The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-12-17

his mind what to cay and trying to w.

MS 1hind what to cay and trying to gct
courage at the eamc time to say Il.
When they reached clump of t,vcs
not far from tho burn, Mag suggested
that they sit down, rc,nark,ng that they
mad had big washing at tho house,
and she felt little tired.
MIGHT n thocht y that afore. Mav-
gle' II ye'd only telt me" said Dick
repcntantly, but lat s sit doom moo"
Its foo moon tho nicht, isn't it.
Dick'' asked Mag, looking up into
space
What did We say Maggie?"
II asked yc if it was tao he FOO
moon-man, whar's yer lugs?''
"Oh-ah I'm thinkin il is" Then
Dick strokcd his chin and tore M the
sod with his heels. Its fine thing.
a moon, Maggie, isn't it," Dicl, at last
found words To say, in order to break
the monotony and gain time. hut with
out being able TO explain why he had
said So
Hoo is't Il good thing - asked Mag,
looking ut him with tho tails of her
eyes.
"Weel-a-I-I'vc hccrd it said--a
that the moon, w ken. was IL guido
thing for a-kirnin milk an prcsorvin
cheese" Dick said. looking very guilty.
not by any means satisfied in his own
mind that he had answered the question
III the right way or had fully comprc-
hcnded it. his thoughts ut the moment
being i'll an entirely different direction.
There was a merry laugh III Mays ewes.
but she restrained its vocal expression.
She merely shook for Il moment with
the emotion and then tried to apnear
serious.
Maggie, said Dick ut length, still
digging up the earth with his heel.
yer no engaged, are We, tao onybody?"
Engaged ?-michty.
"Wcel--I was juist specrin, yc
Ken
IAN what max S We specr question
like that, Dick:'
Weel-tae tell We the honest God S
truth, Maggie, l want tao be engaged
tao We myself
Dick Lang"
Aye, ats mo that's spcallin, Meg
gle, an nae itllcr. Mag, lassie, if We only
kent hoo muclilc loo ye hacna had
a NIGHTS sleep thinkin ABBOTT yo for the
last fornicht
That's no muckle."
but that's 10 n, Maggie. I was
thinkin ABBOTT Bob Spaldin. 1t was the
thocht o him takin We frae me- That
was it, lassie-that was it. Two been
thinkin ABBOTT yo FOR years. ~
Mag looked across the fields at the
red ball of fire that formed n great semi
circle on top of Il purple hill that bound
ed the far side of the distant glen.
"Will ye hao me, Maggie?" asked
Dick ilnploringly.
mo, l Wilma, came promptly from
her lips.
I've winna-O Maggie, think again,
for an answer like that gacs hamc like
the stab o. knife. Ist possible that
| ye dinna ken I've never looed onybody
but yerseH: I've he'd nae heart tac gle
tao onybody sin kent We years lang
gano by. I'm no sac guide lookin as
Bob Spaldin, an dinna carry my haid
sac high, an maybe that stands i my
Wi nco. But, Maggie, We heart here
that's yours as though it had never be-
Hanged tae me. Whan my granny dces,
1 get 'er biggin, 'er COO an a 'cr chat
| '''P tieto . III VI Will, hdSSlc. l. nC
hoos wad he DOR ain, an prood wad l
be tac max We its queen. But abune
a that, Maggie, loo We sairly. an I'll
never loo ;nither. Think again afore
ye answer me-will We haze me, Mag
gic:"
Dick took Mag hand in his, and she
pressed it. She said nothing, but sim
ply smiled Her silence was acccp-
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