The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1896-10-01


Ruth, do you teel inclined t5 come for
a stroll? Tn, girl was sitting in large
basket char in the garden on the cliff top,
10 her hand she held a ma2szine. but she
was not reading It, she was looking out
over the sea ihiukipg OF something
which called up a little smile TO her
lips,
She looked so sweet, and fresh, and
cool. her soft. white gown showing her
pretty sunburnt cheeks and the glorious
colors Of her hair. Mark approached her
with his request almost diiiiiebtly. Dur
ing the last week or two be had found that
she did not Jump at bis suggestions with
her old slacrity; in fact, it had taken all
his time and all bis tact to secure her com
psny at all. and 50 occupied bal he been
that be bad no time to think at oil OF the
Irish girl; at least be had only found
time OF an evening over his pipe. and two
OF these evenings he bad spent n think
ing Of Rn'h,
Today, however, Ruth willingly consent
ed to accompany him. Let us go on the
heather, she said, and you must talk to
me, for am feeling fesrfully lezy;
So they strolled along the narrow lane
inland until they came to the moor, where
great strngy beds Of purple aud white
heather stretched away for miles and the
ow hedges were dtaped with festoons OF
loneysuckle aud "od NAB s beard "
Close to one of the hedges they found a
iest, or at least, Ruth found a seat; Mark
li1 rot want one, be lay on the beatber be
.ide her.
Marx, this ia an earthly paradise, she ex
ilsimed, as she leaned back against a soft
,ushion OF sweet scented thyme II were
| would say that it was too
,ood to last.
think it is, ssid Mark, rather monrn
ulIy. We seldom have q walk or any
hing together now Ruth.
No2 She was not prepared for this sud
len attack and grew confused. The man
otced it, and determined to mske the {
1ost of it. Ruth. dear, you have changed
,tely; we sre not such good friends as we
sed to be. Why is it2 Tell mel
He Looked mp at her, and from his low
, position could see every change 10 her
zee.
Don't be silly, she seld. stulio1sly
yerting her eyes. She stopped and gath :
red a handful OF heather which she
rompty began TO destroy and scatter 10
tile shows over her white gown. Ismo
eut she recoy red and became herself Z
gain. Get ilto more comfortable posi- u
on, she said. smiling down at him, aud I
lk to me | must be AMUSED, So the
40. Nth a sigh. lay down on bis heath
cJuch and began 10 t.lk. 10 those days u
z did anything The sirI told him aud 1t
'erything be could think Of TO please 8
,r. Presently he bsssn 10 talk Of Lp late L
.it TO London. that visit on the subject
which be bad hlthertCo been 90 silent u
And those Irish people, e,srii Ne girl, IN
lily 81 king pieces OF heath
10 hi. curls, v bile she look keeuly dJ~u II
lii face. The top Of bis head vas TO o'
ard h.r, biz eyes v,Ts 1rei 90 the tia. d
=, shsrs It spresred far sv,y 10 ID.
STAGE, 90 that he Oh uot,es b,r. Wb, II
you 10, ak them down bfrs2 You d
sre,1 much uith them ani liked them b
4, / an sure you would be glad 10 h,y. u
en-.
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h.stter 10 bis bsir; t5eu took it sll ott a
,,iD. | an sure ! should hsye liked to tt
we met them. ibiuk should have lik ,
the girl ,siulIy.
know yon would oct.
Why Ithirk ve should ae, cn besuli
lily together. g
am surs you vcaid TO- She is rot n
lur style =, ell
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