Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-05-07

.-s-A- >~ ] - A-1e = AvAAA A& auttered through ths study door, Cuthbert swung down his hat and left the house.
 In the young moonlight, and tho glimmer- ing memories of crimson over the dark line of the cliff, tho ocean breeze, snatching land fragrance from the nestling crops, was sweet a honey.
 Down the broad white road Cuthbert went swiftly, pausing once to pull . watch from his fob
 The road led straight to the town.
 Coming presently to tho brow of tho west ern slope, the town lay in . fog of moonlight at his feet, the lamps threading it in veins of fire sparks, and the sea creaming . wash of white foam on the semicircle of beach
 And 90 forward and downward, his shadow growing smaller in his wake, and the dusky crops on either hand ripping their ears on . level with his shoulders, until . row of noble wayside elms bury him in their heavy gloom.
 Hero he halts.
 It is . weak-heartsd love that Is not punc,. tual in its promises; and what should excuse delay, when the lover waits and the summer moon shines out her sweet invitation, and the soft wind sets tho trees bending stately heads to behold the coming of the tardy onei
 But loi figure steals around tho bend of the road from behind tho plumage of the
 
 The embrace Is . warm one, wanting in coyness, and the richer In tenderness for the want
 Something to stiffen Dr. Shaw's frin into ferocity, and to rob the finest Scotch of all flavor in his nose.
 "It is barely the quarter" the girl said in low voice; and she clasped her hands upon his arm and strained her eyes at his face. We arc both before our time.n "Both impatient, Jenny" sAy; but will take most credit, for the way is all up hill for me, dear" @How long can you give me, prettyr "Not above five minutes" "Indeed; then those minutes shall be long ones"
 @Not above five minutes say, Cuthbert; and feel the pity of it this lovely night. when the moon is % pretty, that shall cry to go to bed"
 He kissed her hand "Mother thinks am gone to see Kate Oli- yer" she went on. "So must not stay, for fear she should ask father to fetch me. There are troops of fishermen in the market place, and the streets are full of people, and mother does not like me to walk alone.n "Would she think you safe with your hus- 1 banda"
 "Ah, would not she! If father had her heart-"
 "Put away your hat that you may lay | your soft hair on my shoulder. Here is dry cushion of grass with streak of moonlight on it for me to see you in. Have a little pa- tience while talk to you. Mother will not be wondering yet"
 So they seated themselves on the verdure, where the moonlight fell in a lance of trem- ulous silver, and she, dutifully removing her hat, bent her cheek to his shoulder. Thus they sat, with no other sound to dis turb them than the moaning of the sea and the rustling of the leaves over their heads. In the moonlight lovely woman's face takes sad and moving beauty. Not sweeter face ever smiled in the love l of mans eyes than Jenny's, though marred | by the moonlight as mirror for the emo- tions, which, in the glory of the day, gave it color and archness, and Q hundred turns of grace
 ''My little wife" said he in his gentle voice, ''I have been closely pressed to-day by my father. put him on a scent that puzzled him; and really he went down to it greedily, 1 for his anxiety to find out the meaning of what he chooses to call my altered behavior is perfectly wonderful I hinted-merely l hinted-that the news of our sea fights, and our battles ashore, had set my heart beating l for higher feast than cramming boys with learning. We'll, 1t was time he noticed some l change in me-"
 1 Jenny counted with her fingers upon his shoulder, softly smiling and listening to him | the while.
 "He said to me-" Cuthbert went on, T date the alteration in you from the day oi l your return from London He draws near, you see, dear. He Is dreadfully close at my heels. Still his notion is odd, seeing that I have not moped since as moped before l went that trip"
 1 "How like our adventures at home arel l Only to-day mother came up to mo and took my ear in her hand, and said, Jenny, Jenny, I will squeeze hard if thou art not honest. hear you signing in your sleep just like my old schoolmate Sally Mattocks did whom the silly wench brought trouble upon herself by listening to gypsy woman's lies. Father watches you closely. and know him very l we'll as e man who never troubles himself to stare, unless there be something to see. What is it, sillyr pulled my ear away and made | it burn to run from her, and laughed that she might think her talk nonsense But oh, my dear, l could not help crying just two or three tears. I do not fear mother-indeed, she would be very proud of my own, and love him for his own sweet sake and make him her boast, as I know she would; for often father tells her that she has made her god-mothers sad fibbers, though what he means by that you shall tell me. as have not one little bit of thy cleverness in my head, sweet-but fathers eyes when he is angry make mo shiver. What bold things . girl will do for love And yet 1t does not make her brave"
 She put her hand over her eyes and peeped at him through her fingers; not for the co. quetry of it, but that she might not lose sight of him for . moment.
 "Jenny, I will tell you what it is-there is no help for it but honesty. And that we need II not be afraid of"
 "Oh, no, indeedi The Lord forbid. We are both truly honest, I thank God"
 q will begin with your father, Jenny.
 That Is my resolve; and ones own wishes arc the easiest way, love- Tomofrow evening will see Mir. Strangheld and tell him we arc | married"
 Tomorrow eveningl"
 It was . long way of for their next meet
 ing, but very close for bitter business. | So ok f<>o acoy, an .ho caid cookl,3,,