The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1884-03-06

uresshsd doorway Of her home. ecm'en
able Maine farm house, u The s'ess Of
sul,ry July day. Her slascs ~ dirsessd
toward manly. sunburned yousg mas tai'
aud broad shouldsrsd. Who vss naking
his way toward bsr through ths vide.
sweet clover meadow.
Nearer hs eams until smils hete shs
natural grave expression Of his handsoas
mouth, and he strstchsd out his arms and
drew hss 10 his breast.
Jssst, instead Of nestling clcss agaiast
NE nsnly heart which che knsv bsat o.
ssys warmly and trusly With lore sser Der.
drew pstulantly away.
A deep rcd flush mounted sudeseiy 70
the young msa's forehead. he lcsked at
her sysrtsd face. her indifferent aaituds
with smaxemsnt. Was thh The kirl Who
had put her hands in his over six mcsths
ago aud pledged herself TO b his ''oss
little wifsf'
Janet. what Is III"
"whst do 20 mean. Johnw
Janet kept her eyes fastened on The toe
Of her little shoe. that. notwithstanding
her appearance Of coolnsss, beat lively
tattoo against the painted boards. Glano-
ing up she saw An expression on that face
bending sternly over her that forced hoT
10 add, Il an tired. I have been helping
mother get ready for the boardsr who be,
engaged the frent chamber for the snm-
mer."
II did not know you expected 70 take
boardsrs. Janet.
He is the only oae. He came las,
week, while msthsr was at the sewing cir
ole, and / showed him the room, and be
engaged II for two months, and-and-
that's how il 10"
Janets cheek grew pink ~ shs thought
Of the dashipg strsngsr's look Of adnira'
ton, as. 10 hsr pink priat dress she had
stood At the gate when he went to the city
for his baggage. Her tongue seemed un
loossnea now, and she gave an animated
description Of her new boardsr. in
formed John that he was an artist from
Boston, wealthy aud Of good family, hii
named was Raycliif-Eugene Raysliii.
She prsnouncsd it lingeringly twice over
John was far from being slated At thu
prospect. He could not see the dsligh
OF the Boston artists hightonsd society n
plaiply as Janet. He said 70 10 50 many
words, q little more energstically than thu
occasion warranted. perhaps, but Jane
was very pretty and the honest young far
mer was very much in love.
Anybody weuld think he was an OGRE
pouted the young woman, seeing with be
quick, bright eyes the state Of mind he
lover WAS in.
ssThcre he comes now" she cried.
| Mr. Eugene Raycliff smiled under hi
dropping jet moustache as he lot'eed ia
nets lover.
"Some country bnnIplin boring be
half to death, I've no doabt; but III 500
settle him
These remarks, made mvntally, were &C
compaalel by such an air oi self-satisne'
Ioomplacency. as he threw his sstchel o
the steps and sat down beside it vt Janet
feet. that John Wentworth scarcely bows
in answer to the languid ''glad to kno'
you." which followed Jansts introdue
tion.
John seemed suddenly ovsrgrown an
awkward. Mr.. Eugene Rayclifi's hand
we're so exquisitsly white and aslicai
that his own seemed BY contrast redd'
and Of more gigantic proportions tina
ever
i His attire seemed rough and ill.itts
compared with the natty "stors clothes
Of the artist from Boston. and slthoug
John felt awkward and uncomtortab
standing with his broad back against u
. lattice Of the porch. and observing VII
seant approval the upward glsncss ire
IMr. RayclifTs black eyes TO Jansts brow
ones.
Your friend seems slightly displsas'
At something" said he, AZ John, with
brief farewell and never second CLAN
At Janet, walked away with firm ST
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