The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1890-07-03

small boy in kits, who contemplates her
wrathy face with calm satisfaction.
"Did you ever see better shotP he
proudly queries.
81 can think of better" she answers.
"What is itln he asks with interest.
"To shoot you down after it," she re-.
plies, laughing.
"Ho, you couldn't, you're girl, aud
girls can't throw for cold victuals, Don
aid said, and he knows; Donald teached
me-"
"Wea, suppose you go and fetch it
back, then, since you belong to the SUI
perioc SEX" sho says, amused,
- will, pretty quick. I'm tired now;
Id rather talk to you. Girls can talk
Donald says they've got the gift Of CAB,
if nothing else"
"p.av, who is Donald"
"Gracious, don't you know Donald
Well, he's one of the bulliest bricks you
ever knew. He takes care of a place of
papa's, down in the country, aud he's
teachcd me more things than l s'pose
you'll ever know, cause he won't let
girls come there if he can help it, he
'spises 'em cause they gable So"
"Good for Donald; they do" with q
recollection of the preceding mornings
trial
Just then gentleman comes in sight
with Dorothy book in his hand, and he
comes toward the mute little figure look
ing blindly, anywhere but toward him,
saying, "Good morning, Dorothy, here
is your book which my son so rudely sent
from your hand"
Mutely, still, Dorothy stretches out her
hand for the volume and finds it clasped,
and presently is aware that there is some
one sitting besides her on the rocks.
dorothy, are you never going to
speak9" he says, quietly, near her ear.
The boy has run off to play again.
"Have you forgotten me SO utterly,
Dorothy?'
"No, not forgotten" she answers in a
queer voice, as though some one had a
hand on her throat.
"Nor forgiven, he adds.
But she answers not, aud rising
would pass him, but he gently detains
her.
"No, dear. not yet; 1 have hungered
for this moment too long to have it
shortened so. Stay, Dorothy, aad hear
me, and yet what can 1 say that will not
be disloyal to the deada Oh, be pitiful
dear, do not look so hard / have loved
you tenderly for 50 long, Dorothy, Lucy,
your friend and contidant, and my wife,
is dead, and can never tell You what il
was that came between us. Her short
life was happy think, and loved her,
but Dorothy l love you and want you
for my wife, won't you Gomez"
Dorothy dares not look up into the face
SO eloquent with longing, so she droops
her head and answers, ono, no, that
time has gone forever--O Wayne, why
did you come to disturb my quiet COM
panionship with my books. can never
be your wife.
He points to ''Sartor Resartus" $50
you gain peace and happiness from
pessimistic Carlyle9 Is it he who
teaches you to live an ideal visionary life,
when real duties and a husbands devo-
ton awaits you? Do you not remember
his own love madness described here,
when he went up and down upon the
earth dcsolatc wanderer seeking iIlu.
sive peacc9"
Here a piping voice breaks in. SIN
about as hungry as they make 'em, and 1
wish we'd go to luncheon together
sides want to talk to the girl some
more. like her, and l am going to tell
Donald about her
But Dorothy is gone.
That evening Wayne Palmerston looks
into The parlors where a hop is in pro.
gress.
He cspies Dorothy in cream white,
with great bunch of Jacqueminot roses
in her corsage, listening to the bug pro-
fessors description of some of his dis
covcFies with her face alight with inter.
est. At this instant curious feeling
takes possession of the man looking
through the window; he is conscious OF
a desire to adorn the bug professor neck
with one of his pet snakes and leave it tc
do its duty.
Meantime, cousin Amy, bewitchine
spectacle in masses Of white tulle. has
paused in her mad career, near the win.
dow, and is watching him with laughing
eyes.
"Banquo at the FEAST" she cries gaiy
at last, "and quite gloomy en- ugh to tax,
away Macbeth's appetite. Why, sir, ii
this foriorn spot where the masculine ele
ment of society is so absurdly small, arr
4 you not doing your duty?"
Wayne pulls himself together. "Be
cause was sure / was too late to have
the honor of your charming self for
partner, Miss Amy" he replies to tina
'young lady, whom he has known sine
she emerged from pinafores.
And Dorothy is presently edited ant
distracted from her lesson on bugs, b,
the vision of Amy and Wayne waltzin,
as they only can waltz. She receives
wicked glance from radiant Amy, who i
happy as she complacently fancies tn
other girls emerald envy at this spectacle
The whole thing suddenly pals upol
Dorothy, and with the briefest word o
excuse, she leaves the professor, VIII
gazes respectfully after his appreciativ
listener, and seeks her own room.
There she finds Ruskin, CARLYLE an,
Emerson regarding her from shelf wit
mute sympathy, but she will have non
of them it is apparent, but passes then
by without glance, kneels by the win
dow and cries yes, strong minded Doro
thy cries in the weakest and most FEM
nine way possible.
How long she sits there she neve
knows, but by and by her head droor
over on the window sill and she fal
asleep and dreams that she hears Donald
sneering laugh at girls, of her champio
Roy's defense of her as the one exceptio
to girls, in general; finally of bein
borne Off through burning forests an
over fiery bridges by Roy's father, an
of continually stopping at peoples gate
aud banging away on their doors to tie
them the world is on fire, as piece {
gossip.