The Middlebury register and Addison County journal. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1883-1885, 1883-07-20

"And there is nothing | am fonder
Of" l answered, and followed him
into the house.
make your selection he said,
pointing to table quite overlaid with
books.
something of hers" replied, pick
ing up an edition of Mrs. Browning.
"All right ! now to please me, open
at random, and will read there"
| laughingly assented, and placed
my foreIinger plump on Lord Walters
wife
" But why do you go ?' said the lady, as both
sat under the yew,
And her eyes were olive in their depths, as
the kraken beneath the sea blue.
Because l fear you" he answered; be-
cause you are far too fair,
And able to strange my soul in mesh Of
your golden hair."
"Please don't go en-" interrupted.
al like the poem, but someway it isn't
pleasant now"
81 thought as much" said grand
mother, entering just here 81 felt
sure you had come when [ saw the
light !" and no pet last chill |, a LADY,
was ever more welcomed than L by my
dear deal fathers mother.
You promised me, David, you
would certainly go to bed at s oclock,"
said the old lady, reproachfully, after
having sat SIZED herself that hadn't
changed a bit since she last saw me.
"But how could l ?" he asked, with
a comical gesture in my direction.
"Well, hope you won't be any the
worse for it tomorrow" said she !;
land now to bed with you this
minutev'
Dear old Vagrant, goodnight"
said the gentleman, with rare smile,
obeying instantly; land pleasant
dreams to you, Miss Ellis"
"Nice boy that" sa d grandmother,
as the door closed.
Boy" repeated.
Eyes, boy p
He is twenty-five years old if he is
a day"
What of that? You are twenty.
and what are YOU but a girl, l should
inquire? -Four weeks ago there didn't
anybody round here think he'd ever
get out again. The doctors gave him
up, and his sister was almost crazy;
but the fever turned, and he went to
sleep and slept two days steadily, and
when he woke up he was as bright as
button"
did not see my new friend for two
days. He had overexcited himself,
and the result was solitude for this
length of time. l roamed the fields.
and haunted the woods, read, wrote
and thought. l never did so much
thinking in so short space of time,
with such unsatisfactory results.
"Where under the sun have you
been all this afternoOn?" said grand
mother, as at sunset the second day
dragged into the kitchen porch. 9 You
have torn great slit in your dress,
Sue, and you look like fright.
have want ed yOu-mor'n your worth
for the last three hours"
"What are you making, grand
mother :"
canada"
GLOW many quarts of this stuff
does your patient consume, MIR. Ell S,
in the course of twenty-four Lours:"
THAT is acc riding to his appetite,
Miss saucea ox," said a rich voice at
my elbow; and there st cd Mr.. Alcott.
They've sent Tor me up to Jones
They think the baby is dying broke
in Grandmother, VIII lie l stood blush
| ing like an embarrassed schoolgirl.
"And l want you to keep h use and
take care of HIM while | go up while
and see if l can do anything to help
them" And the provoking cd lady
TIPPED away as composedly as If 1T
were the most commonplace thing in
the world for a young lady to be lett
with the care of an invalid, and the
said invalid man and stranger. A
few minutes suiliced to p ace me en-
tirely ut my ease, and no veteran hos
pital nurse was eve' more comp sedly
exacting than L in my new roe.
Grandmother orders were explicit
! David mustn't think of such a thing as
reading aloud, and he must lie on the
lounge in the sitting-room until she re-
tunnel. Suth an evening as that was |
read to him out of Auerbach-and this
took us NATURALLY to theRhine-andt then
found that my companion had Travelled
among all my favorite European cities
What wonderful pictures he drew me
of the Campayna, the Coliseum and
the Forum! How exquisite was the
play of the moonlight on the Sabine
mountains, and how charmingly pie
turesque the sketch of the old Roman
ramparts. in some places bare and
black with age, with here and there
patches of scarlet and green made OF
peoples and ivy.
Grandmother came all too soon. She
never was unwelcome before. Sin
weeks of this dolce far niente life
and then
There is no good of life but loye-5ut love
What else looks good is me shade fun
from love-
Love glds it, gives it worth.
/ knew as well as the queen ant
poor Con stance what there was in life
worth living for-waat love meant
Not one word was spoken between Us
of the one subject that all-engrosseC
ia and vat 7 knaw that his heart wa