Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-02-10
SHE WENT WITH HIM.

the rOOm-nOt at all the ideal school ma'am
 II have a note here," she said in that clear, vibrant voice that never could be trained to the conventional monotone, inviting you all to the sOciable at the Methodist church tonight. MT. Rowell informs me that an old classmate of his will be present and will probably be in- duced to tell the company something of the mission schools in the Sandwich Is- lands"
 Miss Martha, looking at the note as if not quite sure, hesitated little before pronouncing the last words. then tore the sheet of paper to atoms.
 You may find it interesting to go," she added, with a nod to her assistant to indicate that she had finished her speech
 The assistant struck the bell, and the room was filled with the rustic of a well ordered rising.
 At the gate gentleman, who seemed about to enter, stepped asideAlnd lean ing an arm upon the fence watched with benevolent smile the outgoing tide of youthful loveliness.
 The gentleman, the girls decided, was of very striking appearance by reason of the gray hair that framed face still youthful in contour and colOring, and from his clerical coat and tie they at once deduced the Sandwich Island mis- sionary of the evening.
 Miss Martha still seated in her arm chair, her face turned toward the door and the fragments of the note held loosely in her hand. heard the slow step upon the cemented walk, but supposing it to be that of Washington, the colored janitor, she did not stir.
 Miss Dabney!'
 She looked up.
 "Oh!' she exclaimed, rising with startled looked while the bits of paper futtered unheeded to the floor Why it is-Mr. Reid!
 "Yes," he said, drawing a step nearer, but still hesitating. as if not quite sure of his welcome.
 But by this time she had recovered herself and was once more the self pos sessed person she usually appeared. Step ping down from the platform she ad- vanced to meet him with outstretched hand and a manner that struck just the proper balance between pleasure at meet ing a lors absent friend and the reserve naturally incident to long separation.
 Il am very glad to see you. didn't know you were in town. When did you arrive?'
 "This morning. 1 only meant to stop over one train. but Rowell caught me and"-
 "He wouldn't let you go, of course" said Miss Martha, with ready tact. "He
 
 the school to hear you speak tonight, but he neglected to mention your name. He is exceedingly absentminded."
 "You arc very little changed" he said abruptly. "l should have known you anywhere. It seems strange that we should stand together again in this room."
 Ut does indeed, especially when we think how widely separated we have been for so many years"
 ''Has the distance seemed great? Have the years seemed long?"
 "Wont you sit down?' she asked, turn ing with suddenly awakening hospital ity toward group of chairs.
 "It is pleasanter here than in the par Tor. hate the parlor. It is always haunted by an echo of patronizing voices explaining the peculiar sensitiveness of Mary Ann and the wonderful aptitude of Maria Janc'
 It is wonderful how little changed you are, he said again Il am an old man, and you are still girl"
 ''To be sure," she answered merrily Growing old is supreme folly. People turn their heads gray with solemn study +L TNo keep light heart is the only wisdom"
 "I wish had it," he said, with the old wistful look in his eyes. But it is hard to keep lonely heart light.
 But the way is not to have a lonely heart" she replied, rising to draw flap ping shade beyond the reach of the wind.
 What could he mean? Had he really not forgotten then? Her own heart and head grew light to giddiness. Still she must take nothing for granted.
 And the Sandwich Islands," she said, resuming her seat and bravely attacking the name that had haunted her all day. "Tell me about them. Life must be very interesting out there?"
 She rested her elbow on the arm of her chair and laid her pointed chin in her pink palm with a distractingly attentive air.
 "Yes, he said feebly, his eyes glued to her face, but no appearance of under standing in his own.
 And then the sea all around you Well, 1 don't know, either, that am very fond of the sea. The sea is alien and inimical full of treacherous things no, decidedly, don't like your sea!'
 "Ah, don't say you will not like it., he said, leaning forward and seeming to make personal matter of it. She shook her head obdurately.
 "I owe it an undying grudge Besides it must be lonely" "For one, yes, but if there are two?"
 He leaned nearer; she drew back, half rising, but he caught her hand.
 Martha, dear, you didn't marry the man your father promised you to- Tell me, was it for love of me?'
 "Well," she said, looking at him with a tantalizing smile, ''what do you think about it?"
 And you are right sure you never for got me for single instant%
 Quite sure. And you will go with me, Martha, dear?" ''To the sociable this evening? Why, certainly" He took her face fondly between his hands, looking down into the starry eyes.
 'Ah, you know I don't mean there."
 "Well." with a sigh of deep content, II suppose-if nothing else will satisfy you-I must even go to the Sandwich Is- lands. ."-Boston Globe.
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