The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1890-01-09

me- Incidentally that s,iver nsooxs Il,
did not seem to be agreeing with him,
he had grown 80 pale and thin.
As for myself I was shocked when !:
saw the changes disease had made in me.
Every body called me the prettiest girl
in Silver Brooks, and, though far from
being vain, still I found good deal OF
satisfaction in the bright, rosy image
reflected in my looking-glass. But now
my skin was Of q dazzling Wilderness,
and my eyes seemed to be all over my
face, while the light played almost mys-
teriously on my yellow hair. s.sas ~,
THE purity dear, y old Mother Gerkins
had said, wiping the tears out of her
eyes with her apron. 1.-THE purity dear!
All, but she's like the angel in the pict-
chure in the chur-ruch." r.. ri ~z4
AS soon as was out of danger Dr..
Johns visits ceased. Weeks passed he.
for saw him again, and then we only
met and bowed politely and passed on.
And so 1t happened many times, and the
slow SKINNER dragged on again until
October. &
/ was sitting in my room one day,
writing to distant friend, when I saw
the Brownlow man servant coming in al
the gate. How it happened I do not
know. In q firm, clear hand was written
>on fresh sheet Of paper:
''Dr. John, please come to see me-"
And I rose, still without . thought
and making my way down stairs, gave il
to the man (he had come on a message
to mother) with the request to deliver
it right away.
In the evening when the sun had set
I wandered down into the garden to cut
some roses that were rich and sweet
with the dew Of twilight. Mother had
gone out to a neighbours, and it was
lonely in the house.
I had stopped down low to train ten
der vine that was straying about for
support, and when rose, DR.. John stood
beside me.
''You wanted me, so I CAME"
His voice was richer, sweeter than
ever, and came to me like mama in the
desert. I had not realized before how
hungry was for the sound of it.
eyes, yes; that is, l." My hands
CROPPED blindly for my head, and
pressed it firmly between them. A be-
wildering sense of it all came over me-
of all 1 had suffered, unjustly, yet
through my own fault. Had l but told
him that day when kissed him that he
was all the world to me, that loved
him above my very life, ali, then all
would have been we'll!
"John, oh DR.. John, it has all been q
mistake-right from the very first.
love you, only you-with all my strength
with all my strength love you"
I guess wDwere both little insane
for the next half hour. Anyhow, sign
language was enough for US just then,
and neither spoke a word.
but Tom Woods?" asked my great
big-hearted lover, with q little furrow
down the middle of his forehead.
laughed little, and cried little
and-and-well, don't care If did kiss
him. l guess l had all the right I
wanted!
20 John, dear John, if we had not
both been so proud, it would have come
right long ago. That night when--when
you found us two together on-on the
balcony-John, please don't look at mo,
l can't tell it at all, If you do-1-I--
John, we have been so very foolish, both
of lis. IL was only pinning his cravat,
JOHN"
Or. John looked for a moment as
though he did not at all understand, and
then our eyes met, and we laughed as
neither of US had laughed for a year, or
even in our lives, perhaps. And we'll
we might laugh, for there had been sad
ness enough. l found out, too, that
lovers don't mind pauses in the least,
and great while elapsed before DR..
John spoke again.
Little girl"
I looked up at him, and smiled and
shook my head.
Little woman" corrected.
"Ah, yes, little woman. But is it my
little woman-my own?" he said.
l gave him sufficient proof that he had
not guessed wrong, and on lovely day
in the new year DR.. John and were
married.
I have found out since that he is q
dreadful tease, and he makes me give in
to him in every thing. But the only
real difference" we have ever had was
when we were going to name baby. I
was mad for five minutes, and then
woll-what can do? When I am angry
DR.. John just kisses me, and 1T takes
two to quarrel" you know.-Richard
Dare in T,aod'e Morcnrv :. .