Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1882-03-30

school esachlng out IN my nina III
| more healthy .
| a And Dorothy caught at the straw
! which kind of Providence seepet
to, extend 10 her, and took the po-
sition of servant III the Brnee fam
lily, which she filed satisfactorily
until Mr.. Jonathan's nnexpacted
offer of:lnarriage. 5.Hlo 7d /
( Marry him, become his wife I
/ thought Dorothy, with flushed
cheeks and wildly-bcating heart
'Oh, never, never I!
Aud yet, strange to say, she die
not actually dislike honest Jona-
than Bruce.
l. was only the natural recoil o.
the Wild bird from the fowler.
snare, the untsrned deer from the
hunters touch.
1t Was scarcely month from
the day on which the middle-aged
farmer heard his doom that he
CHANGED to be crossing the bridge
which spanned the river, when, all
of a sudden, he came upon light
hgnre crouching III one of it's en-
brasures Dorothy Dale's figure.
| :Why, Dorothy, child!' he eiac-
ulated, starting back.
| She pushed the dark hair oat of
her eyes ann looked defiantly at
him.
sYes, it is L.
sYou are pale,' he lnuttere6
slowly, sand very, very thin
sYes' she said, I'll have had
hard work to live. Very hard work
indeed. In truth and in fact, l am
almost starved
sYou wouldn't marry me q
No. she flashed out, Il would
not =
will you marry me now!'
NO
He looked hard at her.
Il think you're making mis-
take he said.
She was silent, still looking at
him in the same scared, uncertain
sort OF way.
However, he added, that's nei>
ther here nor there. But Belinda
misses you. She will be glad to
have you back again.
After
Dorothy checked herself instinct
lively.
'Yes. after everything. Let by
cones, be by-gones. Remember
that Behind wants you and that
there's always home for yon there.
And as for me, you needn't troub-
lie. l shall not be IN anybody's
way little bitterly. 81 am going
mp to some slate quarries that l
ewn, and Belinda will be all alone
sYes,' she said. I will 60. After
all | shall be putting myself under
obligations TO nobody. | shall be
earning my own living
So she went back again and Miss
Belinda received her brusquely, hrt
still with a degree of Kindness that
went to the poor girls heart.
Are the quarries very large r
she asked, wistfully, one day, when
she had been about u month at the
old farmhouse.
'Never heard
Were yon never there +
Bless your heart, child, me-
Does Mr.. Bruce of-n come
home 2
He's ashome now,' said the spin
ster.'
cat home 2
sWhv, YES; only he's staying
down ii the tavern He's sort
Of notion shat you don't want ia
se,' him here
He is gerry mnch mistaken, ex-
c'aiinr' Dorothv. 'I-I-it Is hor-
r3b!e to t,5lrk of turning hlln ont of
his ""n llouse.'
There he is down III the clover
! meadnw now, with ths men, said
Belinda, 'He'll be up this way
directly, lsiare say; shall l call
him 2 .4l. ~
IL think L ought to speak to
him. said Dorotho, with her eyes
fixed on her work.
= ts-* 1t = =
Wants to speak to me, ell p said
] Mr.. Bruce. Yes, Ill be there in
a mipnte.'
Dorothy looked mp a minute later
. to find him regarding her gravely
sWell, Dorothy, what is it 2
sMr. Bruce, am bamshing VOL
from your own home.
I swell, no, you are not he an
swered. slowly. Il can be happy
anywhere, little Dorothy. SO that
know that You are content
H. fMr. Bruce
Il otWell z s.i5a4s
sTbere ls no occasion for youl
absenting yourself from yeur liom,
on my aceonnt.,- eso.i = -
MAY | come back, Dorothy p h,