The Springdale news., 1889-01-25
LAWRENCE LOVEJOY
A. Romance of English Life During
 the Free-Trade Movement.
ATKINSON, AUTHORS OF THE MILLS OF GOD" AND OrH-
 FIR STORIES. tCopyri9ltea. 1887, By FrqrH J. Martin. and a5si first pa6kishtd bg trclustr- arrangement
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CHAPTER XI-CoSTISrEp.

But the flame n Lovejoy's heart had been burning brighter and brighter. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder,n was his ex- perience. And he had grown bolder, too, so much so that, learning where she was wis. iting, he told her father that he would like to drive over and bring her home To say that Maggie was surprised would but poorly describe her feelings as she saw the rector drive up in his gig, and, when he told her that he had come over purposely for her, her wonder increased.
 At last they were bowling along the coun- try roads ID the soft May evening. They talked commonplaces for a few moments, and then reapsed into silence The horse seemed as though he would give his master far chance, for without I word he slack eued his pace to walk LoYejov took the hint and opened fire.
 " Maggie said he, "ean you guess why l came over 10 bring you home on the first night of my return3'
 :" Indeed, no she replied, "unless you wished to give your horse a little exercise. 2
 "Oh. no Hero could have waited until tomorrow for q trot. but 1 could not wait d moment longer than necessary to see you, Maggie Do you know that have loved you for nearly two years, dear3 That during all that time 1t has been my cnly great trouble that, as an honorable man with love for you and esteem for George, I could say never a word No, Maggie, and until my dying day my lips would have been dumb to all the world on this subject if you had not yourself broken the engagement that exist ed betwixt you and George Foster l re- spect George and would be the last man on earth to vex him, but, oh I'm afraid am somewhat selfish Cet me hope pardonably so). and am oyerjoyed that now have a right to plead for your love. l say, 1 am joyful to possess that right. IL is for you tocompletc that joy or consign me to a lonely and dis appointed life Maggie. may 1 even hope to have my love accepted and to receive ever such little of yours in returnHo
 Not aword said Maggie Her pretty eyes were dOwncast, watching her hands as they lay elasped in front of her. She had never known what "levers love- meant until this moment, and now she felt too supremely happy to speak. She must hear some more of the rector's love-makiug first.
 Maggie. have you nothing to say to me- am only sober country parson, but I think can make you happy. Let me try, and do you try to love me, Maggie"
 He was driving with the left hand, the right one he laid in both of Magges and so they neared Mill Hill. It was dark now, and they went straight to Maggics home. He had to lift her out of his high gig, and as he held her arms, with her face so very near hIs, he whispered: My answer, dear.9 It came: T love you; l think I have loved you for a long time n
 He lifted her down then. and folding her closely to hlm printed a kiss upon her pretty hps, murmuring almost involun- tarily "HB darhng-'to love and to cherish till death do us partnn