The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1880-01-01

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Oh, very well" shifted Miss Al
vira, her nose in the air as she turned
to go. AN; ..
Excuse me" stammered Ivy, putting
out, her hand to detain her, CT
thought you must have been misin-
formed. How did you hear2"
"Oh," said Miss Simms, softening,
only too glad of the chance to go over
the details. "I didn't hear at all-I
sawi / was up at the 'Squire's when he
brought her home. The sewing-room
door was open, and saw them come
into the hall together. Then his moth
er and the Squire ran out, and I heard
him introduce her as their new daugh-
ter. Then, in the middle of the laug gh-
ing, and kissing, and handshaking, some
one closed the door to prevent the
dressmaker from witnessing their xfami-
| ly joys, 1 suppose
Poor Ivyl She turned faint and
sick as the fatal truth forced itself upon
her. Her face grew white as death,
and there was stony look of misery
in the soft eye that would have melted
4 less cruel heart than that of the wom-
an beside her. But in the midst of her
misery pride came to her aid. One
thing she was resolved upon-no one
should ever suspect her anguish; no
one should ever say that she wore the
willow for gay Joe Dalton.
4 |9 How she accomplished the rest of the
distance to church she never knew
She had confused remembrance that
she turned the subject with some COM
monplacer emarks-that she discussed
the weather, the fall styles, the new
minister, with now and then laugh or
careless jest, In much her usual fashion,
till they parted at the church door, and
Ivy mechanically assembled the gallery
stairs and took her place among the
singers seats" 2nisis rz-f5 Fi5'ss
@Why, Ivy SunderlandIn chori,sed
the girls; what is the matter? You're
as white as a-sheet-- -your-eyes-
why. girls, just look at her eyesl"
."iThere, girls said Ivy, with faint
smile, "please don't talk to me; I've
got q horrible headache" Which was
true enough, but heartaehe would have
been truer.o zbaasBQsii Ss2d1 - s5go
II So the kind hearted creatures hustled
about and brought her glass of. water
and battered old palm-leaf fan from a
dusty closet, and mercifully left her at
peace. But for once the soaring So
prano was silent, and the, anthem
+ obliged to pursue its winding way with
out her aid, while she sat on one side
idly watching the congregation drifting
In, one by one, with their shining hoi-
day faces.
By-and-by came firm, light tread
i up the aisle, and wv closed her ewes
with sickening shudder. When she
/ opened them again Joe Dalton stood at
the head of their pew, ushering in a
/ tiny, elegant creature in rustling, pur
pie silks, cloud of fluffy blonde hair
/ above n childish. face, and eyes like great
soft violets. He faced the choir for an
instant, and, as his eyes met 1vy's, the
whole face lit Dip With gleam of dark
eyes and flash of dazzling teeth be-
meath his brown mustache.
But the smile faded to a look of half
indignant surprise as Ivy looked straight
on and beyond him without the slight
est sign of recognition, and he settled
1 himself with that impatient shake of the
broad shoulders which Ivy knew SO
well.
Long after service she fingered in the
gallery to avoid all chance of meeting
him, and then slowly made her way
home, curious numb feeling at her
heart, strange blur and chill over the
sunny autumn landscape and in the
crisp, golden air. sf5s...
/ But when she reached home she was
even more gay and cordial than usual
In her greetings of the numerous atints,
uncles, and young fry of cousins who
had assembled there during the morn
ing; and all that afternoon her laugh
i was tae loudest, her jest the widest
Z among all that hilarious group. A
bright spot burned on either cheek, and
there was a feverish light in her eyest
but no one knew that her hands and fee !;
were Like ice, that the wild gayety came
from an excitement that Just escaped
deliriuln. And when Julia Hunt and
her cousin called they found her radiant
in the blue silk and ready to discuss
"the news" which, thanks to Miss
ing from one end of Redleaf to the
!. other; praising the bride, too, in such
glowing terms that the two girls, watch
ing her narrowly, snatched a moment
aside to whisper that there was moth
ing in that Irritation of hers with Mr..
Dalton, after all-she didn't show bit
, Jealous"
/ So through the long twilight they
sat in the freight, cracking nuts and
jokes indiscriminately, pounding their
thumbs and screaming with alternate
pain and laughter, and chattering
through it all like a convocation of hi,
larious magpies.
Then, as the young moon looked in
at the western windows, Miss Hunt de-
clared, jumping up, that they must go
there was to be dance mile away, al
which they were due in an hour, and a
pair of somebodies" no doubt waiting
impatiently at the paternal mansion at
this very, moment for their return.
So Ivy, throwing her scarlet cloak
around her shoulders and pulling the
hood over her curls-a lovely, grown-ur
Red Riding Hood-ran down to the gate
with them to see them off, in sociable
country fashion, and after shower OF
girl kisses on both sides stood watch
ing them as they tripped up the road il
! the weird imingling of twilight and
moonlight which hung over the world
Standing on one side, peering up the
road with intent eyes, absorbed in hel
own thoughts, she did not hear the
footstep that stole softly along the grass
bordering of the roadside walk. The
next moment a strong arm clasped her
a pair of daring lips snatched kiss.
q Watching for me, Ivy?" cried Joe
Dalton, triumphantly.
Mr.. Daltonl How dare you'll Let
me go, sirl"" exclaimed Ivy, breaking
away from him with blazing eyes and
face shining white with anger in the
, faint light.
"Whewr" calculated Joe, steppine
back pace. at seems to me that yoI
: have changed nightly in three shor