Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-12-08

The city:
"You have not forgotten ny Ignors-
mus. Of whom 7 wrote you, Kisties Well.
we stilI have the honor Of his attend
anss as the school. and ! vii frankly
admit that I should hardly know. now,
how 10 keep tho same school without
him. How or why he does 1t ] do NOT
pretend to know, but he seems 10 have
those old-time 'intractables under
such spell that do not believe one
Of them would dare disobey me. II he
felt 90 inclined.
"One other fact Is unquestionable to
my mind. Were he only blessed with
the cultivation and the gentlemanly,
social polish which MIR. Arthur Hughes
possesses. Larry Farnsworth would be
my very beau ideal Of man. Often.
as he sits poring hopelessly over the
multiplication.table, In his homespun
suit, sans coat. I catch myself watching
the splendid figure, the clsar-cut, intel
lectual face, with its broad. sweeping
brow and facinating gray eyes, almost
expecting TO hear their owner charm
my senses with the eloquenoe Of .
Cicero, or thrill my soul with poetic dis
quisitions on the wonders and beauties
Of the old masters. He looks - though
nature had formed him for . leading
spirit among the choicest fsvorites Of
literature and art. Silent, those hand
some lips seem the very home Of poetry
and eloquence; but the moment he opens
them to speak-shades of Murray how
my fairy castles tumble 10 the ground |
He is an Ignoramus, Kittie-a hopeless
Ignoramus calling me TO his side
twenty times day TO unravel problems
which ought not TO puzzle the intellect
of child often. Worse than all. he
does not realize what he has missed.
Oh. what o blunderer was destiny,
thus to deny this man the one gift that
would have made him irresistiblei"
And then the postscript:
"I have at Last fully decided not 10
accept the hand of Mr. Hughes. May
he find better appreciation elsewhere.
With all his elegance and culture he is
not the man who can Hll the heart Of
"DoRA GLADE"
And these words Of Kittie'a letter, in
reply:
"Look out, my dear, or the Igno.
ramus may capture the heart that
man of intellect has failed to win.
Stranger things have happened. Many
man has been educated by bis wife
Dora's lips curled and Q fash of
annoyance crossed her fair, expressive
features as she read.
"Bahp she exclaimed, contempt
uously, crumpling the letter in her
hand and tossing il into her desk.
But why did her fair face soften into
infinite tenderness, again, and q blush
deeper than crimson rose bathe her
cheek and brow and snowy thyoat as
she remembered certain thrilling gIshces
from pair Of bright gray eyes' And
why did this worshiper Of intellect
murmur 10 herself with kind Of fierce
delight
"He loves mel know iti know
itP
During the summer days that followed,
her thoughts often turned TO Kitties
letter and the tempting possibilities IL
suggested. But she quickly put them
from her. II was exquisitely sweet,
this city girl who was well used TO re-
fined aud cultivated society could
not deny 10 herself, to note the electric
influence Of her power in the dark
flush rising TO > manly cheek, the quick
thrill Of his powerful frame, ut her
slightest touch, and the passionate
light she sometimes caught In the
finest eyes she had ever seen. And per-
haps her own heart responded TO every
sign. But II could 90 no further.
Dora's mind was one of those which
ever unConsciously reach out toward all
the richest treasures In the world of art
and learning, and she knew that IL could
never DO satisfied with the companion
ship Of. one who could not. at least. keep
pace with her in all the finest charms Of
intellectual life. She resolved never 10
make such dangerous experiment, even
for "love's sweet sake" And we think
that she was right.
IL was the last evening Of her stay.
Her pupils had all received their little
tokens Of remembrance. had sid good
bye TO their pretty girlish teacher, and
we're now gone 70 their several homes,
leaving her alone 10 gather up her few