News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1892-02-18

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"Ten miles," she replied.
"Then l have wandered farthe
from Fernando than | intended" h
said.
"And it is a lonely walk after dark
You must hasten" suggested Anem
one, conscientiously.
NO" he said, placidly; am in n,
hurry. A little darkness and rougl
walking will not harm me-"
Anemone looked at him in perplexi
ty. "Then good-by, sir, for l mus
| 60"
"No," he said again. "The grand
mother can spare you for few mo
ments. Suppose you walk on witt
me a short distance, then | will go.
Anemone reflected. "It would be
kindness to shorten the distance b,
walking with him a little way
| Grandmother was asleep and did no
need her, and it was very pleasant tt
| have some one to walk and tall
with" and, answering his smile will
one of her own, they started on to
/ gether.
"Come, Nannie,'' she called. g.
shall need you to bring me back,
and the goat ran to her side. and
gamboling about her feet like a pet
dog, showed pleasure at the invita-
tion to follow.
"The goat is your pet, l see," saiG
the stranger, stretching friendly
| hand toward Mamie, who retreateC
coyly.
AnemOne's companion was a man
of nearly 40, but, with the exception
of temples slightly grayed, he looked
much younger.
He was tall and dark, with deep
brown eyes and English whiskers
and his open, friendly face won Anem,
ones confidence SO readily that she
felt as if she had long known him.
"This is far enough for you to go, y
he said at last. Tomorrow | shall
return and thank you for your kind.
ness.
"Oh, please DON'T" she requested
pleadingIy.
"Why not?" he asked, much
amused.
Because-I can't say why" she
replied, with evident hesitation.
Are you afraid that the grand
mother will harm me?" he question.
ed.
"No," answered Anemone, drop
ping her eyes beneath his keen glance
Afraid, are you, that she will harm
you? | will not let her." he said.
But you don't understand" she
added in perplexity.
NO." he acknowledged, l don't
this seems to be a mystery. To-mor-
row at noon exactly 1 shall be at this
bowlder, and | want you to meet me
here. viii your" he asked.
"Why?" said Anemone.
Because" he replied. 81 want to
know more of you and help you if
can
"Help mel" she repeated, denselyi
edo need help?"
Il think you do" he said, "and
now good-by," and he took her white
hands into his warm grasp, "but
first, my little sea-shell, what is your
name?"
Anemone," she made answer,
blushing slightly.
"Anemone-Anemone what, if you
will allow me to ask?"
81 don't know, SIR" she replied
"isn't that enOugh?"
"Well, hardly" he asserted, "at
least some people wouldn't think So
Now, run, and | will watch you out
of sight"
Springing from him, the goat fol
lowing rapidly, she hurried home,
stopping once just once-to look
backward, to find the stranger watch
ing her and waving his hat at her
glance.
Satanna was awake, grum bling
and restless, when Anemone returned.
Pm thinking of my fish in the
chOpping tray; they must be getting
hungry; they haven't had anything
to eat since the old goat died"
GRANDMOTHER" said Anemone,
avoiding the distasteful subject, isn't
Anemone name enough for me to
have?" Her voice palpitated with
unusual brightness.
eyes, dearie," answered Satanna,
fastening her keen eyes upon thegirl; /;
"it has been enough for you these
last sixteen years. Why do you ask
so foolish Il question:"
Eighteen, you mean, grandmoth-
err" corrected Anemone. 81 was
thinking that some of the market
people have two or three names that
roll together like beads on string.
Nonsense, chlldl" exclaimed the
old woman. Put another piece of
wood on the fire. How chilly it is
growingl" And AnemOne threw the
cashmere shawl about Satanna and
fresh-fed the fire.
sis Satanna all your name, grand
mOther?" she persisted, still follow
ing the subject.
= :: ::Aa.-eAi!d.no--Als.naIi \. Iias-isskFan-a
ter Frances there. st. Anno IL my
last name, and that is the only name
| am known by now "
"And the convent was st. Annals,
too?" continued Anemone.
THAT was nearly a coincidence, "
said the old woman" or, rather L
chose that convent because it hap
pened to have the name l had been
very proud of, but that was long
ago-but how cold it grows"
"I am warm enough" said Anem-
one, scarcely knowing that she
spoke at all and wondering why she
had not thought to ask her new
friends name.
"Anemone, you were talking with
some one upon the beach tonight,
and Satanna's gimlet eyes, fixing
themselves upon Anemone's seemed
screwing themselves into her very
soul.
eyes," answered Anemone, cOnsci-
Gus of this scrutiny and blushing
deeply.
"A man, suppose, though | could
not see distinctly from here.
Yes" again replied Anemone, her
voice sinking very low under the sud
den questioning.
"Well, dearie, | had rather it would
be a man than woman or child. VIII
he come again."
PERHAPS So" she replied, hardly
knowing how to understand the ole
woman's reply and question.
"Well, dearie, help me into bed; II
is so cold here" said Satanna.
"Anemonel Anemone!" repeated
the stranger to himself as he entered
Fernando.
"Why does that name seem famil
lar to me?"
CHAPTER vi.
The night was without u moment,'
rest to Anemone, for Satanna tossed