Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1888-03-29
studying with he, at school and hadn't

younger already. But don't let her
know that you knowl She thinks I'll
feel better. coming with her as maid,
as il | were paying my way, don't you
seeP RichP-Oh. yes. rich compared
with poor folks-about eighty thous-
and, or soft she don't give it all
away. Does Just what she pleases, al
ways. But such sense!-Her uncle
says she has better head than he has,
any day, and thinks she ought to be
his guardian-'stead of it being the
other way about"
OF course Aunt Jane promised never
to disclose the little ruse regarding the
''maid. but that very night she button
holed johnny as he was going off to
bed and told him the facts of the case.
And Johnny in his own mind was not
the least surprised. All sorts Of angel
ic deeds might originate in such girl.
ALI, you lovers of misunderstanding
and disappointment and heart break,
YOU shall find nothing to your liking in
this simple talel That two Young
people like these l have so brokenly
described, should come to love each
other, is as natural thing rs the des-
cent of water when its way leads down
an inclined plane.
And yet neither was fully aware of
the sweet and and all possessing passion.
until arrived the morning of separa-
ton. 1t was when the little leather
trunk and the violin were borne out of
the house that Johnny's heart grew
sick with both Joy and agony-the JOY
of conscious love and the agony of re-
nunciation.
1t was when Miss Fleming went
down the front walk for perhaps t he
last time-for life is uncertain-that
wild pangs seized upon her soul. and
her eyes grew so misty under the sail
or hat tipped unnaturally forward.
that the bright dahlias and gladeoli be-
side the path turned into mere blur
of color.
Aunt Jane had kissed her on both
cheeks and told her with fearful fervor
that it was just about like giving up the
sunshine, and possibly her tears were
contagious.
The st. Bernard fingered on his front
porch rug and displayed no enthusiasm
for this particular trip to the junction.
"Well, James, is it possible you real
" don't UaB to go with meP' called
back Miss Fleming-havng got rid Of
of her wet eyes, and smiling quite mer-
rily.
James rose with n melancholy mein
and came slowly down the path saying
rs plainly as possible-H don see the
necessity of change. Pm far more
comfortable here than in town. How
ever know my duty"
MIR. Lamberton," said Miss Flem-
ing rs johnny handed her into the
wagon-and this time she chose the
front seat and the violin went over to
Miss Browns care-"Pm going TO
think about James all the way to the
station, and if can make up my mind
to part with him, | will give him to
YOU. He kcs the country so!-how he
has enjoyed wading in the brook and
strolling about in the fields this sum-
merr'
"Oh, you must never think of giving
him away. He's dog among n thous-
aud. He knows this is no mere trip
to the postoflice-he knows he is not
coming back again. See his express
sion! ALI. James. shall miss you-Old
fellow"
eff we should come again next sum-
mer. "sad Miss Fleming shvly. "he will
remember YOU as if he had been away
but day"
Il wish human beings remembered
as well, :" said johnny with cynicism
wholly new in him.
Some do, | am sure" SAID Miss
Fleming hopefully.
Johnny flicied at the grasses Mt the
roadside with his whip. He had no
need TO drive rapidlv-there WAS plenty
of time for reaching the station.
al hope you will come again next
SUMNER" he said in a low voice.
II hope so, too, " said Miss Fleming
simply. Then she went on in what
seemed to her the boldest and most
reckless manner-"I-I i0Ue this place!
1t has been the happiest summer of my
life / should like to live herc-always.
l like Aunt Jane" BY this time her
cheeks were burning red and she turned
her face away.
Would it be q good place for "A
talented physicianp Could you live
herep" and JOHNNY dared to fasten his
eyes intently on the roses that could not
be wholly hidden. unless Miss Fleming
dislocated her neck.
al could practice in small way. 1
could do good here, as well as anywhere.
l should like to be farmer-as we'll as
n doctor-I think" and she laughed
slightly.
"Oh. gracious metz exclaimed Miss
Brown, i've dropped m handker-
chief-one ofmy best ones, too-and L
had it just a minute ago. I'll run back
and get it."
"No-no." demonstrated Johnny. Til
find it," preparing to jump. But the
lively NJ IS Brown was already on the
ground and walking back toward awhile
object that lay several rods distant.
Was it Providence? Or was il SIM
ply Mss Brown johnny did not pause
to consider This dear sweet girl loved
his native town and liked his Aunt Jane
and she wanted to DO farmer and he
loved her with all his soul and she was
going awayl
Then take my farmland take me!
I've loved you every minute since | first
saw you. Don't bO angryl You are
going away, and can't help telling you.
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