Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1886-09-10

delicious self-torture of young man in
love, all the Astounding joy of an I'M
expected proposal frankly accepted. OF
course, marriage was not to be thought
of till he was able to support wife.
Until then he had led a happy go-lucky
life, making out as best he might. 1t
was understood that she was to wait for
him, and that they were to be married
only when he had at least begun to make
his way in the world. And she was wait
ing yet!
At first he found it difficult to settle
down. Four years of army life, good as
its discipline had been in many ways,
were not altogether the best training for
making money. He tried one thing
after another, and he staid nowhere long.
He remembered his last day as an auction
GERS clerk and his first attempt as a re-
porter. In time, his heart began to fail
him little, and he discovered that he
had not the grit to ganstand burly mis-
fortune. He reflected on the text, I'm
stable as water, thou shalt not excel"
from which he absent-minded minister
had preached the morning he was bap-
force of a prophecy from the pulpit.
When he was most respondent about his
future, and well-nigh ready to give up
the struggle, Susan came to his rescue
Not only did she cheer him with low
ing words, but she induced her father to
get an old friend in Boston to give
him another chance. 1t so happened
that the new situation fell in with his
wavward mood, and he took hold of his
work in earnest. In another year or
two he had an assured position. And
as Alfred Rollinston reached Thirty
fourth street and began to retrace his
steps, he remembered that it was on
Christmas Eve, just ten years before,
that his employers had given him the in
crease of salary which warranted his
writing to ask her to name the day. But
in the four years which had nearly
elapsed since their engagement, her cir
cumstances had changed. Her father
had made unfortunate investments, and
his health had begun to fail. She was
an only child. and she could not leave
her father alone. They must wait a
little longer yet.
She had a deferred hope that he
father might be persuaded to move 10
Boston, and then the marriage might
take place. But the old man chung to
his native town. His little property
shrank into nothing; and his health
faded until he took to his bed at last.
Then, after lingering two years, he died.
Susan Hallett settled his affairs, paid his
few debts. and collected the scant 800
which remained. Then the wedding
day was fixed. after long years of wait
ing, and, week before it arrived, the
firm 10y which Rollinston was employed
failed, under the pressure of panic and
long drawn depression, and he was once
more thrown on the world to begin
again. She had an aunt in a little town
in Ohio, and she went there and began
to teach school. He started again on
the search for work. And again the
faint of instability in his character was
made evident, and he did not prosper.
SO it had been for years now; whatever
he turned his hand to crushed within his
grasp. At last, however, it looked as
though luck had changed; and Alfred
Rollinston quickened his pace, and
raised his head. Across the square,
on a screen high above the heads of the
people, was a magic-lantern advertise
ment, just then setting forth the best,
cheapest, and quickest route to Omaha.
This struck him as a good omen. Sam
Sargent, the great speculatOr, wanted a
man with a wide experience of life to
Ia 70 ph of ba Nm 10 a CT Of he
Transcontinental Telegraph company,
and with the new year Alfred Rollinston
was to begin this new work. So he had
written to Susan Hallett, asking her to
marry him and to go on with him to
Omaha; and he had requested her TO
answer him by return mail; and he was
hoping against hope that there might
come refusal
AS he crossed the double street before
the Fifth Avenue hotel, he looked again
at the windows of one apartment. He
saw it was lighted up; and as he gazed,
a slight, girlish figure appeared at one
of the windows and lowered the shade.
For moment her outline was visible;
then all was dark, as the inner curtains
had been dropped. He knew the room and
its gracious inmates, and he had been
made welcome there more than once in
the past few weeks. lie sighed bitterly
as he entered the hotel.
HAS that letter come yet ?" he asked.
Nothing for you as yet, Mr.. Rollins
ton," answered the clerk, But we shall
have our mail in few minutes now"
Rollinston went out again into the
open air, and drew a long breath. He
thought how man changes in time, and
woman also. In the dreary years of
waiting he had become very different
from the stripping who fell in love with
Susan Hallett. She, too, had altered.
He wondered if he had changed for the
worse. He knew he was not good
enough for her-and he caught himself
wishing she were not quite so good, If
she had not been hawless in character,
he might have loved her longer. 1t was
not that he resented her moral superior
ity exactly, though at times he could
hut hot L.