Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1890-11-07
Evidently this was new view of mat.


"a poor girl, Daniell"
"But good girl, fathcr, and as sweet
and lovely rs yonder half-opcned rosebud.
You will perhaps laugh at INC, /" he added.
"but ! believe have lost lay heart to
one OF our hop-pickcrs.
"Daniel"
"iier name is Mary Ravencl, sir; I
never saw her before this season. She is
picking hops with her aunt or some eli.
DERBY relativc-a pale and fragile look
ing girl, but as beautiful as dream.
And-I love her."
The old squire nodded his head.
81 can trust you, my son." said he,
"and whoever you choose to bring here
will be us welcome as flowers in INLAY"
While all this time, the artist, strollinp
idly along to observe the various groups,
came upon pale faced girl in black-a
girl with large, melting wine brown eyes,
straight, pure features, and tender, dark
hair, overhanging her forehead like n
mist of jet
"9liss Ravcnell" he cried, in amaze
ment."
eyes, Miss Ravencl,'" she smiled
''"NN' W. uIc uStOnlSuCQ 10 see nc
here. But the doctor declared that hop
picking would be the very thing for me.
So Aunt Verna brought me, and here VIC
are. And 1 nm really accomplishing won
ders in the hop-picking line! Sit down
hero and eat some of these delicious hot
house grapes. They are sent to us daily
by nm unknown bencfactor. That is" rs
Aunt Vcrna smiled mcaningly, mot cx-
actly unknown. 1t is Squire Durelrs
son. He will perist in sending oil these
delightful things, although 1 tell him,
over and over, that have no need Of
them. l believe he thinks am n starv-
ing dressmakcr, or something of tho
kind" with blush and smile. "Dut.
oh, he is SO goodl And 1 like him 40
much Now show us, please, what you
have been skctching."
Mr.. Durrcll came down, in tho warm
rcd glow of tho summer sunset, to tho
willow-shndcd curve Of the river where
Miss Ravencl liked to sit when her day's
work was done.
81 have brought you some of tho raro
orchids from the conservatory" said he.
''You told me the other day that YOU
liked flowers"
vi am so much obliged to you," said
she gratefully. "But, Mr.. Durrcll, 1
have something to tell YOU"
'Stop minute" said he, az hnve
something to tell you-that 1 love you
that want to mako you my wife.
Dear Miss Ravcncl, arc you surprised
ut thisa Have you not seen it growing
out ofmy heart by dcgrccsl My father
Is Old and iniirm, but he is ready to
welcome you with all patcrnal love,
and"
"You really love me, shc cried, with
widc-opcn eyes. "NIc, poor, pale, littlo
hop picker1"
"You, my queen and my ideal!"
"Then," she said, oil smiles and
bushes, 81 think ought to repay you
by loving you little. And 1 think
do, nay, l mn quite certain of it."
"AIy darlingl Oh, my darlingi" he
murmurcd.
"But wait, you have not heard what
am" she urged.
"You arc Miss Ravencl, from Phila-
dclphia."
~ am General Ravcners daughter. I
am here by tho doctors orders, not be-
cause need the daily wages of hop
picker. But you won't like me any the
less, will you, for that2'
DIR. Durrel stood amazed. Miss
'aSenel, the Philadelphia beauty, tho
rcat .slGircss! ------;.
owe afc stopping at - Clanclif Ho-
ell" said she. 81 have my phaeton and
onies there. will drive up to the
ouse to see your father, since he cannot
ONE to me-"
"But thought you were poor girl,
firing one of those tents at so much u !
light" said Daniel, in perplexity.
"Thnt's where you were mistaken"
aid Miss Ravencl, smiling. "But tho
iop -picking has done me deal of good.
AUNT Verna says my cheeks are rcddcr
han they used to be; and must be bet
or, because ="
"Wcll2"
"Becausc feel so happy" said Mary
aavcncl, coloring like rose.
And so Daniel Durrcll found his life's
reasurc out among the garlanded hop
>olcs.-Ihe Ledger.