The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1881-06-08

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it was all bringing summer to her heart
The neighhors came to take hor IN
their sleighs, when tho nNtn peepcd ont
again and nj the earth was wrapped in
it's white mantle They said that her
cheeks were pale and her hands fever
ish, and that she must have more Of this
clear, bracing air.
But she shook her head and refused
to go. Could she leave the house, when
at any moment he might come? Besides,
she had sent Is him paper with the
announcement Of her fathers death, and
this must surely hasten him.
But day succeeded day, until week
followed week, aud still he neither came
nor sent her word. The snow.clouds
had formed and fallen many times, and
each time her heart grew sick with long
ing.
She loved him so wholly, she trusted
him so completely that she thought only |
sickness or death could have kept him
from her.
The hours dragged very slowly. Her
Iittln rfndio was neglected. She sat all
day. and every day. beside the window
until one morning she wakoned to know
| that the first robin had returned, Ehd
the first breath OF spring WAS in the air.
He had failed to keep his promise to
her,
J That same day they told her that the
farm must I've sold. Many neighbors
offered her home, but she declined
| them all. -,
A sudden resolution came to her, She
would % to the city where he lived.
! Her pride forbade her seeking him, but
maybe, if he were not dead, as she often
feared, she might one day meet hlm N
fine street, or at least hear some neW6 oil
him;
1be hope of meeting him-of hearing
him--yanished, when she found herself
in the great metropolis, and realized IFS
size and immcusitN 1885,.
ahe had secured n comfortable nome
with good, motherly woman but heI
purse WAS growing Stanty, ana She coulo
not tell how long it might hold out, I'M
less she could find some means on sup
uort. when one day, sn'ntcnng my on
the street. glnnting into shop-wmdow,
pbe saw some fancy articles, painted ny
hand .;,
Gathering up her courage, she wentln
and asked if there was sale 1or tllat SotC
of work, and if she might be allowed l."
| test her skill,
From that hour all dread of want van
ishn1 md, now that hands were busy
a, she found tess time to brood all" thihNi f;
II want fan painted, the man SaI ,'
, 10 her, one day. "You may make ~
original design, but 1T must DC very
, beautiful ,,u law
as at evening, she mIoldcd the satin
= and sal down, brush in hand, TO fulfil
II this latest order 49,,
" at is a gilt to an cypcctant hrldc,,
. the shopkcopcr had said; and the Wof''
" had recalled all the long waiting, I'M
7 weary Disappointment those WORT
:, might bring, ,.,,o1
= and the hours crrpt on and the rycm'l'
= Grew into night. and the night mt
, morning, and still she bent over h'
i work. silent cngrossed. =,
y, Vbc next day, the gentleman who nae
> ciyen the order for the fan S@unteIt" nv
b., iho store. With an air OF pardoha.,l
~ satisfaction. the man drew 1t from III
ar box.
to "Tho Young artist has outdonc hcrS'l
IL 81, " he sand. 81 never saw hlo'
OF Leauliful piece of work, and the deSiG
~ is entirely her own, l.
10, But he checked his sentence,
>' The gentleman had taken the ian =,
-, his hands and was examining II WI
n startled eyes, and lace from "l''oi' o'''
~ trace Of color had feet.
~, Could il be that the word NenleS
IA was pajuted upon the satin? NO, I'll
was ol he saw. On one SIDE was
w. woodland scene. while, seated on a II
~ honcqth the leafy branches OF an o
~, oak were two figures, one man, al
w w ono woman. His arm was about II
"'' waist Her lips seemed to move, il
he whole expression was full of love al
de trust and his of promise. A niue ia"S
,ed inc stream rippped at their ieet'
in bird sang overhead
yill Where had he seen just such see
before? He turned the fan Oh; the o'll
s;do Summer had vanished. ~ ", "
w;ntcr acre. Naught but the iaSt-l'lii
snnw drifting in white heaps upon
ox earth. H.,
a mel, "Who painted this?" he asked
' ',I hoarse, changed tones, ,,,.,
la'' The man gave the name ana i"'uIc
DC How we'll he had known 1t! but IL
iltn aan,o J.oro here? And what was L
uld ,'h;nh stirred through every fibre OF
the , M,,, Gould it he that his mamie
'''o might vet redeem HIM!
With swift steps he walked 10
she hor.o If his hetrothed. Stately g"
. vi" beautiful, she came INTO III" t ur"T y,
'P'o room to greet him, and bent her IN "
.,o1 that he might touch her iofen0"" "
c,oJ his. lips.
"Helen. do you love meY
psou She had known him for long years.
ornGr royor had she heard such earnesth'
al' such real passion, in his tones. ,o
ness, GUY" II was as though his very soul hung
had ,n oMswer Strange, she had ne
u droompt his love for her was more !,
have f;omdshin. such as she had felt Tor Il
that, iii,i' .;mno If color crept into her che
rave 81 have promised to marry you, Il
lown you know that I am fond OF you'
rope. highly respect you WIN n0' VIM
quiet isfy your II no trutb Is '
dear, mo. lwant AL .ho , Ill., 70 toor
echo, heart mine-all NINE, 81 - "s,,nder9'
Q one from it, would be 10 Ve"i e. g. uonr ha
and NO, Earl. If it were for your Ia
ness or mine, I could give up my y
owed and still hold my friend ana co'lsii !. I,
nd a He seized her hand ana carriGu ~ :,
and Inns more fervently than ne nau a.
| up, even in the moment OF ms oouL q
hun Then. taking the fan from ms Po'n =,
k,1l bpr all the III