Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1891-02-26
Medamtwn Frederick County, Maryland Thursday February 26 1884,

You are hard on me- said poor
Philip, miserably.
He noticed that she quickencd he'
steps, as though anxious to get away
from him but it was growing dark, sc
be would not leave her before they
reached the gate.
Good night he said, al.Aost timiuly
and without Offering his hand !; but Au.
ra stretched out hers, and as he took it,
she glanced up for an instant.
She was sshy white, her lips were
quivering. and there were tears on her
eyelasbes.
The next morning he paid a visit,
before breakfast to his rivals grave
How fresh the flowers looked, with the
dew on them! The old sexton was
pottering about, pretending to clear up
dead leaves, and saluted Philip with a
Morning sir 7
Good morning.
WAS you friend of his. sir::' be
asked, nodding at the stone.
No. Who was he
'Ah, he was nice lad SAID the
sexton, meditatiyely. They've never
looked up, since, so to speak, the old
lady and gentleman at Elmtrees. 1t
was him who was to have married Miss
Hartman, you know, when he was but a
boy-her us keeps these flowers on his
grave ever since. Her folks, they
wouldn't hear of it till he was bit old
er, and be was took i'll sudden, and
died
Il mind as ifit was yesterday, resum-
ed the sexton, after pause Miss Ha:-
man, poor young lady, swooned away
and had to be carried home the minute
t1e fun raj was over. Poor lass Now
this here new marble cross 10 your left
was put thers--'
Cant stay any longer now, said
Philip, briefly Good morning
Again it was Mrs. Iarman's day.
and Mrs. Wlnterbourne went round to
call. Her visit was not so much to the
elder lady though, as to Aura, whom
she induced to take her round IN the
garden.
1T was in the most casual and accl-
dental manner that she sad
/ AIN SO troubled about Philip Just
now. Sons are fearful anxiety. There
was Harry to begin with tell IN love
with gill in different position III life,
IN America, and worried Inc nearly to
death, until said | would receive her
when he should bring her home but |
told you all about that when we first
came aid now
/ thought stammered Aura, that
It was Philip who was engaged to that
American girl.
'Phlllp! Oh, dear no. What an idea
But l suppose you did not know either
Of the boys when l told you the story
YOU mixed them IN your mind. How.
ever there's no knowing about Philip
lie NAV have made worse choice, and
be ashamed to tell me.
What Vas l saying? Oh, about
Philip. He has lost all his appetite,
looks like ghost, anG Is so silent and
moody. and irritable, I hardly dare
venture to speak to hlm. don't know
what to do abont it, l am sure.'
i should let him alone. and he will
come round,' SAID Aura, with bright,
flush. Bows all haye depressed fits at
times. Ours do, but we don't take
much notice. Send him round here for
some tennis after dinner, to NIGHT, and
see if that does him Any good.
I am afral he Is beyond being cured
by tennis, sighed the mother but She
went home and told her son that Aura
had particularly asked if he would &c
there in the evening.
He went. Aura was not Oh the ten
MS court with the others.
After some search he found her sit
ting on bench under an old pear tree
writing letter. At his appearance
she closed the blotter suddenly, and
looked confused.
Can she be writing to the dead :?
Philip asked himself, az he sat down by
her side.
L did not mean to come again sc
soon :? he SAID, humbly.
why not p
'Bucause-you were angry.
Aura was silent. AS if by accident
she opened her blotter, and he saw what
she had written Dear Mr.. Winter
bourne That was all.
You were going to write to me?'
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