The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1881-01-27

/ AAo AO HAS0oAll lAsk contrasting
Now and then,
Though l long for kindness lasting
Once again. f.
TIE" you said you thought me clever;
No.o you listen to me never,
And your silence seems to sever
Now and then.
etiu cannot but adore you
Now and then,
Though see In shoals before YOU
All the men;
Women arc but cattle-kittlc,
And their promises are brittle -
Can't you love me--just a little
Now and then:
THE OLD CAPE.
Must you really 60, Walter!'
II really must, Kitty. Didn't YOU,
father tell me only yesterday that he
$5OO!'' '''
But to go to the city-so far away!''
II shall do better there than here. ]
will write to you constantly, and
''Kftty!' interrupted sharp voice
from the house kitty, haven't YOU
finished that milking yet!''
81 must co. said the young man,
hastily; "but I have a great deal to saw
to you, and must see you again before
l leave in the morning. Can't YOU come
down to the maple-tree stile about
dusk! Then we will have time to talk
over our arrangements.
Kitty hastily promised, and stood for
a moment tearfully watching her low
or as he crossed the field toward the
school-house, where for three years he
had been teaching for a miserable pit
tance, scarcely sufficient to support
himself In even that inexpensive nei gh-
borhood.
Kitty, taking up her milk-pail, went
slowly toward the house. As the girl
entered the house, after depositing her
pail in the dairy, she saw why her
mother had called to her so sharply.
Sitting on the settee of the large,
neat ''living room," was travelling
peddler busily engaged in unstrapping
his pack, and meanwhile talking volu-
bly, in 4 shrewd, but waggish way,
which appeared nightly to amuse bis
listeners.
AS he ,nbuckled the last strap, he
displayed to the admiring gaze of Mrs.
Lane and her daughter quantity of
bright-colored ribbons, lawns and 9th.
er commodities.
':The very thing for you, MISS" he
said, holding out at arms length a
bright, sky.blue lawn. ''The very lat.
est fashionable shade-a favorite with
the Empress Eugene, because becom.
ing to her style-blonde, like yours,
miss
So he ran on, until by dint of elo.
quence, argument and coming down in
prices, he had induced Mrs. Lane to
invest several dollars in articles useful
and ornamental for herself and Kitty.
and her husband to lay in q store of
patent rat eXterminators, matches and
backing, also ''warranted.'
Then, while Mrs. Lane and Kitty
laid the supper table with extra dain-
ties, in hospitable consideration of the
guest, the farmer and peddler settled
the account, the former displaying
big roll of bills.
Then, the bill settled, the farmer
replaced the tin box, locked the door,
and put the key in an old fashioned
mahogany dressing.case, which ap-
peared to have it's permanent place on
the top Of the high secretary, and the
family sat down to supper.
OF course, the guest must 'stay over
night" and equally, of course, they
would not hear of his offer to pay for
his Accommodations. So, after supper
and prayers, the peddler was shown to
the guest chamber, over the ssbest
room'' or parlor; and the time that the
old clock III the hall struck Q the
house was wrapped III profound still.
ness.
Now it SO happened that-owing to
various circumstances, out of which
was the time consumed in bargaining
with and subsequently entertaining
the peddler had been constant
ly employed, and unable to keep her
promise of meeting Walter at the
stile.
He would not come to the house. for
her father had spoken some hasty
words which had offended the sensa.
tive pride of the young man; and now,
as the girl, l,unable to sleep.sat at her own
window, she reflected uneasily upon
what Walter would think of her break
ing her promise to grant him that last
parting interview.
Suddenly she started. Some one
had called her name in 50 low voice
that had it not been so familiar to her
she might not have recognized it..
Looking out she perceived Walter
standing amid the heavy shadows of
the lilac thicket below her window.
Kitty knew that he had waited all
this time in hopes of the promised in.
terview. Her heart was touched, and
she was, moreover, fearful that if he
remained where he was he might be
discovered. So, creeping softly down
the back stairs, and noiselessly open.
ing the door of the little entry, she
stood in moment by her lovers side.
''Oh, Walter, why did you come 50
late! 1t is past nine clock, and ev-
cry one in the house is asleep
"How could I leave in the morning
without seeing you again! 1 knew
that you would come to the stile If YOU
could, and I waited, expecting you, till
! saw the light at the window, and then
ow on the curtain.''
They moved away from the house,
and passing through the little garden
gate, walked slowly down the embow.
eret alley to the beach in the shadow
of the hedge, where they talked long
and earnestly, forgetful Of how rapid
ly the time passed.
The faint sound of the kitchen clock
reached them where they sat, and Kit.
ty started.
"Ten o'clock! must 90, Walter.
am afraid father would be angry if lie
knew of my being out so late.''
AS she passed around al angle of the
wall toward the back entry she was
surprised to see something dark lying
before her at her feet, close to thu
walk. 1t might be Oscar, the house
dor and n1nSinr she StOOnQ1 fO na1