The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1895-03-09
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For the WING.
LOVE STORY.
For the WING.
A LOVE STORY.
BY MRS. MATTE KITCHENS.

Linnie Wilcox stood in the deep recess
Of the bay window, gazing across the snow
clad hills that sire tched away in grand
perspective before her dark eyes, but the
grandeur of the scene had no attraction for
her.
"Charlie, my darling she murmured,
"Could ever love one as dearly truly and
devotedly as do you? pray Heaven will
speed the day when we can be brought
together again. oh, how cruel, cruel, my
uncle is to keep us apart
How happy she had been in those dear
old days when Charlie Lorton had strolled
flowing stream, over the hills and through
the dale; two happier hearts never lived.
But now her love was lost to her, the
remembrance of her once happy life seemed
TO rise up before her. only to mock her in
her misery and utter despair. Her idol
was gone, and I.innie Wilcox stood weep
ing over the hopes that were dead and
gone.
She had come to live with her uncle, and
not more repulsive old man was there
than he. He loved solitude; only once a
month he received any Of his friends,
except one, and that was wealthy Lawyer
Thompson, very intimate friend.
Shortly after dinner one evening linnie
was standing by one of the large windows
in the library when her uncle entered.
"Now," thought he, 81 must say to my
niece what have to say" with the same
dark frown upon his face as when anything
was to be said especially.
"Linnie," said he, 81 allow you but two
places to stroll while you are under my
roof-the old back orchard and the lawn.
l do not permit you any tops. There is
but one man that you shall see, and that in
the presence of myself, and as soon as l see
fit you shall marry him. He is Lawyer
Thompson's son, who is abroad but will
land here in few weeks,n and with his
white slender hand he waved her from the
room.
ooh, heaven! cannot see this man.
love Charlie Lort0n. oh, my king, my
lord" and bursting into sobs, Iinnie knelt
by easy chair, burying her face deep in
her hands
ooh, do not see why uncle will not let
me see the man | love. How well do
remember those words my love spoke to
me the night | parted from him. MY
darling, may God bl, ss you while you
remain at your uncle's, hut if Heaven
helps me it will not be long God grant
those words may come true"
The moon, an opal crescent, swung low
in the west. The big, bright stars glowed
like diamonds. Alone the young girl
looked very forlorn in the room which she
occupied, as she sat with her head hall
bent, watching the long lances from the
CRATE, and listening to the bowling wind
sweeping around the corners of the great
house She breathed quiverng sigh, and
with a sudden glance at her little bed, she
arose hastily. and threw herself upon her
knees beside the bed.
Some time had passed, the snow had
melted away. The budding of the trees
and the chirping little birds showed signs
OF coming spring
To-day Linnie felt an inclination to stroll
through the old back orchard. The sun
shone beautifully. Twas one of those pet
days. The air was warm, yet Linnie
wrapped herself in her winter furs. Passing
beneath the old fruit trees, made her reflect
upon her once happy home and of the
blessings of paternal love that had been
denied her as she had been bereaved of
both father and mother
Suddenly she started; sharp whistle
was heard. What can it be? Again she
heard the same shrill noise, vet not loud
enough to be heard great distance. She
turned quickly, when her eyes rested on a
piece of paper tluttering over the high
board fence. She stood an instant gazing
at it, when she heard voice say: Read it,
read it," She picked up the piece of paper
and read these lines:
MY DEAREST LIME:
can no longer do without You. Is there
no possible way for mt to call on you at
your uncle's? My darling, must see you.
YOURS ALONE.
Linnie's eyes ran over these lines in an
instant. Can it be Charlie? Oh, darling!
she whispered huskily, going near the fence
and peering through the space between the
boards.
Charlie is it you?" she called
eyes, it is l, Linnie. Can climb this
bank and jump the fence without being
seen?'
"Ies, no one can see down in this port,
though you might be seen as you jump
over the top, but jump quickly"
Linnie clapped her hands quietly with
Joy, while Charlie LOIton scrambled up the
board fence, and with her pretty upturned
face watching eagerly to see his dear face
when it appeared at tie top. At last he
lands heavily on the ground stepping
quickly to her side
"My own, my best, my dearest" he
whispered. "You have not changed any,