Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1885-08-21

enough, on n large snect or paper, II was
with no kind Of critical doubt or anxiety.
He could not have written them other
wise probably he knew he was not likely
to make them any better by overcoming
them And the reason why he put them
down on large sheet of paper was that
Meenie's name occurred in them and she
might not like that familiarity to appear
IN her album; he would fold the sheet OF
paper and place it in the book, and she
could let it remain there, or burn it, rs she
chose. And then he went and had his
supper, which Maggie had LETT warm by
the fire, and thereafter lit pipe-or rather
two or three pipes, us it befell, Tor TINS was
the last night before his leaving lnver
Mudal and there were many dreams and
reyeries land even fantastic possibilities
to be dismissed forever.
The next morning, of course, there was
no time or room for poetic fancies. When
he had got Maggie to take along the little
book to the DOCTORS cottage, he set about
making his final preparations, and here
he was assisted by his successor, one Peter
Munro. Finally he went to say good-by
to the dogs.
rs they came bounding to the front of the
kennel, pawingat him through the wooden
bars, and barking and whining, and trying
to lick his hand. GOOD by, Bess! Good
by, Lugar-lad, lad, We've had many n
day on the hill together"
r"Ye'll not forget what l told you about
that dog, Peter ?"
al will not" said the other
eff | thought the dog was not to be
! looked after, ! would get out my rifle this
very minute and put bullet through his
head-though it would cost me seven
pounds. Mind what I've told ye, now
If he's not fed separate, he'll starve; he s
that gentle and shy that he'll not go near
the trough when the others are feeding:
And single cross word on the hill
will spoil him for the day-mind you tell
any strange gentlemen that come up
with his lordship-some o. them keep
roaring at dogs as if they were bull
calves. There's not a better setter in the
county of Sutherland than that old Lugar
but he wants civil treatment"
OH look after him, never fear, Ron
aid" his companion said. And now
come away. man. You've seen to every
thing and the mail-gig will be here in
half an hour"
Ronald was still patting the dogs
heads, and talking to them-he seemed
loath to leave them.
Come away, man. his companion
urged. An the lads are at the inn, and
they want to Gave a parting glass witt
and everything is ready
Every we'll" said he, and he turned
away rather moodily.
But when they were descended from
the little plateau into the highway he
saw that Meenie Douglas was coming
along the road, and rather quickly: ant
for a minute he hesitated, lest she should
have some message for him.
ooh. Ronald she said, and he hardly
noticed that her face was rather pale ant
anxious. 81 wanted to shank you'll coult
not let you go away without thanking
you-it-it is so beautiful"
81 should beg your pardon" said he
with his eyes cast down, for making us'
of your short name"
But, Ronald" she said, very bravel.
Though after moments hesitation, a
if she had to nerve herself, wheneve
you think of any of us here, | hope yo1
will think of me by that name always
and now good-by."
He lifted his eyes to hers for but sec
ond-for but "a second only, and vet, per
haps. with some sudden and unforesee
and farewell message on his part, and o.
hers some swift and not overglad guess
ing.