Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-10-03

/ 80" hOlAlilS ABOUT him.
Inc doctor came, and his verdict
vas & grave one. Joanna came out of
'he library with pale, resolute face.
a., Aunt Margaret" she said. oujetlv
tley are going to take him up to NV
What.' Mrs. Mowry screamed in
spasm of hysterical horror. s.Joanna
are you mad?''
he says he has no friends in the
CITY; and, anyhow, the doctor saws II
ilSht be fatal to move him from the
house. The slightest Jar makes him
suffer unspeakable agony.n
-, put, Joanna, it is utterly impossi-
PIE Tor us to keep him here. Think of
tEe-the expense. He's only laboring
man, and-'
Il VIII bear whatever expense his
being here may entail upon you.n
But suppose he dies on your hands?
Or he may lie here for months. For
heavens sake, send him to the hos
pital.''
Il cannot think of doing anything
SO lnhpman. He may occupy my room.
Aunt Margaret. Do not distress YOUR
self about it. will see that he does
not occasion you the slightest annov-
ance."
So John Ware was installed in the
little bedroom back of the studio, and
the doctor came and went for weeks
before 1t was really known that the
patient would recover.
Joanna nursed him with untiring
devotion.
You really think he will get well
now!" she said, some days afterwards,
with womanly tears in her eyes.
The doctor took her hand and pressed
it warmly.
Yes" he answered; ''thanks to
youl''
The patient had been sleeping, but
now he opened his eyes, and they
shone with glad welcome as they fell
upon the pale, sweet face of Joanna.
Il was just saying, my young
FRIEND" observed the doctor, releasing
Joanna's slim fingers to take up John
Wares finely shaped hand, which was
now as white as marble-''I was just
saying that you owe your life more to
Mrs. Blight than you owe it TO me"
The handsome fellow gave her look |
so full of gratitude that it was almost
admiration.
Il shall never forget her!'' he said,
III musical voice that promised to be
rich and deep when he grew stronger.
Il cannot even estimate what L owe
her, much less repay her,"
Joanna did not like to be thanked,
and she slipped away at the first op-
portunity; but she carried with her the
memory of that handsome head, with
its crown of chestnut curls resting
softly among the pillows.
The weeks went on, and John Ware
was convaleScent.
1t was one midsummer morning that
he sat at the window of the study i'll
an easy chair while Joanna made a
feint OF working little in oils.
But what did it mean, the tender
light that shone i'll John Wares eyes
as they rested on her 1.-the, graceful
figure clad in pure white? Why did
Joanna's hand tremble as ii held the
palette? And why was her face SO
often suffused with sweet, conscious
blush?
why don t you come over here and
talk to me?' he said, with the pre-
sumption of an invalid.
II have something better to do, Mr..
Ware she answered, mischievously.
but you don't know what you are
missing. The little cottage must be
complete now. Here comes wagon
load of new furniture"
Like every woman (and every man
J Joanna had some curiosity, and this
announcement brought her 10 the WIN
dow without delay.
Certainly, there was a wagon-iOad OF
furniture. and such furniture! In that
load, which was the first OF several
that came that day, there was a beauti-
full oaken sideboard, exqulsltely carved;
a quaint. lacquered cabinet, ebony
bookcases, handsome brass bedsteiid,
and dear knows what not.
..They are going to make a very
prettv home out of it," John Ware
observed. ''How do you like the
lhouSe!"
Joanna's eyes sparkled.
.-O.'' she cried, clasping her hands
Together. II think it is perfectly charm
Iingl But, she added, with sudden
gravity. Il should think it would make
YOU shudder to look at 1t.
ooh, no.n he answered, with perfect
calmness. Then he added, softly, 1t
miqht. under different circumstances.
Rnf If | had never had that fall L
should never have known you as Know
YOU now."
Joanna did not speak; but presently
she felt his firm clasp upon her hand.
Still he did not look at her.
lyon know what has been tremb-
ling on my lips for weeks" he SAID
~ would not ask you to make tne
smallest sacrifice for me, IL you felt II
Vas a sacrifice; but love you, Joanna,
and NV happiness will never be COM
nIeted unless you are my wife.
He did not ask her to marry him; he
did not press his suit. He simply told
her She might do as she chose. As
FOR him he knew tnat a mere mechanic
/. Rad no social right to win such wo-
man as she for his wife; but then
II could not help telling you," he
soid turning towards her for the frst
t;me 1.-The merest galley slave may
lIook at the stars and love them. L can
~ away-no. no. L cannot go away
, Joanna, speak to mep'
She was trembling like leaf.
II know itp' he cried, triumphanti!,
: as he caught her in his arm. but
. 40 .r,s not SO sure that your love was
strong enough to set at defiance the m
, ,;d;cxle of society. l did not know
! that Won would sloop to marry a car
..It is not the carpenter L mean tl
!, orrv ,, She said, hiding her face Oh
h;s sboulder. ''It is the man.
i''I When Mrs. Mowry heard OF it ther' ,
4 was a scene, of course. In an hysteri
q q cai MI burst of tears she declared tina
E Joanna would disgrace the famiiy, am, l0 AM
J, ended by ordering her OUT Oi ancount ,ne m'o
u =, interview. and heard it with com
% ra uressed lips and an angry frown.
y .sGoanna.n he sald, taking her wv