur-
yes me to ask again for a little OF
your love, only LITTLE; if it were
ever so little, it would make me the
hapDiest man in the world.
"ls it yes or no?'
The face opposite to him was avert
ell. and stcmcG intent on studying
the landscape, bat the hand next to
him was he td toward Inn, and in
stantly felt i,self grasped in warm,
fervent pressure.
This was her ;?hlv answer, but he
wss more than satisfied. just then
when he felt rs il he would have glad,
ilv ridden Il thousand Injles farther
the incXuTable conductor shouted
out the nnmc 50 familiar to then
both. and the train commenced slack.
= ju,r its pace, but, under cover of the
= hustle Of the passengers for their
:, baggage aud ottcr possessions, hC
! found opportunity TO press one little
kiss on the unrc,istirg hand thot lay
; SO Quietly in ", oVA-oniy one KISS ;
but something N Its warm, earnest
, pressure broa.l1 til. glad waves o'
, color to Mas face, while he unwiIl'
. ingly rclcasd the hand. and, gather
uig togethQ her shawl and other be-
! lonQings viii an air of proprietor
ship quite chrmiug to see, helpeC
her from the tain with the air that :
man assumes w4cn he is happier thai
he ever expected to be in this world
y And SO enCcd the first and las
/ journey that My Ernest ever tool