The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1897-04-24

YOUNG TEACHER.

do no such thing. You'll apologize to me
before long
Then she put on her hat and walked
slowly to the koor.
The whole school followed her with its
many eyes, and she was conscious of a
signal defeat. What could she do, she
asked herself, to turn the tables on this
conqueror of hers, and at least set the
school laughing at him before she opened
the door? She had not much chance. She
was very near it, and there was he, polite
and calm as possible with his hand on the
latch. Her black eyes danced about her
Near her was shelf. On the shelf stood
what Violet supposed to be an ink bottle
To toss the contents in the teachers face
was not very elegant piece of revenge,
but it would make him look funny
and cause shout. She caught it in her
hands. 'I'll set you copy before l 90,
as well as bad example, girls, " she cried !;
and then the contents were dashed in the
teachers face.
Alas! The result was not a laugh - it was
scream of terror as the young man rolled
in horrible agony upon the floor. Mr..
Mum taught class OF chemistry in the
schoolroom on Saturday afternoons, aud
this shelf was devoted to the articles for
the study. 1t was bottle of some terrible
acid which Violet Raynor had taken in her
hand, and she had flung it full in poor
Henry NUNS blue eyes. She was beside
him on her knees now crying and praying,
and vowing ignorance of the contents Of
the jar; and he, amidst his agony, found
voice to assure her that he believed her,
he ore he lost all consciousness
Eight weeks after this young man lay
upon the pillows of the spare room in Col.
Raynors house. He was thin and worn,
and there was an indelible scar on his fore
head and one of his blue eyes was closed
forever; but matters were better than had
been hoped for long time, for he had been
expected to he utterly blind. Beside him
sat Young girl. 1t was Violet Raynor.
She was also little worn, and her whole
manner seemed altered. She had been
reading to MIN. Now, in the twilight, she
put the book down and looked at him with
tears in her eyes.
Mr.. Mum, " she said, II have wanted
TO say something to you for a long while,
but feared to agitate you. Now that you
are so much better, must say it, If
could live over that old schooltime, would
he SO very diilerent-indeed | would.
! am so ashamed of all that And as Tor this
that have done to you, | shall never for
give myself all my life. I shall never be
happy for an hour. never am"
Miss Violet" said Henry, 81 beg you
will not reproach yourself so much. You
only meant to tease me, not to hurt me,
and then shall not be blind. | have been
thanking God for that all day, that shall
| not be Blind
She burst into tears.
"You patient angel" she said "But
you'll hate me always, I know; deserve
| that"
Hate your" he said.
Then he paused.
Il shall never forget my gentle nurse, y
he said; 'the kind girl who has never for
gotten me all these weeks He took her
hand.
''If | could do you some great good, "
she said; something to compensate for the
harm | have done-but there is nothing -
"There is something's he said, and then
sighed.
''rhere might be something"
Then she blushed rosy red, and knelt
down beside him.
''Will you kiss me, Violet" he ask ed
She kissed him once on the lips, and once
on the ugly red scar on his forehead
Then Mrs. Raynor came in with his tea
and toast.
And i'll the spring the two were married
Violet Raynor was her fathers only
daughter, and could do as she pleased with
! him; and he did not wait to die before he
made her rich.
wild now" o, dear, no. The sweet
est, most ladylike little woman; and the
two are as utterly bapDy as mOrtals can he