St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1893-10-26

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Poor Matt" sighed the girl.
You are man. Must you go?
Can't we 60 together, you and l.,
somewhere--anywhere out in the
world ?"
MATHS mothers nature trembled
within him. II dare not" he falter-
ed. How could escape him now?
He is bound to take me out Of very
spite. After a little he will ignore
me, and then will be our chance. Be-
sides, how could we live?"
II could work"
AYE, and | could die for shame.
No, | will first perfect my ideas,
will continue my Investigations,
Out of them will come fortune, and
oh that fortune means you, dear.
One little detail, and have the in
vention of the age. Weare young"
And | can wait-wait and be
faithful forever"
But to be unable to see you, to
speak with you" murmured Matt,
his spirit subsiding to its natural
depth. 1--WE dare not write. Your
father is postmaster, and bears the
mail to and fro"
"Yes, bound with the same tarry
rope, and stuck inside his tarpaulin
for safety. fear any of our letters
would remain there"
"Oh, if | only could But | will, l
know | will. Even now, | seem to
see that which has been hid. Listen,
Mary you know for what I've been
striving means of intercommuni-
cation by electric lights at night.
really believe have finished by solu-
ton of the problem. 1t was my love
for you that gave the hint.
At least we can try. | shall doubt
less have the little turret room of
our house on the cliff. Father would
choose it for me; it's the most re-
mote. | will set up my apparatus
there. Perhaps, oh, perhaps At
least come here every night and
watch, for | believe l shall be able to
signal to you by lights projected on
the sky, long and short flashes like
the lines and dots Of the Morse
alphabet
81 will come regularly at mid
night"
"At midnight? And alone? Oh,
Nary
"And why not? What can be
safer than the darkness | could
not we'll venture before; and how
long do you think your father would
stand your long and short flashes
after he once saw them :"
but the loneliness ?"
81 won't be lonely, dearest, for
shall be with you"
The next day they parted-they
who had known no separation save
that of sleep. A weak passed by
and then Mary began her vigils
The walk to the bluff was trifle tc
girl of her strength, and the dark
ness was no hindrance, for she knew
every step Of the way was an in
creasing comfort to her, for il
brought her nearer to her lover.
The late hour was their friend, fol
it rendered every one else uncon
scious, and left them the world tC
themselves. She was not impatient
when that night and the next yield
ed no sign. Why should she be
when she knew that his heart wa:
signaling every second And knew
well, too, just what it was saying
And on the third her reward came
as rewards will come to pure heart:
that are willing to wait. Against
the blue-black sky of the western
horizon there were several distinct
flashes, Intellectual, yet distinct, a.
on the first great day there were
glimmers preceding the dawn. Then
slowly and waveringly, there were
spelled out four letters. I'D" Mary
read, and her soul finished the word
"a" "R," "L"-the others came il
confirmation. Then there was {
flicker, and the circumambient gloon
once more.
But that fragment Of MATHS ole
familiar endearment was sufhcien
for Mary. Her deep bosom throbbet
and heaved with pride and adora
ton. Her lover had succeeded, ant
through her. All she knew him Sc
well, knew how his genius wa'
hampered by timidity and sloth
twin brothers that are seldom
separated. In her love there was {
tenderness akin to maternity. ant
she humbly glorihed in her strength
for she felt that some day it woult
be spent for him. He had succeeded
despite his environments of loneli
ness and brutality; for the presen
there would be this ecstatic com
munion; for the future there was tn
hope, aye, the certainty OF happiness
When at length Mary aroused from
her revery and turned her light step
homeward, the east smiled
promise in her face. Thereafte
MATHS mechanism worked smoothly
and for a few moments each nigh
Mary read her lovers wishes ant
fears in the sky. True, she could no
answer him, yet what had she tt
tell? He knew her heart, it Ion.
had been an open page to him. A