The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-09-04

/ persons WITH YOU. hdCOel Tells me LlidJ
she believes that almost all the young men
of our acquaintance entertain more or less
I admiration for you. was not aware Of
| it, am sure"-his ward WINGED ct this
statement, in its simplicity-"th though at
! the same time find nothing to wonder at
| in it. Can you not choose one of them
/ should rejoice to see you happy"
/ "You have come to recommend some
one? 1t is very kind" said Hetty, scorn-
/ fully.
"Some thought of this kind was in my
mind; l have been reviewing our friends.
am anxious, my dear, that your choice
| should fall on some one in every way
worthy of you, that 1 may feel 1 have
/ done my duty both by your poor father
and yourself l think" continued the
| professor with an effort now, that Fred
erick Wilberforce is perhaps worthy OF
thought"
And why Fred Wilberforce?' Hetty
asked dis6ainfully, with almost school
girl pertness.
"His tastes and habits seem quiet, his
I family is good. / don't know that you
would have much wealth, but should
/ like you to consider character, my child,
/ before money. He is a few years older
] than you'll have considered that you
| may net like that-but If you could over
/ look the disparity for the sake of other
things, should like to see you in a home
OF your own"
THANK you; you are very kind. 1t is
/ quite beside the subject to mention, l
| suppose, that detest Fred Wilberforce p
said Hetty. CURLY.
! "Detest himl Really, 1 was not aware.
Ny dear child, say no more about it.
/ am sorry, in that case. | ever mentioned
/ the young mans name. He is good
! deal older than you, certainly. Let us
I consider Charles Warrington instead; in
fact, should have put him first if it had
not been for his scientific tastes / thought
that you had really had so much of that
kind of thing here that it must pre-
! JUDGE you against him. He is very
good son, / believe; a little quiet, but
your own age, and l have never heard
anything but good OF him, Hettv. Do you
think you could like Charles Warrington
You would not be living far from us, then
am selfish, YOU see. 1t would be q de-
lightful thing to us both to have you run
in and out when you could"
III there is any one | could dislike more
than Fred Wilberforce it is Charles War
rington, returned Hetty. I'm glad you
like him. What you see in him | fail to
understand"
The professors countenance became
perplexed. 81 seem very unfortunate in
my choice of suggestion" he said mildly
| perhaps William Hooper or Thomas
Hastings; you might like one OF those bet
( ter ?''
THANK you; I'm going into the garden
| Don't trouble youself about any more
suggestions this morning, Mr.. Rochester.
returned Hetty coldly, rising as she spoke
A wave OF ripe rose-red color swept sud
denly into her cheeks; her eyes met the
professors for one moment, childish, will
full, womanly. Il detest young men," she
said. "If ever marry any one, he shall
be rather old"
. y
"'Rather Old" said the professor, lef
alone, gazing absently at his own refiec
ton in the ugly square mirror above the
dining-room mantel-piece. What sin
gular fancy! Then Frederick Wilberforct
would not have been so Objectionable
after all, if she had but liked him in othei
respects. Rather old All, me, l an
rather old, and the child will not reposC
full confidence in me on that account, ne
doubt. have been rather old for many
a long day."
Three weeks, and have never al
|
lacking in moral courage" said the pro
lessor musingly, as he waited for admit
lance on his doorstep.
"There has been no change in the child
she still has that quiet, subdued air aboH
her. 1t has occurred to me that it is quit
possible that she may be hesitating u
leave us, for our sake-even deem it un
grateful. If Rachel should leave US alon,
tonight, / shall try to revive the subject
1t is the right thing to do"
The dining-room was only tenanted b,
one: Hetty was alone. cheerful fir
burning on the hearth, and she sat dream
ing before it, her hands clasped idly in he
lap; and, in some way or other, ever,
careless attitude of Hetty's was graceful
The firelit picture-for the lamp had no
been brought in-stiTred the professor
pulse with sharp, bitter-sweet sense o
longing and loneliness.
Hetty lifted her head suddenly at tn
quiet opening of the door, and he coul,
almost have fancied he saw tears shinlnj
on her curling lashes. A fancy, no doubt
but that Hetty had been very quiet an,
grave lately remained a certainty to hi
new keenness of vision. He advanced
into the range of freight, and as was hi
wont, after exchanging greetings, lOoke'
in the usual corner for his slippers
RachePs rules were too we'll known in tn
household to be infringed.
'Your slippers" said Hetty, with I'm
usual meekness of tone. They're here
Mr.. Rochester. in the fender"
ooh, indeed! How could they hav
fallen in there?" returned the professo
in mild surprise, as he stopped to pic
them up.
"They didn't fall. l put them there
II thought you might like to have ther
warmed" Hetty returned, in unusual
confused and apologize tones.
"Oh, indeed Your intention was yer
kind, my dear" said the professor absent
mindedly; 'but you need not have take
so much trouble; the evening was not
cold one"
, There were no tears glistening o
, Hetty's eye-lashes now; a curve of rightt
Gus feminine scorn was visible, instead, o
her red lips. Yes, he might wait man
and many day; never should he, by an
chance, after that utterly Obtuse remark
find his slippers comfortably ensconced j
the fender again. She knew he was
miserable man; he dreaded the though
of parting with her; well he deserved t
, be miserable.
He was certainly a trifle lacking i
moral courage; for perceiving that Hett
showed no disposition to have the lam
brought in, and the gimmering fireligh
hid her face and his own alternately, an
also observing that, by sitting in the arm
chair 70 tho RIGHT ~ tho haarfh ha cOul