The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1897-07-21

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"Then you have really missed;
me?' she says, smiling.
i have missed you-and I have
been very anxious abont YOU" he
goes ON, gravely. Il could not
help feeling, that, perhaps, the
doctors were all mistaken, and
there was danger OF infection"
mot the slightest danger, l as
sure you,' Carmclite says, laugh
ing. ''Iou would have run away,
If you thought that?" She gives
him a little, mischievous look.
from under her long lashes, and
then, with sudden change, she
says, earnestly, Il am glad you
didn't run away. You were a
great comfort to poor grandmam-
ma. She told ME how good you
have been, in coming to talk to
her, every day. l used to see YOU,
sometimes, through Iouise's
blinds, sitting on our porch, talk
ing 50 confidentially. 1t looked re-
ally like a filtration, and I fell
anxious, lest you were planning
ian elopement, with my unprotect-
ed grandmamma, during my alb
sence."
Harry laughs at the girls non
sense, and then says, seriously,
'Shall [ tell you what we were
talking about? The one unfailing
subject of conversation was-your-
self"
"Oh, how inconsiderate of grand
mamma, to bore you so merciless-
~" Carmelite says, gaily. But
as she glances at him, something
IN the expression of his face makes
her eyes fall, and a little, soft
color came into her cheeks.
"Let us walk on, Harry says, af-
ter a silence.
There is a low fence, just here,
which gives him an excuse to take
her hand, and when he has helped
her over, he quietly draws it
through his arm, and they saunter
on under the arching trees to-
gether.
"lt was I who did most of the
talking. l hope Madame LIE Yer
rler was not bored" he saws.
"She was very gracious, and did
not order me away, at any rate,
though l must have appeared very
presuming sometimes, Carmelite
will you order me away, if /
tell you what I told her?"
''That depends" Carmelite an
swers, softly, smiling, yet color
ing, as she sees him gazing ear
nestly into her face.
''If I tell you how dearly Hove
you-if [ ask you to be my wife
as [ do-what will you say?"
Carmelite is silent for a little
while. Her color deepens, then
fades away again. At last, with
a little sigh, she looks up at him
ooh, are you sure you love
me?" she half whispers, her soft
eyes fixed wistful1y on his face.
Harry smiles; but he answers
almost solemnly, II am sure, my
darling. AS sure as I am that
held your dear hand in mine
Why do you doubt it?"
"Because-sometimes I have
thought it was Louise you loved,'
she says, simply and gently, hel
eyes still on his face.
mo, dear, it was always you
But you drove me to her for con
ISOLATION sometimes, when you wer,
so cruelty cold to me.
Carmelite smiles, and her colo:
comes back, brightly.
"But, indeed, 1 was not cold il
my heart" she whispers. "I wa
) only afraid of loving YOU"
"Then do not be afraid an,
longer he answers, with happ,
laugh.
And so, with her lovers arm
around her, they strayed on til
evening came, and the full moor
rose over the mountain.
"And far across the hills they went,
In that new world which is the old"
"My DEAR Major Sutherland
tsays, as he comes into his wife
room, where she is dressing fo
the evening, and lays little bou
quet of field daises, and the frs
{ scarlet maple leaves, on her table
81 met young Keith, just now
) walking with your pretty favorite
Miss Carmelite."
You did? Where?" Mrs. Suth
erland asks 1t eagerly.
5 ''They We're coming down th
, mountain, by moonlight, as if be
, lated, - with a sly twinkle at hi
wife.
: "Well?"