The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1885-03-25
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"Oh, yes; listen-I will tell youl'
cone chopper was kind to me; he
said he loved me-loved meV she re-
peated solemnly, with tender thrill in
her voice that explained all. And
he was so kind to me, as if had been
queen 1t was he, too, madam, that
did teach me to speak so well; for he is
Yankee man." she added, proudly.
And you see do speak much better?"
assented. Where is he now?" /
asked.
ooh, l know not / know not?" she
cried, rocking herself back and forth,
and wringing her hands.
"That wicked man and woman took
me away one night; they said that he,
my Eloi, had sent for me to go and
meet him far, far off; and when we
found him not they Knocked and laughed
at my pain. Oh, l could kill them!
liars! beastsr' The last words were
only hiss of rage, and she stopped
short, choked with passion.
Helenore," said /, "why did they
deceive you so? What had you done
to them?"
What had / done to them? Not
ing, noting; but they hated me like
mine moder do, and would not that 1
should be happy"
Here she paused and sudden re-
vulsion of feeling seemed to sweep over
her.
"None are ever kind to Helenore,"
she said, sadly" none but you and
him." Then, lifting my hand to her
lips, she kissed it reverently, and made
again that sign of the cross.
l was deeply touched. l drew the
girl to me and said, with the tears on
my cheeks:
Stay with us, Helenore, and try to
be happy again"
What Say you SOP" she cried,
her eyes wide with wonder. "Then,
now, do you indeed forgeev like God?"
And she began to weep naturally and
softly, shedding those tears that always
relieve the heart.
She was very tired, and when l re-
minded her, presently, that her little
chamber and the pretty white bed were
waiting, she smiled for the first time.
All" she said, almost brightly, " it
cannot be that shall die now, and per-
haps my Eloi will find me, though
could not find him."
Her words proved prophetic. One
night, few weeks after her return, we
were startled by the trimming of a
banjo under Helenore's window, soon
joined by lusty voice bawling out
right heartily some foolish ditty we
had heard in the streets.
| sprang up at once. Jack" said l,
that is Helenore's Eloi; l know itr'
went quickly to her room-she had
not yet retired for the highland when
l opened the door she was standing like
statue by the bed; she turned, as
spoke her name, and with look of
ecstacy, pointing to the window, said:
Eloi-EloiI'
eyes," said 1, ego down and ask
him to come in."
Wait, wait" she said, mysteriously
and Selling her music "-the paper
horn-she leaned far out of the window
and blew blast upon blast of her most
unearthly strains, which, added to the
roar of her lovers voice, produced an
effect indescribably strange and lu-
dicrous.
We concluded that he had heard those
sounds before, as otherwise, at the first
blast, he certainly must have taken to
his heels and run away.
Elias Rogers-for that was the young
mans name-was in truth a Yankee
man." as Helenore claimed, but he
had lived much among the Canadians
and spoke their language like his own.
We found that he was honestly in
love with our Helenore; and rough and
coarse as he seemed, he doubtless had
a romantic, sympathizing nature, or he
could not have understood and appre-
ciated her, as he evidently did. We were
relieved to find him in every way sc
worthy of her and and so suited to make
her happy.
And now my story is soon finished
Helenore left us again, but this time
with happy smiles and the hope of see
ing us very often. In short, while ]
write, she sits out on our piazza with
her own baby in her arms, and my Ned
grown now to be quite a big boy
leaning on her lap.
She is telling him what he shall fine
when he comes to see her and Eloi in
the woods where they are chopping-
birds eggs to add to his collection
ooh, so many kinds! but they will only
take one from each nest, because the
mother bird would be sad and greve.'
Her heart is tender as of yore, but il
never aches now except for others
woes ,-COntinen