Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-11-18
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he had pictured to himself, The loveliest
apparition that had ever greeted his eyes.
A slender young girl, not more than TWEEN
ty years old. with wavy auburn hair franz
ing a pale, oval face, lighted by great
grey eyes. which had a sad expression
lurking in their dark depths. 4 frown
however disfgured her low, white fore
head, and her 1.-THE figure clad in deepest
mourning, had an air Of command which
made Guy blush to the roots of his hair,
murmur an inarticulate excuse. and re-
treat with more haste than dignity.
On reaching the camp he was greeted
with quartette Of
"Hallo. old boy, got caught, did you'''
'sDid she almost take your head OFF,
.sWhat is the old bear like, any how ?"
'Will she write to your father dye
think?''
"Shut up. all Of you ~ savagely re-
turned our hero. Its enough you
gotten me into the scrape; so don't both
er me about it. I'm sick OF the whole
affair, and don't care for your brilliant
remarks
Suppose I should remark said Hal.
anxious to appease their usually sweet
tempered leader, that a certain Black
Prince was quietly munching his oats in
farmer Smiths barn.
mo, he isn't thought exclaimed
Guy, an expression Of delight crossing his
face. Dear old fellow, I'm so glad he's
come suppose he's tired, or should
be tempted to have a ride tonight
Overioyed at the arrival of his
favorite horse, his bid temper
vanished. although he still refused to di-
vulge the secret of the afternoons adyen-
ture.
1t was a Jolly party that gathered az
ter supper in front of the tent. Jokes,
college songs and cigars predOminated.
"Upidee" rang through the woods. and
as the last notes of the "Iire / 10i0Hr''
died away, Solomon piped out
'.Say. those poor girls must be having
a rather hard time, fancy"
ado 'cm good" said the hearilcss
Fred.
"I'm only sorry orr fun's ended, " said
Tom, equally unicelingly. All with a
sigh, Lizzie, thou vert a sweet creature,
but ! am afraid hencelorth. you are no 90
for Thomas A., Jr.n
Guy was silent Solomon's remarks
called up to his mind the events of the at
ternoon. A sweet face seemed to gaze at
him from out of the darkness, and a me-
lodious voice to reprove him for his fool
ishness.
What an idiot must have seemed to
herr he said mentally.
With this comforting thought he arose
and announced that it was time to turn
The next day dawned fair. clear and
cool. The dew sparkled on the grass. the
birds sang in the trees. and the green
leaves of the forest swayed gently to and
fro in the light morning breeze.
All the boys. except Guy. started off on
hunting or fishing cxcursions-he was
delegated to ride to Cedartown for letters.
Across the fields he walked to Farmer
Smiths barn, saddled and bridled Black
Prince. and rode of TO town. Very brave
and bonny looked both horse and rider, as
they shot down the mountain road Prince,
with his black glossy coat and flashing
eyes. and Guy in his fresh youth and
strong manhood.
Out from the forest they shot INTO the
trodden highway. How bright and hope
full everything looked from the blue sky
overhead to the green grass beneath
Truly. good heritage is this earth.
thought the young man. and a joyous
whistle broke from his lips rs Black
Prince galloped on. seeming scarcely to
touch the earth with his hoois.
By-and-bv a white building surrounded
by trees. came in sight. Anxious to pass
without being seen. Guy spurred his horse
and the spirited animal sped on like light
ming.
Suddenly white figure darted across
the road. Prince snorted and reared, and
A.
he came To his senses he was lying on
strange bed in darkened room. Hal
wus sitting at the foot of the couch. an
anxious. troubled expression on his usual
" merry face. As his mind gradually re-
turred. he became conscious of some one
changing the bandage on his head Whose
hands were those ? Not Soils. certainly,
nor Toms. nor Fred's. for, kind and ten
der as were their hearts, their hands were
both hard and large.
These hands were small and soft and
smooth. There was u kind of magnetism
too, in their touch which never conld be-
long to the boys.
Curiosity overcame languor. The
brown eyes opened. and looked up into
pair of gray ones. belonging. rs Guy
thought. to the sweetest face God ever
made. The fair nurse shook her head re-
proachtully. and one little palm was gen
tly laid over the invalid's eyes. Then all
was darkness again.
Three weeks passed. weeks in which
Guy lay white and unconscious. His
friends nursed him with tenderness that
was touching to see. The poor boy had
no kind mother or sister to come II him.
and his father. who almost idolized his
only son. was in Europe attending to some
business.
Gushington seminary closed tor the
summer. The girls all left for home. and
only the teachers remained in the large
building. Bitterly. then. did the boys re-
pent all the disparaging remarks they had
made about these worthy maiden ladies,
Miss Gushington, the principal, nursed
Guy as tenderly as though he had been
her own son. and all agreed in pronounc-
ing pretty Miss Dexter. who had been the
cause Of the accident. "a brick"
Continued tomorrow
Sweet repose is enjoyed by those who take
Dr. Bulls Cough Syrup. 1t soothes dis
turbed feelings brought on by a cold, and
positively cures coughs. sore throat, etc.