The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1895-06-18

street without being g The moor
was just rising above the tops of tn
buildings and beginning to shed a sill
very radiance and melt the scene int
strange, pale beauty. But it was no
risen enough to throw light into al
the deeply shaded spots. Kathleen
heard murmurs at the front gate anC
darted in the shadow of a lilac tree anC
was still just a moment. It was guests
arriving. She heard them walking
and then their footsteps died away
She slipped to the gate, opened II
quickly and passed out, turned and
shut it behind her. She stood and
looked just once upon her beautiful.
home, the last long look. "Wretched
girl! going from the dear old home
love 80 well, to be shut out forever,
more" burst from her lips. Then she
rushed swiftly down the street for
fear OF missing the outgoing train if
she looked long. + + i y
After Paul Antony returned to
~Dyersburg from his business trip to
Linden he discovered that, the girl he
could give his heart to, truly existed.
In his dream ne saw innocent blue
eyes, a faxen head, a pearly face.
Nearly a week had passed when he
boarded the train one morning for
Linden. He intended to WOO and win,
if possible, the golden-haired beauty for
his own. But when he arrived at Lin
den he heard of the engagement of his
lady-love to the wealthy young banker.
He felt that life for him was over. He
was on the point of returning when he
heard Of the coming ball at the
Vernons'. He had met Miss Hortense
Vernon and received an invitation.
He was told that the bride and groom
were invited, so he stayed to see her
once more. He was tolerably early at
Mrs. Vernon's and stood watching the
door eagerly. The guests were plenti-
full now, and still arriving. At last all
eyes were turned to the door and the
couple he had watched for was enter
ing. The bride leaned on the arm of the
groom with the grace ofan angel. He
knew it was Kathleen, but where was
the wildrose coloring in her cheek9 She
was white as marble and in her eyes
dWelt a weary expression asst she were
tired of life. They came and passed
him and the clinging robes of pale
green really swept over his feet.
There arose, as she passed, a subtitle
perfume of wild-locust. All me! that
scent would make him sick forever
after, because it brought back the
memory of the night when with her
innocent blue eyes she took him cap
tive. He was sure she did not see him.
He obscured himself and watched her.
She spoke very few words to any one
and never smiled. He didn't dance,
didn't converse, never for a mo
ment did he notice the many
roguish chances from the happy
Miss Vernon, who claimed the occasion
as her coming out ball." Kathleen
danced very little and they soon de-
Paul Antony did likewise
Immediately after. The next morning
he started back to D~yersburg with a
heavy heart. Three weeks dragged by
and during that time Paul had changed
from a jolly pleasure-seeking fellow to
silent, grave featured man. He felt
that his life was empty without her
whom he had loved at first sight. And
worst of all, he could not believe that
she was happy.
One morning he awoke feeling i'll.
At breakfast a vivid remembrance of
a dream he had on the preceding
night rushed into his mind. He had
dreamed about Kathleen Addison. He
had seen her in his dream, white, ter
rified and in great and perilous dangers
yearning for help from him. And he
staying, as if held by some strange
power, at a painful distance from her,
not entering upon the grounds of her
distress for fear of unknown danger.
This sudden remembrance of his dream
took away his appetite and he ate
nothing. He remembered now that it
was within a day of Kathleen's we'd
ding hour. He could think of nothing
but his dream and the CHASTITY face of
the beautiful girl as she stood with the
sweet blue eyes, wild and filled with
borrow, riveted upon him, with her
dimpled hands lifted and beck
ming to him in mute despair. In his
anxiety he rushed off to Linden. 1t
was six o'clock when the train pulled
tho oitu He not off and a4ortod