Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1890-06-05

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liant young host was striding about the
green-sward attending to the comfort
of his guests.
Amy was invisible, but Hugh knew
just the pretty niche which held her
lovely spot down by the spring and
he was well content to have her there.
Would ne not not join her soonp And
might rot the pleasing prospect all
around her soften her heart toward him
and his love9
Could he have seen Amy at that mo-
ment his face would have been less
bright, his heart less buoyant.
She was reading, with happy, inn
passioned eyes, n letter from Rob
Stewart. She had received it the day
before. and not a soul knew OF it but
herself.
my Own True Darling: At last am com.
ing 10 claim you. NV home Is very humble.
only log cabin. but love will glorify II, and
we are young. ] have had hard time. but
would not distress you with my troubles until
they were so far over that could see daylight
ahead.
II cannot write my love, but will wait and
tell II when am by your side God bless and
kecpyou. Always your own. ROB.
With this precious missive on her
constant and steadfast nature, that
Hugh Petcrson's handsome possessions
failed to impress her.
Pretty Nellie might rave and wonder
and pout that the chance of being
mitresS of 1.-The Oaks" was not given to
some one who would appreciate it
meaning herself. of course-but her
sister went seranely on her way, only
conscious that her lover was true and
was coming very soon to claim his
wife,
Three days later, as Mr.. Wilson was
standing at his front gate ut sunset,
watching to see that the cows were
properly brought home, a young man,
neatly dressed in a well-titting business
suit and wearing the happy air Of a
man at peace with himself and all the
world, approached him unnoticed, and
surprised him by grasping his hand
cordially and excIaiming heartily:
We'll met, Mr.. Wilson! lam bound
for your house, and was just thinking |
ought to have talk with you before |
saw your daughter"
Wal, Rob. your comm is 30 suddcnt
like, / am that TUX back | skercely
knowcd ye! Bin putty hearty sence you
went west?"
Something in his tone and manner
n GOODNESS utterly at variance with his
habitual warmth and heartiness, struck
an unpleasant chill on the young mans
heart.
AT first was sick, had chills, and
they almost used me up. But | went
still farther west. into Utah, and since
then have been all right" briefly, and
with his clear, steady glance striving
to read the meaning of the old farmers
uneasy manner.
is YOU settled that fur west? That
thar's long ways from here. Pears
like you might almoS' Ell we'll be dead, !"
rubbing his hands slowly and looking
down the road.
The young man laughed lightly.
oh. no. It's iine country, and
you would enjoy trip out there. But,
Mr. Wilson" very seriously, his frank
face growing positively handsome with
the tender light which broke over it as
his pleasant voice deepened, Il have
come to carry your daughter back as
my wife We have loved each other
for years. Have | your CONSENT"
The old NAV, turned slowly and
looked full into the clear frank eyes.
''Hev We Il home fifteen to take her
OF
mo, not good enough; it is only a
log cabin, but it is paid for, and | own
a good farm and plenty of stock. 1t
will be hard work for IA few years to
pull through, but we are young and
strong and we love each otherm
Now, Rob, it won't do. My gal hez
bin keerfuly raised; never done nc
hard work in her life. An you liven
too fur away. Amy's the baby. you
know, an we ali set by her nightly.
Besides
Here he hesitated.
What else?"
The young mans voice had lost its
pleasant ring, and his face was pale and
stern.
wal, | dunno but | better tell we
all bout it. Hugh Peterson, Il good
and likely lad, We remember, and thrift
ty and forehanded, is acourtin' the
child. Her mothers heart is sot on
seem her his wife. and I'm willin' to
low that feels jes the same way"
A minutes silence followed these
words, when nothing but the deep
breathing of the young man broke the
stiffness.
Both were too absorbed to notice a
graceful figure coming leisurcly down
the road, swinging her hat by its rib
bons, and dreamily watching the sunset
slowly fading into night.
..Vn,, ,,,ngt n.;,-n bnY ,,n pnh I,
and shore! IF you do that, she will
marry Hugh, fur it don't stand to
reason that gal O sense would go
runnin' off from all her folks to that
pesky Utaw to live in a log cabin and
work herself to death, when here, right
at home, is a good-lookin' man, rich
enough to dress and keep her like a
lady, jes' nachully dyin' fur to marry
| her."
Here low but joyful cry was heard,
and Amy, rosy, FACILITATING and tender
| faced, stood before her lover.
Both hands were outstretched, and
Rob, as he eagerly clasped them, for a
moment lost his sclf-control.
Remember what tole We, " said Mr..
Wilson, almost roughly, as he noticed
the girls happy face. ''Ie caynt have
her."
Amy" and her lovers voice was
almost stern in his effort for self-mas-
terry, you know that love you with
all my heart, and that your happiness
is my first thought"
'Well?" expectantly, and with ten
der, wondering eyes fastened upon his
agitated face.
II am but poor man, and as my
wife your life for years will be one of
toll and privation. If you marry Hugh
Peterson, ease and luxury await you.
My darling it is hard to say the words,
but free you from your promise"
She gazed into his face for a moment,
and reading there his undying love,
laughed softly.
And this is my answer!" she
breathed, raising her arms to clasp them
around his neck. and resting her head
against his throbbing bosom.
What man that ever loved could re.
sist that?
Certainly Rob Stewart could not, and
love came off with flying colors, and
| two hearts in this world pf troublo nd