The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1888-11-23
LOVE TINT LIVED,


"But You ought to give the boy
Chance" said Er. Dornfieli. :
Il believe IN making an example OF
surh young men. Edward Arkwright
was the only one who knew where /
kept that poeketbooS, and it has dissp-
peared, aud Mr.. Harrington pursed his
Thin lips and shook his head sadly.
And Will YOU so to law about If ?'
the doctor asked.
a..S;o, shan't do that His father was
n good friend OF mine. II dismiss him
simply from my employ"
IN sorry Tor him, said DIR. Dornield,
timply, and then drove on TO see his
next patient
Dolly Dornfield in the meantime was
seated b. the cottage door, pairing peach
cs and looking now and then up and
down tie road. -.
She begIn TO hum a bar of a tender
loye-song, when Edward Arkwright
Stepped out Of the shadow and confronted
aDolly :" he called.
She paused aud looked up, with
smile ON her face. -
''Oh, il s you, eh ?'
"Yes. l was afraid you wouldn't speak
TO me-" he faltsred.
Because people think me . thief"
81 should as soon believe that Mr..
Harrington stole his ogn pocketbooll-
the grained, oIious old wretch -
THANK you for that, Dolly" gasped
the youn, man, advancing hurriedly to
her, and pressed his lips 10 the dimpled
back OF one white peach-stained little
hand
Folly snatched it away with redden-
ing checks
'.AIr Arkwright ~
Forgive me, Dolly; but 1 am going
abroad tomorrow" .---,.r,
is that any, reason that you should
kiss nly ham, u:
~Dollv, love your he. faltered.
"You have carried my heart dangling
IN that same little hand these many
weeks -
@oh," said the maiden, looking intent
~ down at her peaches, "that quite
another affair. How can i help that ="
Won't you say that you love me a
little, Dolly ?'' he pursued, growing red
an1 white N the Intensity of his emo
ton. Wont = you give me a morsel-
the merest crumb-of hope to live on
while am cone?'
40, I won't" said Dolly, tossing her
pretty head. GLOW ridiculous all this
AT all events, Dolly, you cannot pre-
vent my loving you. / shall carry that
love IN my heart wherever L 90 until l
hear that you have given yourself to
some Otaer man."
"YoI will do nothing of the kind"
flashed out Dolly Dorntield, Indignantly.
81 viii not allow it"
Th-rc :ro some things, Dolly, that
even you have no power to alter" said
young ArkwTicht, sadly. Good-byep'
She heard his footsteps crushing down
the honey-sweet blossoms of the white
clover. She hearl him scale the mossy
stone wall through the tunlultuous beat
ings of her own heart And then she
spr.ng up, scattering the r,d freight OF
peaches right and lett into the grass.
edward MIR. Arkwright ~
Eut ii was too late-he was gone.
"Well, papa is there any news ," said
Dolly, her usual nightly question, as she
sat down opposite the doctor TO pour out
the tea.
"Why, yes" said the doctor, taxing a
mighty swallow "At least L suppose
you goss!ps-"
"Would call it news" went on the old
geniioman. Harrington has found his
poke book"
Dolly fairly jumped to her feet.
Found it, papa !"
"Or rather it has been returned to him.
1t was IN the pocket OF an Office coat he
had sent to the taitor's TO have lined and
rcVampcd over generally The tailor
had great M any orders on hand and
SOMEHOW mislaid the coat until yester-
day, when no had commenced to rip il
up. And there was the pocketbook un-
opened.
at WAS a lucky thing that the tailor
was an honest man, said Dolly breath
lesSlv.
"Why veg. rather so-for Young Ark
i I
him wrongfully."
Dolly.
Ten wears had passed over the peaceful
little village since the tongue of general
rumor was rife with the story of Edward
ArkwriSht and Lawyer Harrington's s
missing poeketbook before Edward Ark
wTi Int came back again.
NO longer the slender, boyish-looking
young fellow. struggling against tho in,
tangible shadow OF a great suspicion, but
= portly, bearded, handsome man, with
the prestige OF wealth and the title OF
'JuGge" before his name.
Il saw him myself, Dolly" said Mrs.
Jcnkinson, talking to Miss Dornfield
about the all-engrosSing topic. For the
do tor dang ter had not married, much
TO the :sionishmeut OF all the village, and
remained Miss nornfield still "And
the prince royal couldn't look more the
gentleman. And there's q party OF gay
folks with him Mt the hotel from New
Norll-is the lady he's to be married to- y
'itow 90 you know ?" Dolly asked
rather family.
They say SC" answered Mrs. Jenkin.
son, satisfied that she had rendered the
best possible authority.
FOLLY cried quietly up in her own
room that afternoon, Just as the twilight
MIS- deepening into dark.
81 know l have been fool" she
sohbad to herself; "bnt dill think ht
wonld rcme.n or the old DAYS a little
II was my fault, and | must bear it; bu
hope IL UI.i be happy with Miss In