Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1899-12-22
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Wv Nj. Pitcairn, what could pos-s
| 3siiblys have passed between us !? You
must be ai0ring under some .mista ke,'a'#
che exclaimed III surprise = ]. saw you
When YOU came into the church. aud
had scarcely spoken to you until you
came here a few mimi: i 90
bat do you ne:ln.s a fter what was
said ili@the anteroon when yon were
Iafter rope z:s !, re Ss
Nj, Pitcairn. il you had any CONVEX
satiOn with any one down stairs it GER
tainly wassnot with me. i went down
after rope. but l was not gone two min
utes and you must remember that I
was not the only one who had been
down stairs after: things, and if yo,l
have made any arrangements to ac-
company a young lady home this even
Ing it was not with your hum BILE serv-.
ant, and her black eyes danced merri-
", and he knew that she was ENJOYING
his discontinue. y -. NJ II
Mr. Pitcairn grew pale.
"I'h~forgive you for calling Dr.. Ora
| hamsa fellow if yob~ don't do it again,
for he 'fs"-she hesitated and blushed-
! "a very particular friend of mine, and
you and have been such good friends
that ,'a will tell you a g, ;secret-we are en-
gaged." ~, !,
"oh, you: little torment! might have
known that you would. try he ex-
claimed, his face allvaglow.
why, Mr.: Pitcairn, how could you
] have known it, when we did not know
it ourselves until this evening? And L
| don't know what the doctor will say to
my: telling you ;*% :.
Mr.. Pitcairn staggered back against
seat. IL wish you: every happi
| ness" he stammered, then he turned to
examining the flowers until after they
had left the church. He felt dazed, and
| he certainly pinched himself to see that
he was not dreaming as he went down
stairs to his study.
"A pretty kettle Of fish I've got into"
he exclaimed, as he threw himself into
a chair and kicked the, footstool which
Miss Reynolds had made across the
room. Lost the gi1A l wanted and en-
l
want, and / haven't any idea who it
isl"
He lit a match and went over to the
! anteroom. There lay piece Of rope on
the floor and beside it daintily per-
fumed handkerchief. He picked them
up and went back to his study. He re-
membered now that he noticed the
scent Of violets as he held her in his
arms. 1t cost him a struggle to give up
Nellie Collier. He sat and thought I'M
til. long after midnight He studied
over all the Neilies of his congregation.
There was Miss Reynolds, but she was
too stout, he thought, with great sigh
of relief; Miss Mattern was too tall It
was some one whose head just reached
his shoulder. He had called her Nellie,
he was certain OF that, with some love
epithets thrown in. She was small and
dainty and. whoever she was, evident
~ loved HIM.
II he found she was some one who
would~not suit him, we'll, he would
have to get out of it in some way.
But. whoever she was, her presence
seemed to haunt him as he sat there.
He could feel her arms around. his
neck and the pressure of her head
against his shoulder, and he fale~an
intense longing to again hold the little
white robed figure, in his arms and feel
her warm breath on his cheek. And
he-lignifel minister that he was
picked up the handkerchief and kissed
| it passiOnately.
He scarcely knew how he got
|ethrough the next day. He was thank
full that the services were such that
he did not have to give q regular SER
mon. He. ~studiously avoided looking
at the choir. where Nellie Collier was
sitting, until near the close of the
evening services. when, while Elinor
Vandever was singing solo. he turned
that way, and for a moment their eyes
met, her voice faltered for an instant
and then rang out clear and sweet. He
nearly let the hymnbook he was hold
ing fall to the door in his surprise, and
a sudden feeling of relief came over
him. ;.
Elinor Vandever! He had never
thought of her, and yet he knew that
her pet name at home was Nellie. She
had always been SO reserved that he
had never dreamed that she would
care for. him, but there was no mis-
taking that look. =. -,
."What a dear little thing she is. l
don't think that will want to give her
up. IL have been. very Fortunate,
he said to himself as he met her at the
foot Of the stairs and drew her little
hand on his@arm. last evening you:
didn't He paused a moment
"You--you- were not; angry?'' she
whispered anxiously. You We're busy
talking to Nellie Collier, and Aunt Min
ME was ready to go, and didn't know
how to get out Of; not going along with
her,: Thought you would understand.
it, - = ~ - 49,.
We'll, if didn't have you last night
RI have You tonight,P he said tenderly,
pressing the little hand to his side:---.
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