The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1891-10-29

6AtsOAhNd1 OiAa lOOGllCl WHICH Ull6
doctor ordered q sea voy 90 to per-
feet my recovery. But he had his way,
and again it was summer before re-
turned home and accepted Toms in
8vitation to Long Branch.
1--WE have concluded to take a cot
tage at Long Branch this summer"
he wrote, "and want you to join u, If
possible, in July"
How can i describe Nettie-Nettie
Raymond still-after three years of
separation Beautiful as ever, ami
mated, accomplished, she was fascln-
ating to all. But the imp of mischief
had not quite deserted, although she
was more dignifed.e She was not
openly saucy, as she had been, but
could put stings into apparently in
nocent speeches, and | often WINGED
under the satire. B Il @.a
For did love her then. Every hour
added to my admiration-my affec-
tlon-yet there was never in her man.
ner one atom of encouragement on
which to hang a hope. Although /
had recovered my health and strength
almost entirely, was still subject to
attacks of headache that FRUSTRATED
me for hours-conscious of nothing
but terrible pain. -..fr
The first one had at Long Branch
came on about three weeks after my
arrival, when had walked too far in
the sun. Tom was alone when l
staggered into the house, nearly blind,
and he put me down upon a wide
lounge in a lower room, darkened the
windows and put cold water on my
head.
"Amy will be here presently" he
said "she has gone to rioe with Nettie.
I'll keep Nettie out OF your way, old
fellow. She must be rather a torture
to sick man. Vivacity is all very
we'll in it's place, but had as lief
shut up swarm OF mosquitoes in
sick-room as Nettie."
made no reply, and lay mute and
miserable until the carriage drove
up.
"Ill?" Walter ill?" l heard Amy say
in a low voice. "Go in, Nettie, and
see if he wants anything.
You can attend to him." said
Nettie, coldly. 81 have my dress to
arrange for the hop"
"Nettie!" this in a provoked whis-
per, "you are not going to let half a
million of your money
"Hush!' was the sharp reply; l
wish he was a beggar!"
"He would be very much obliged
to you'll"
But Amy little dreamed she spoke
the truth. Nettie wished was beg
gar. Why? Could 1t be that my
wealth was the barrier between us,
that as a beggar I might have won her
love? ..-"
My heart throbbed heavily as Amy
opened the door of the room where /
lay, and came softly to my side.
walter" she whispered, and then
stole out again. "He is asleep" she
said, and heard her 60 upstairs.
But presently there was soft rustic
in the room and a ray of sunshine
that had crept to a crack in the shut
ters was shut out. A perfume lowered
about me, though the handkerchief
was not laid upon my head, and then
a little choking whisper came to my
ears, "Poor fellow! can never forget
he saved my life once"
The soft rustic came nearer, and
Nettie was looking down at me when l
opened my eyes. She was startled,
but only showed it by faint flush on
each fair cheek. Her voice was quiet
as she said: "Can do anything for
you?"
"Won't you please fan me?" 1 said,
after trying to think of an occupation
that would keep her near me. Still
she famed in a hasty way, and I said:
"You have not improved since last
summer. You made fan initiate the
gentlest of summer breezes then"
81 never famed you before!"
"Once BEFORE" l said," you famed
me, bathed my forehead and pillowed
my head on this" and drew from
my pocket O. fimsy handkerchief
marked "Annetta Raymond"
But Nettie was only bewildered.
The gentle act of pity and charity |
had cherished as memory most
sacred she had almost forgotten.
"You did not recognize me" | said.
81 am the sailor you thought dying in
the cars one day last summer"
cit is true Nettie," continued, inn
ploringly, catching her hand as she
was going to arise. "Why must all
your gentleness and pity be kept for
beggars. Cannot you give one little
corner to rich man who loves
your See, now, I need you as much
as I did last summer, when you
Thought me pauper and dying. Now
my heart is dying for your love, Miss
Nettie."
She was trembling, blushing, yielding,
and did not spare my pleading.
With all the eloquence at my com.
mand 1 wooed her, and at last the
little hand in mine struggled freedom
no longer, and Nettie consented to be
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