The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1886-11-18

since uncle died; but the little kind feel
ing / had tried to cherish was utterly de-
stroyed by that speech.
II shall leave here to- morrow" 1 said,
quietly, sand l hope l may never see your
face again.
Clara laughed-a horrid hooking laugh
which rang in my ears for many a day.
"You don't half appreciate my generosity,
fear, Nora"
"Leave my room, please
Then yon will really goY Well, L have
done what could for you.'
/ left the next morning, without bidding
any of my friends good-by. 1 was too
angry and heat-sore to want to see any
one. least of all Robert Hervey.
After that the days were gloomy enough.
plunged eagerly into work, thinking thus
to quiet my restless heart, but work never
seemed so hard before. Sometimes / was
persuaded to go out, trying in society to
find recreation, but in vain; the gayest
words held n sling for me, and pleasant
smiles only called back 10 my memory n
brown bearded face and laughing eyes
that had looked down into mine.
And so winter passed away, and L felt
myself growing old very fast.
And constantly Robert Hervey's face
was before me. and his voice, like music,
beside me, until l became ill, and after
that | knew nothing for six long, weary
weeks.
One night / woke and knew that / was
in n strange place, with surroundings that
were not my own, yet seemed TO be half
known to me.
/ murmured something about school, and
q soft hand touched mine, and warm fingers
closed about my own. / turned my head
slowly, 70 meet gentle, loving face, with
such winning look in the eyes that it
brought tears to my own to see it..
"Where am II" | whispered. family, for
found when l tried TO speak l had not
much strength.
with friends who love you, a voice
whispered back; but you must sleep now
and not Think" And much TO my surprise
/ found myself obedient as little child.
l only said, softly, Don't go away" And
then | slept such a sweet, refreshing sleep
that when morning came felt as if could
stand securely on my feet again, if l were
to get up.
The beautiful girl who had been by me
when l first woke was with me again, but
would only say she was sister of one of
my pupils, and l must be good and not ask
questions until l could &c. up.
Her gay, laughing stories charmed me,
and / grew stronger every day, until one
morning she said | was TO be dressed and
try great sleepy-hollow chair which had
been brought into my room.
"And then, she said, "you shall see your
pupil. and You will find out who am"
And she bent down to kiss me on my
cheek.
II don't care now l said, quickly. any
curiosity is all gone"
But when l was dressed and put into the
great chair, and she left me to send my lit
tie scho ar in, found | was still n little
curious. There were many among them |
had been fond Of who could il be so fond
of me?
A step behind me, and voice said,
NORA
Oh, whose voice was it! It thrilled me
with pleasure that was almost pain.
Mora! lovely Moral" And some one
came round to the side of my chair and
took my hand.
l opened my eyes, for l had closed them
at the first sound of that voice, and saw
Robert Hervey standing before me.
MIR. Hervey! how came you here?" re-
membering everything with rosy blush;
"and-where is nv little scholar"
Not so little, Nora; l stand six feet in
my stockings; but truly your scholar. All,
many the sweet lessons l learned of you
on the mountain side lessons of hope and
Trust and patience; best of all, lessons of
love, Nora. And now will you take me for
your scholar for life?"
"Oh! and Clara" it was all could say.
A rush of happy tears drowned every other
word.
do not speak of her, Nora. Only tell
me, are You glad TO S % me?"
"Glad? Oh, yes, so gtod!" But then l
begun TO wonder again where i was.
| think / must have been faint for an
instant, for / found his sister beside me
holding glass of water 10 my lips.
Yes" he i'd. when she tried TO explain;
1t is my dear sister Rose, who came here
when found You i'll, turned my bachelor
apartment into sort of sanctuary, and
turned me out. But when knew you were
well, could not stay away"
Rose had taken one hand in her gentle
elias D, and put the other ost to him.
is it miner" he said, softly.
But | only held his hand close and smiled.
Would all the world tempt me to let it go!
1t is only one short week since he came,
but it seems like n loag dream of JOY.
Thank God, it is a reality Clara is well
come now to the fortune that should have
been mine.
have my fortune here.
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