Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1890-10-02

silver moon.' etc. And what would
they want of money there" and he
burst out laughing when he saw that
she really thought he was mad. Come,
Jenny.n he said, 81 was only jokingi
well come out all right"
sYou-ought-to be-ashamed to
frighten me So" said Jenny, sobbing,
while Tom, taking advantage OF her
helpless condition, put his arm around
her waist.
aCome, Jenny" said he, Pulling at the
balyard that connected with the valve
with his discngaged hand, "come, dear,
we'll be all right, so don't cry"
~ can't help it." said Jenny, laying
her pretty head on his shoulder-she felt
less frightened that way-'1-can't--
help-it; you are-so-so-cruel.
-think-you-would--be cruel
to-me-Tom.
Sand I don't want to be cruel to you,
darling" said Tom, kissing her. Il
want to love you, and / want you to love
me-that's all. T" :,
They were gliding along now easily
and smoothly, but at rapid rase, though
that fact was imperceptible to Jenny.
The landscape seemed to be swimming
along beneath her, ever changing and
beautiful, but she could perceive no
motion in the balloon.
.What are you doing with the rope,
Toml" she asked, having somewhat re-
covered under his treatment.
'Tm steering it, :" he said, with COM
ical smile.
lssteering it9 I thought balloons
couldn't be steered.
ooh. YES, they can-when the wind.s
favorable. At any rate, I'm steering this
one.n
"Where are you steering it toG"
"Right straight to Hymen's bower"
"Now you are beginning again to tall
as if YOU were insane, and | shall gel
frightened again if you don't hush.
Tom pressed her closer to him.
"Don't you love me, JennyF hi
asked.
She turned her eyes up to him, bu
didn't say word. Her head was stu
living on his shoulder.
Don't you think it would be nice Il
sail along this way all by ourselves, ava.
from Morley and the two old aunties an'
everybody, foreverl
'idon't know, Tom; perhaps we nigh
get tired
tNeverm said Tom.
He had been discharging gas all tn
time. and the balloon had slowly settle'
down towards the earth till now every
thing on it was plain to the naked eye
houses. trees, and even people, Wit
STONED to gaze up at them as the
passed over, and Jenny, much to ne
/ lovers regret, had lifted her pretty hea'
from its rccumbent position to look owe
the edge of the car.
DO you see that little white church
Jennyin he asked.
"Yes.n
"Well, that's what I've been steerin
for. Do you know whyf"
"No; how should lfp
GLOW should your Don't you kno'
what people generally do in churchln
They preach, and pray, and sin
hymns.
Nothing elsel'
eyes, | believe so.
S.You believe so. / know so, an
that's just what we are going TO do.
80 Tom, we can't
tCan't we, thought Who's to hinder
Not the aunties; not Morley surely
They are long way from here, aud W
can do Just as we please about 1t, and te
/ 'em afterwards Come, Jenny, you'y
got to promise to do just as ! say, or |
carry you up in the clouds again, an
keep you there forever ,
30 Tom, YOU ought to be ashamed
yourself to take advantage of my situate
T to make me do as you please, said Jenn
reproachfully, but at the same time clins
, ing closer to him; "you haven't got an
right 10 do 1t.
.'pve a perfect right to make you q
what you want to do, and what is 4
your happiness. Come, promise "
t are almost to the church, and IT 20
r don't I'll let her loose; I've only to thro
, out some of these little bags, and up 81
goes, and he picked up one of the san'
bags, as if to heave it out.
"Don't, don't, Tom" said Jennie, la
/ ing her hand on his arm; "I'll promise
| Gan right" said Tom, and in fe
, minutes the balloon was skimming aloi
not far from the ground, over an inclos'
5 field. He threw out his anchor, almo
) Immediately, and it caught in the pan
of fence, bringing the balloon too WI
a sudden jerk,
"Ow exclaimed Jenny, clasping b
arms about her lovers neck. " l thong
. l was going to bounce out.
J 1--WE will bounce out, and that rig
h quickly" said Tom kissing her blushil
t face two or three times. fonder
the church, parson can't be far of, and
l and-I've got the license in my pocket
: 80, Tom, said Jennie, aren't y
r ashamed of yourself-to play me such
: trickln
: But Tom wasn't a bit ashamed, al
E afterwards, whenever his pretty wi
y twitted him with it, as she did occasio
ally, he said it was a trick worth any t'
or a dozen that he had ever heard OF.
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