Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1879-08-28

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sages by the score (; but [ was
resolute. The eighth day l became
more composed-began to recover
my senses, you know. The ninth
| cried, and the tenth | sent him
word to come to me. lie had gone
to California! For thirty years he
has been there, as you know.
have never married, nor has he
each has been true to the old love
and a pretty pair of fools we
make !" And poor Miss Dinah
suddenly burst out crying, and for
a while sobbed unrestraincdly-
"Well, wcll," said old Teresa,
when her mistress had grown
calmer, and was, IN fact, smiling
again through the water drops.
"4ou'll see each other row, and
it'll all be made up-and who
knows F! Stranger things have
happened, and you are not bit too
DID,"
"But if [ perceive those terrible
changes in him that You speak of,
Teresa" SAID Miss Dinah, half in
earnest, 81 can never want him,
even if he should want me'
Glove never sees nothing but
what 1t chooses" replied Teresa,
oracularly.
"But look, woman % cried her
mistress, suddenly, "there's cloud
over the SUM- tell you it will rain
to day."
"Wha: if it does, I say he will
come all the same, and you'll see
him just as you've been counting
on for the last three months. You
said he never broke his word"
"That's no merit, Teresa. l
kept mine for a week, and see what
came OF it -
Yes, clouds had blown mp as they
do sometimes on warm September
day, but, as we know, rain does not
always follow.
1t was now time for old Teresa
to think about dinner, and a great
feast OF course it was to be.
"We must do our best, Miss, to-
day A II old men are fond of good
eatin's."
"Old men ? What DO yon mean,
woman - cried Miss Pryne, in
dignantly; but she laughed.
Wonderful! preparations they
made-not flattering to Mr.. Rich
ard Clitford's appetite you would
have thought they were providing
for an "Eating Tom," or some
other gastronomic celebriety ;
chickens and ducks, ham, every
imaginable vegetable, six different
dcscrts-enough for three or four
; OF the largest sized giants.
But it continued to cloud up.
Poor Miss Dinah pccped out and
upwards every five minutes ; but
the weather was hopeless--at half
past one the sky was dark, with a
faint flashing and rumbling in the
distance, and he was expected at
two.
AS the minutes went by the
thunder grew louder and nearer
and the lightning tierccr, and after
while down splashed the big,
round drops which always precede
a summer storm.
At five minutes Of two Miss
Dinah stood on the balcony look
ing down the road. The rain was
terrific, the flashing and roaring
overhead, as she remarked to o.d
Teresa, busy within giving the last
touches to the table " beyond any
thing in her experience"
" Amt you afraid Miss to stand
there -
" Nonsense. | must see him as
he gets ont of the carriage. Have
an umbrella rcady-''
In her excitement [ dol bt if she
thought of the uproar alb out her.
Suddenly she cried, with her hand
on her heart, and her face pale AS
death.
" Here he comes 70
1t was quite true. The buggy
was rattling up the avenne but
nothing could be seen of its occu-
pant on account of the apron which
had been stretched from the top to
the dashboard. The horse was
dripping.
And now it wheeled and drew
up at the door. Poor Miss Dinah
stood with outstretchcd hands and
dllated eyes, white, trembling
thirty long years--her love, her
darling-so long lost--now to see
him again !
[ don't know now it happened !;
but at that instant there was flash
from the sky, followed by a dread
tul peal, and every living thing was
for few seconds shaken and stun
ned
When Teresa came to herself
she glanced out, terribly hewilder.
! ed. and saw her miStraco lvipo on