Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1882-07-20

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The gentleman glanced from ono to tho
other, but his looks dwclt longest on Janet.
Could this girl be a trawp2 Never had he
seen more graceful figure nor more charm
ing features.
"All can say is that l am sorry" he
remarked, "and would gladly make COM
pcnsation. "Thercv' and he tossed
couple of huff crowns to the man, "that will
satisfy you, suppose"
Then he turned to Janet and continued
in lower, differet tone: "You arc very
generous; far moro than | deserve
thank you, If had hurt you | should
never forgive myself
Anc he rode away. Janet glanced otter
him. She was conscious of on agreeable
feeling. Then she turned, attracted by the
womun who was speaking.
"What an idiot YOU arc. Bill Yon
for nuthin'! Are you bliudY Didu't you
sec it was the son Of Mr. Bridguorth,
whose hops we want to pickW
"Was it? Whcw! Never mind, old
woman; he ain't likely to say anything
about it and I'm five bobs to the good"
Nlr Bill Norris was right. Not only,
had it not been for Janet, would Henry
Brldgnorth have quite forgotten the inci-
dcut, but the harvest of hops was plentiful
tha year and pickcrs we're in demand.
Tho Morrscs were instantly engaged,
and soon Jarct found herself at work in
pulling up tho long poles and gathering the
hops.
Al first it was not easy, ard hurtful to
the fingers, but janet was not of nature
to give half services in anything, aud she
worked with will. Besides, she was
happy
More than once she had thought Of
young Mr. Brdgnorth and wondered if he
ever visited the hop grounds, but that was
all. Not so with Harry Bridgnorth him
self. Janet had never been out of his
mind since lie had seen her. lie TOLD him
self again aud again that he never had
bchcld so lovely creature.
"lf had seen her in picture at the
Burlington" he reflected, "lhe proud
features, the ragged clothes worn with such
dignicd grace, | should have admired it,
but laughed at the artist designing it "A
Tramp. Surely such as she must have
been the bcggsr maid who won tho heart
of Kind Cophctua."
search, came suddenly upon Janet. She
was just finishing clearing hop pole, and
was alone. If he thought her handsome
before. he found her more SO now, with
the led sunlight about her and the rich
masses of black hair gathered neatly to-
gethcr low down at the back of her shapeIy
throat
AS he stood admi,ing her Junct presently
looked up and saw him. A smile of re-
cogniton, free FROM embarrassment, came
to her lips. She was glad to sec him
again.
''Still at work." he remarked, advancing.
"SurcIy there is no need, when The rest
have ceased?'
"rhcy work quicker than cam" replied
Janet. Gas yet am new to hop-pckiug
but try to do my best
"Well, you have dono enough for the
present. wunt you to tell mc how you
are. might have hurt you very much"
"Yuu might" che smiled frankly
without constraint meeting his earnest
glance; "but you did not. told you
was not hurt yesterday"
"Yes; else don't think should have
slept" he rej>ined. III certainly should
never have forgiven myself"
"Why not? 1t was not your fault.
Perhaps you were riding too faat, but you
did not expect any one to be in the lane,
Mr.. Bridgnorth."
"Assuredly not you. But you know my
namc?"
only mother knew you. She has been
here before"
"Your mother! Then they were your
parent>?
"Ycs," she smiled ognin; "why should
they not tel"
"Becausc you ore so different" exclaimed
Harry Bridgnorth. III can scarcely now
credit it. You ore so very unlike them"
"Pcrhaps may change when am as
old as they are and have seen as much
trouble" she remarked, with light laugh
"YouW he circulated. "You never
could grow like thco,. Do you know bow
beautiful you arc?"
She looked at him with half sad, half
scornful expression.
ooh, ycs,' she answered. "I have been
told 1t often enough-so often that l am
sick of it. know perfectly the value of
that kind Of hutte,y. Now Mr.. Bridg-
north, | must 60 please; mothers waiting
for me-"
"Ono instant. Will you tell me your
name?"
"Janct Harris"
"Then, janet, believe me, for am sure
| understand your meaning my words are
not of the nature of those batteries to
which you refer You will not shun me;
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