Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1892-01-20

bare ranch parlor, where, among all the
cane seated denominations, were but two
chairs really comfortable to tempt the
selfshness of a dozen unhappy people
where every game invented by man
failed to offset the torture diabolic i'm
pulses were continually evoliug from
the decrepit piano. For Anita there
was n bit of silver lining showing
through tho clouds, In that Mrs. Rogers
was kept shut up within her cabin, a
quarter of Il mile away. That vivacious
little person rather h; ATLted the ranch
hostelry, where she came for her mail,
for milk, butter and other nccessaries-
most of all, it was whispered by the OBJ
servers, TO carry on Il sort of aesthetic
Irritation with II consumptive Young
clergyman, with side glance to spare
for Gray Van Zandt's blase beauty.
Had there been hundred men in Eden,
would Eve ever have rested until she
had beguiled every last one of them into
a bite of her fatal apple?
| In Gray, however, the little coquette
had found one who was fully alive to
the flavor of the fruit she had to offer.
| Nothing he could have done would have
won him more favor III Anita's jealous
heart than tie cold shoulder he turned
upon this woman whom she counted her
rival. BY no means as guileless as the
dove was this young man; but in the
ways of women he was as wise as the
serpent that won the first weak one to
! evil.
! He had come with no thought of bring
ing about the fall of another mans para
disc. He had thought the old love for
, his cousin we'll nigh forgotten. For a
year, in his busy pleasure seeking life,
he had scarce given her Il thought. But
the heart is &s a palimpscst, on which an
impression zoe made can never be
wholly erased. However the old lines
may he lost with time, or replaced by
others, when once the proper influences
are brought to bear what came first is
restored in Ill lis pristine freshness
Finding his cousin, as it seemed, I'M
happy, the lost love was revived in his
pity, passionatrly insistent. 1t seemed
to Gray his right, as her kinsman, to
shield her from trouble, to do all that
he might for her happiness. And when
he was persuaded that she might have
been his but for conditions outside her
own impulses, it was but il step for his
lawlcss fancy to dream that all obstacles
him to chase the sadness from her eyes
and bring back the bright glow of hap
pincss.
Another Saturday had come, i'll smiles
and tears, like Il moclIery of April
weather All the morning the sun had
been coquetting through the meshes of
storm clouds, and now in the late after
noon the sky had cleared and the world
q, i+.a1f I,N- in tho flood
of mellow sunshine. The common lux
ury of fair weather was for the time
valued at its worth, and everybody had
come out of doors to enjoy it to the ut
! most.
Anita, with small party, was climb
ing trail smooth and clean from the
beating of the rain as if it had just been
swept, winding up brook traversed
gulch. A warm, brooding silence held
the place; not IL whisper among the pine
tops nor among the gray green fringes
of the spruces bending heavily dow1
from their precarious footing; no faintes
{ rustling among the seed plumes of the
grasses, all with their heads bowed
! down together overweighted with jew
eled drops: no chirp of gossiping grass
: hopper, nor droning chant of the bee
DtllClOuS II was, ttll6I WV VI SOLl
l finement in that stuffy ranch house, t.
drink in that pure air that went to tn
= lungs like y tonic.
Her cheeks softly flushed, her eye
sparkling, her lips parted in q half smil
= as she painted with the exercise in til
rare air, Anita led the way, stoppin
: sometimes to caress the petals of u lat
t flower, sometimes to look back at tn
e valley below to estimate the height the
+ had attained while she recovered he
l. spent breath. Turning at length,
= seemed as if the earth had suddenl
5 opened to swallow up the little banG
= leaving only Gray and her.
n why, where is everybody" she criet
h staring blankly down the deserted trail.
f The antique young lady discovere
s that the ground was damp, quite wa
J. back, and went down after her rubber
e The elderly gentleman CALAMITY wer
o along, and thus, of course, her mothe
had to go too, to chaperon her. She
e such tender little thing" explaine
d Gray placidly.
i well" impatiently, THAT does NJ
V account for all of them"
1t do l have to- with languid anus
is ment at her discontinue. Mrs. Roge
is she said she was going around hon
IS this way, you know-branched off a lit
J. piece back, perhaps to take n short CT
l. home, perhaps to-botanize. Of cour
n the parson branched off with her"
$; 'Of course" gazing wrathfully dow
/ the path. We'll, 1 suppose we won
C. better go back too
rs Il can't possibly imagine why" I
t. torted Gray quickly. eff you really fe
/, that you must have a crowd at yo1
1t heels, those young people are down the
ii behind the rocks, pulling daises or som
lie thing of the like, to sec if the girls low
w loves her, while he looks ON, prepared
he prove whether the posy tells the truth
not. can call to them to defer the
ne spooning and hurry up"
as "Preposterous! Have you no fello
tn feeling:' gazing uncertainty up at t
N, toyUarinr cliffs ahead the GOAL of the