The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1890-02-08
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most respectable looking.
The summer passed quickly away, an
although DIR. John had come to pay hi
mother ''only flying visit" someho,
he stayed on, and autumn came an,
found him still at Silver Brooks and a
our house very often. was a sill,
young thing, and mother scolded yer,
frequently about my Observation-Disclosures
/ would blush very hard all the Will,
she was speaking, and then rush up
stairs into my room and weep my eye
red over a dainty blue satin box tina
contained the relicS of five or six sus
piciously familiar withered nosegays.
A day came which convinced me tina
had not been shedding tears at tn,
shrine of blue satin unrequited. / hat
run over to Mrs. Brownlow's with /,
basket Of fresh laid eggs and mother
compliments, and found the old lady
busily mending away at torn gray coat
put the basket on the table, forgo
what l came for, and remarked that il
was warm day. had on light shaw
and the fire cracked merrily on Mrs
Brownlow's hearth. She looked at me
over her specks and l looked steadily
out of the window while / united my
bonnet strings.
co." she said, when she had looked al
me closely for half a minute, 'syou have
been running, see by your red face, SC
of course you are warm"
did not tell her that it had taken
three-quarters of an hour to run" a
quarter of mile.
After awhile she found she needed a
button that John had told her lay in his
room on top of his desk.
''Just run up and get it for me, there's
. dearl 1t will be right on top, for John
never forgets."
So up went, slowly, step by step,
feeling as though were walking on my
head. hated to go near his room, and
yet longed to see it. What If he
should come home and find me in it!
The thought lent wings to my feet, and
in a moment stood before the desk.
On its smooth, polished top lay the but
ton, and l laid my fingers on it. The
desk was open and number of papers
and thick books lay scattered about ON
it, and as my eyes fell downward ! came
as near fainting as have ever done in
my life. percy, Percy, Percy" scrib-
bled all over visiting card and John
entirely scratched ont! I snatched the
button and few down stairs. / did not
hear word dear old Mrs. Brownlow
said after that. All could think Of
was the card that lay on DR.. Johns desk
and OF a large sheet of paper that lay at
home in my bureau drawer with "Dr.
John Brownlow," and-and sometimes q
very feminine substitute for doctor
written all over 1t in my own irregular
chirography. There seemed to be pins
and needles in the chair in which sat,
and never knew how got out of the
house. Ionly came to after had care
fully torn up and burned, bit by bit, the
paper had treasured for so long.
DR.. John came over the next day, and
we went of together for walk. He
gave me great deal of highly instruct
i've information about some flowers 1 had
picked, calling them by all sorts of in
comprehensive Latin names, and said
yes and no like an ignorant school girl,
and was evidently expecting to find
something in the road. We were coming
back, and suddenly he stopped talking.
There was dreadful pause. Like MIN
ny.,I could think of nothing to say, and
at the same moment exactly stopped to
the right side of the road and pulled
reed, and he stopped to the left side of
the road and pulled reed, and then we
both laughed little and blushed great
deal and walked on.
Percy" The name sounded very
sweet and my heart beat madly, after
stopping for momeAt. what is the
use of all this? You know mother told
me she sent you up for that button yes
terday, and you must have seen.
Little girl you saw the card that lay
there?'
He paused for an answer, but we kept
on walking. Icould not have stopped
for the world. eyes"
"Percy, sweetheart you were not
angryg"
He took my hand in a simple fashion
and tried to see my eyes. turned my
head away. ''No."
He put his arm around me-his great
strong armand drew me gently to him.
81 love you. Little girl, will you tell
me that, too?"
lost my head completely. With
wild cry broke from him and rushed
down the road, never stopping until 1
reached the back stoop of our house. He
was not far behind me and / waited un-
til he came up.
Goodbye, Percy" He only said that
after we had stood side by side for long
time. His tone was just as always, only
there was ring of sadness in it that
went straight to my heart and sent the
hot tears to my eyes. knew he had
not understood me at all, and. indeed,
1t would have been difficult matter for
any one to have done that. / was not
for any thing might do to-
day. loved him, and he had said 81
love you," and was foolishly ashamed
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