The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1881-06-10

! tell you, MsIh, ana uOn ike III al all,
for / don't believe as Mr.. Carleton
means any good to her."
"Sheis certainly very much changed, "
replies the younger fisherman, with o
sigh. 81 know she cared for me once,
but it don't seem to make much differ.
ence to her now whether l am ashore OF
not"
"Ever since last spring he's been o
dangling at her heels" continues old
Matthew, "and 1 don't see what's to
come Of it. She has never been willful
lass, or acted contrary to my wishes
but it seems as if she had lost her head
as well as her heart, too. There, don't
be down-hearted, lad, she'll come to her
senses by-and-bye, and see her folly; resi-
well assured of that.
Mark Fenton made no answer, but
his fingers trembled once or twice as
he went on with his work and a drop
of salt water, to which he had long been
a stranger, fell upon his hand.
From his earliest boyhood he had
learned to love his pretty playfellow,
Hetty Golding, and for nearly two year,
now she had been his promised wife,
But in the early spring of the year OF
which we are writing, Dudley Carleton
a youth with more money than brain'
had come to spend few months il
the little fishing town, where the sweet
graceful figure of Hetty Golding had
enchanted him.
Nothing was pleasanter to young
Carleton than to fatter this simple
maiden, and whisper love-words in her
ear, as meaningless as they were subtle
To ready listener proved Hetty
Golding, and she, inflated with the no
ton of soon becoming ga lady" and
Dudley Carleton's wife, turned her back
upon her faithful lover, Mark Fonton,
and for the last few weeks had hardly
given him a word 1t was a great trou.
hle to her honest father, for Of all men
of his acquaintance there was not one sc
worthy of her as Mark, nor one to whom
he would so readily have given her in
marriage. In vain he had advised and
counseled her. Hetty, formerly so gen
lie, so ready to comply with her fathers
wishes, hung her head in sullen silence,
and sought, more persistently than ever.
the society of Dudley Carleton On
this particular morning on which om
story opens he, with party of friends,
had gone forth on boating excursion,
and Hetty, as she knew the time was
drawing near for their returning, had
taken up her station at the breakwatel
where the pleasure boats were usually
drawn ashore. Carleton was not alone
in the village some cousins of his own
age had accompanied him thither with
their sisters, and Hetty had observed
that on one, young and prettier than the
rest, Dudley had begun, within the last
few days, to bestow more than ordinary
attention, and her young heart was hot
within her as she stood shading her
eyes and watching for the returning
boat.
"You seem out of sorts to-day, lass"
She recognized Marks voice, and it
brought the crimson blood in a torrent
to her cheeks.
She gave her shoulders an impatient
twist, while her pretty forehead wrinkled
into q frown.
ooh, do 60 away you are the plague
Of my life she said, angrily.
With her eyes fixed on the ocean, she
lid not see the look of pain that came
over the swarthy face of the fisherman.
Presently she felt her little white
hand-fair and delicate enough for a
duchess seized somewhat roughly in
his own, and she struggled in vain to
draw it away.
"You shan't tell me that twice."
Getty," he said, in tones of sorrow
rather than anger. "I will 60 away
but before I go I'll have it out with
this young gentleman that's changed
you so, and ask him whether he means
to act honorably toward you or whether
he's only fooling you, as suspect he
is."
"You dare to say one word to Mr..
Carletonp p exclaimed the girl, indig-
nantly. "It is no business Of yours,
He"
ooh, no business OF mine, ehp" in
terrupted Mark. "I should like to
know what is my business then, consid-
ering that your father gave you to me
months and months afore this chap
came here. We might have been mar.
ried now if il hadn't been that you are
so changed. II it hadn't been that"
"oh, don't preach, Mark I hate it,
cried Hetty, impatiently. ~ am very
sorry If you care for me, because really
II don't think 1 care for you quite as
/ ought--and as / once thought did
"How long have you found that out
only since he came to the village,
with his soft blarney and honied
tongue" retorted the young fisherman,
We'll, we shall see," he added, in
quieter tone. "If ho marries you, well