The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-11-30

! me. ! do not boast when say my
snit would not be rejected in mos
] families of high standing where
: am known
"Ah, that is the idea,n she ex
claimed, hastily; ''if as you say
you do care for me''-she stammer.
ed a little over the words, "you
} would soon grow weary of my stu
pid ways. | should shame you
J every day of your life. and your
, grand friends would wonder at
your choice, and l should die o,
, homesickness.'
with me, Lizzie ?"
4 "fes even with you p smiling and
! blushing as she met his eyes.
II He laughed-he was so sure OF
winning her-and kissed her mouth.
4 "Well, sweetheart, | will live
] here, then, and turn keeper of the
light after your father. viii that
suit your
"DoE't deceive yourself, Mr. Nc
Intyre. We would not be happy
together. and think how terrible it
would be-bound together forever"
He laughed exultantly and with a
great deal of amusement.
Faith l think it would be
a mighty pleasant thing. Come
Lizzie, you can deny me no longer.
Do you not see that your own hap
piness depends upon your answer ?
Now kiss me, dear, and tell me that
you will take the life you were so
brave to save into your own keep
ing"
] He drew her gently toward him,
but she faced him suddenly, with
great tears trembling on her long
lashes.
"Do you think it costs me moth
ing TO refuse you-you who have
made my life SO beautiful these few
short weeks? / am rude and igno-
rant-such wife would burden
and disgust you in time. 1t is tor
your good that l refuse to accept
what seeIns like heaven to me-
And then, swift as deer, she
flew along the shore, leaving McIn-
tyre to struggle between anger,
amusement and wounded self-love.
All that day he tried to speak to
Lizzie alone, but she gave him no
oportunity At last in every des-
peration. he tapped at the door Of
her fathers room. Captain Clyde
was again suffering with rheuma-
tism, and the young man found
him in his easy chair, with Lizzie
lowering about him.
captain CLYDE" said Mcintyre,
as he blocked the doorway with his
broad shoulders to prevent Lizzie
from escaping. Il 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 would be
proud to hear whatever you have to
say TO her."
well, Lizzie, / will go away
from here to morrow, 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 eyes grave and sad, rested on
| the girls flushed face, and the bluff
|capts.in's eyes widenei in amaze
ment.
Speak out, gal,' he commanded.
!"Have YOU anything to say to this
young man, who wooes you like a
Shall he come or no?"
And Lizzie answered with down.
cast eyes: IF he comes one year
from this time, and stin cares for
me, will be ready"
And is that all, Lizzie 2" he
said, stepping toward her with out
stretched arms.
mo, I'll be boundr' said the old
man, with sly twinkle in his eyes.
'"When / went courting, my girl
used to kiss meo And reaching
over he gave Lizzie a push that sent
her into the arms of her lover;
whereupon they all laughed. and
Lizzie, after kissing Mcintyre, shyly
slipped from the room.
\ whole year passed By, and not
unhappily tn Lizzie, who had faith
fully endeavored to improve herself
She spent the winter ION the main
land" with some friends. She stud
led, read, watched the people about
her, and. never coarse herself, de-
spite her commonplace life at home,
she fell easily into the new groove.
Although not unhappy, the girls
cheek was paler than Of yore, and
her eyes held a wistfulness that had
grown in them since parting from
her lover, for occasionally this
thought crossed her dreams for the
future HE may not come at all
he may forget"
But Allen McIntye was traer than
most of his kind {; for the early fall
brought him again to Lizzie's house.
While he waited in the old-fashion-
ed sitting room, the door was open
ed hesitatingly, and who was this
before him?
Allen had left a young gypsy,
magnificent in her way, with coal
black braids and flashing eyes, yet
scarce ly figure for a drawing-room
in her coarse gown and thick, coarse
shoes; a daughter of the sea, sun
Drowned and fearless. Bot this
was this Lizzie2 A graceful woman
in trailing robes, and the shining
hair braided and coiled about her
head, resting in 4 coronet a queen
might envy, above the low, broad
brow. Paier than of old. her eyes
downcast but shining softly through
happy tears. her mouth smiling tri-
umphantly. Was this Lizzie? Why,
not woman in all his brilliant
throng could compare with her.
Every summer a handsome gen.
tleman and his dark-haired wife
visit the light-kceper's home; and
every fall they return to their state
ily home in far away city, where
the lady does the honors of her
grand house with q grace that
charms a1l