The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-11-02


home some work, undoubtedly, and
Roses new Sunday dress pattern came
from the storekeeper's yesterday, and
Ally must make it quickly. Come,
Rose" And the lively, light hearted
Mrs. Mills hastened form the room, fol-
lowed by the happy Rose, who, as she
passed out of the door with the waiter
and its etceteras, laughed outright at
the prospect of a new Sunday dress.
The youth leaned against the window
long after the pretty Alice had disap-
peared-then suddenly recalling his
thoughts, he rang the bell for a servant,
ordered his horse, and shortly after
galloped off on his morning ride.
Two months had rolled by, and the
coutry surrounding the little village of
B. was even more beautiful than 1t had
been during the summer. A slight
frost had touched the foliage, giving it
rich autumnal hue. George Murray
and sweet Ally Ray were wandering in
the woods together. The boy lover
gazed with passionate earnestness on the
innocent face of the lovely child, while
her bright eyes were cast down, that he
might not see the tears which dimmed
their violet beauty.
They were on the eve of parting. The
next day and he would be far from her.
His guardian had resolved he should
finish his studies at "a German univer-
sity, and years might intervene ere they
should again meet-possibly never.
" You must love me, dearest" MUIR
INJURED the youth, "believe me always
true-in few years shall be master
of my own actions, then will return to
claim my little Alice for my wife,
Remember, my own one, that you
belong to me. Ah! Alice, do not, do
not forget me-"
The poor child, overcome with the
thoughts of their separation, wept bit
terly, and he soothed her grief with
assurances of their happy future. She
gazed with sad pleasure at the little
locket he had purchased at the village
watchmaker's, and which contained
some of his hair, while he claimed one
little curl in return, and bent over her
to choose the silky lock-the sun was at
its setting, and its brilliant rays shot
through the trees, athwart the forest
path, shedding golden light upon the
lovers--was it beam of hope as type
of the future?
He left his country with saddened
feelings, but looked toward the future
with the bright eye of youthful expecta-
ton. He never dreamed of how differ
emily he and poorAlly might be situated
toward each other in few years. What
sympathy and companionship could
exist between the high bred, finished
man of the world, that years residence
abroad might make the now impetuous
youth, and lowly Ally Ray, the shoe
makers daughter and village seamstress.
Poor Ally one would almost have
prayed that she might soon forget him
but no, her early training had strength
ened her in confidence and truth. She
had never met with insincerity.--
Brought up in the quiet village, her
or falsehood-hers was not nature to
forget
The first letter George received from
his Aunt Mary told him of poor Job
Rays dangerous illness-he was near
dying when she wrote, and Ally's uncle,
who lived in the star west" was to
come on for her in case of her fathers
death. eHi
" L would adopt her myself,' wrote
the kind-hearted Aunt Mary = ''dear
little creature, L am exceedingly attached
to her, and would bring her up as my
daughter; my boys already love her as
sister, and you, dear George, would
not, think, object to her as cousin
but her father wishes she should go with
her uncle"
Poor George was almost frantic at the
news,and when he again heard from B.,
Ally's father was dead, and she, poor
girl, had left with her uncle for her new
home in the then wild west. He could
gain no certain Information as to Ally's
residence. She had promised to let
Aunt Mary know, when she was settled,
but If she wrote, the letter must have
been lost, for they never heard from
her.
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Many changes took place before George
Murray returned from Europe. Sweet