Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1880-06-09
VOL. 75.-3S43. NO. 35.

and turn keeper Of the light after your
tather. Will that suit you 2"
-, Don't deceive yourself, Mr.. Mcintyre.
we would not be happy together and think
how terrible 1t would be-bound together
foreverr
He laughed exultantly and with good
deal Of amusement.
Faith think it would be mighty
pleasant thing. Come Lizzie, you can deny
me no longer. Do you not see that your
own happiness depends upon your answer 2
Now kiss me, dear, and tell me that you will
take the life you we're so brave TO save into
your own keeping
lie drew her gently toward him, but she
faced him suddenly, with great tears tremb-
ling on her long lashes.
do you think it costs me nothing TO re-
fuse you-you who have made my life so
beautiful these few short weeks | am
rude and ignorant-such wife would bur-
den and disgust you in time. It is for your
good that refuse to accept what seems like
heaven to mel" And then, swift as a deer,
she flew along the shore, leaving Mcintyre
to struggle between anger amusement, and
wounded self-love.
All that day he tried to speak with Lizzie
alone, but she gave him no opportunity. At
last, in very desperation, he tapped at the
door OF her fathers room. Captain Clyde
was again suffering with rheumatism, and
the young man found him in his easychair,
while Lizzie lowered about him.
Captain Clyde" said Mcintyre, as he
blocked the doorway with his broad shoul-
ders to prevent Lizzie from escaping, al
wish to say few words to your daughter in
your presence, since she refuses TO grant me
that privilege elsewhere"
Say on, my lad she should be proud 10
hear whatever you have TO say TO her.
well, Lizzie, | will go away from here
tomorrow, and stay as long as you bid me.
When the time is up | will return TO claim
you for my wife. You shall see that this is
no idle, passing fancy"
His face, grave and sad rested on the girls
flushed face, and the bluff old captains eyes
widened in amazement.
"Speak out gal he commanded. "Have
you anything to say to this young man, who
wooes you like gentleman Shall he come
or no Z"
And Lizzie answered, with downcast eyes
If he comes one year from this time, and
still cares for me- | will be ready"
And is this all, Lizzie p he said, stepping
toward her with outstretched arms.
"No I'll be bound p quoth the old man,
with sly twinkle in his eyes. "When
went courting my little girl used to kiss me-"
And reaching over, he gave Lizzie little
push that sent her into the arms of her
lover; whereupon they all laughed, and
Lizzie, after kissing Mcintyre shyly, slipped
from his embrace and ran from the room.
A whole year passed by, not unhappily
to Lizzie, who had faithfully endeavored to
improve herself. She spent the winter "on
the mainland" with some friends. She
studied, read, watched the people about her
and never coarse herself despite her com
monplace life at home, she fell easily into
the new groove. Although not unhappy,
the girls cheek was paer than of yore, and
her eyes held a wistfuness that had grown
in them since parting from her lover for
occasionally this thought crossed her dreams
OF the future, He may not come at all he
may forget"
But Allen Mcintyre was truer than most
OF his kind for the early fall brought him
again to Lizzie's home. While he waited in
the old.fashioned sitting-room, the door was
opened hesitatingy, and who was this be-
| fore him
Allen had left young gypsy, magnificent
in her way, with coal-black braids and flash
ing eyes; yet scarcely the figure for draw
lng-room, III her short gown and thick,
coarse shoes. daughter of the sea- sun
Drowned and fearless. But this-was this
Lizzie graceful women in trailing robes.
All the shining hair braided and coiled
about her head, resting in a coronet queen
might envy, above the low broad brow.
Paler than of old; her eyes downcast, but
shining softly through their happy tears
her red mouth shining triumphantly. Was
this Lizzie ? Why, not one woman of all
the brilliant throng he remembered could
compare with her
Every summer handsome gentleman and
his dark-haired wife visit the old light-keep.
er's home; and every fall they return to
their stately home in far-away city, where
the lady does the honors of her grand house
with grace that charms all.
Aud yet Allen Mcintyre laughingly ac.
cuses his wife of fishing for him.