Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-11-17

in my lawyers (Mr. Gray's) hands. BE
acted quite on his own responsibility in
this matter. I have learned lesson;
henceforth will be my own agent. Can
you forgive me for causing you all so
much distress r.
There is thrill of earnestness in his
tones more than the. occasion seems TO
require, and something within Pussy s
breast responds TO il, though uncon-
sciously. Otherwise, why does her
lovely face color SO charmingly2
Mr.. Elbermarle leaves the occupants
of tho Goldthwaite home with far
brighter hearts than he found them.
And when, day later, Mr.. Law-the
rich old man who has coveted his
neighbor's lamb--comes for his answer,
he goes away with more Of rueful-
ness than his demeanor usually pos
sesses.
Three months of education does not
make n scholar; nor yet would the same
number of months of toll for the root
of all evil " bring the desired wealth
but three months of love making can
be made TO count for q good deal, and
80 finds Roger Elbermarle.
The winter is over and spring is here;
the month when the birds choose their
mates and build their tiny homes, and
mems minds turn instinctiyely to
thoughts OF love; and one afternoon,
just as the sun is setting behind great
cloudy bars OF crimson and purple,
Roger draws up in his phaeton before
the little gate of the Goldthwaites' cot
tage.
al will take the best Of care Of her," 4"
he says TO Sarah, US he lifts Pussy's
slight figure into the carriage and jumps
lightly in beside her. Sarah's face
softens as she looks after them.
1.-THE darling it's easy TO see what
is coming. oh, how could / ever have
thought 10 let her sacrifice herself-and
YET, when i. was for motherI Well, she
deserves everything Of the best"
The two young people drive along
with but few words for little while,
drinking in the beauty of the scene
about them; the low.lying valleys are
bathed in a golden haze; the "green
things growing" have already begun to
elothe the roadside with verdure, and
over all the sky throws its gorgeous
mantle. In a short time the sun will
have set, the twilight fallen, and all
will be quiet and gray; but just now
the earth seems like ucw and glori6ed
sphere.
Suddenly Roger turns and looks into
his companions swee. face.
"Do you remember this spoty' he
asks.
A smile chases away the gravity which
Pussy's face has worn for the past few
moments.
"Yes," she replies, cit is the scene of
our casualty"
THAT fortunate casualty see you
do not mean me 10 forget that lost my
equilibrium 50 well as you. But, Pussy,
pardon me, I always call you so in nv
thoughts, you are only right in saying
'our,' for my heart received an injury
thaA day from which il has not vet re-
aud never will unless you say
one little word to what / am going to
ask you. Pussy. sweetest Pussy, I love
You can I hope that you care for me
in return p
Pussy's face is turned away, but the
small hand ho bas daringly taken pos
session of trembles visibly.
PUSSY, answer me--wIll you be my
little wife ?"
That Pussy says "yes" may be in
ferred, for one month later she stands
blushing, beautiful bride by her hu,-
bands aide in the little parlor Of the
homestead, which, the paper Roger
presses into his mother in laws hand
later in tho day, states is henceforth
hers and her heirs, forever.
II is not often that such a thing can
be affirmed, but for once casualty can
unmistakably be called fortunate.