The Chilhowee echo. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1899-19??, 1900-03-31

GOODNESS and reserve.
A noise at the door announced the
entrance of some one. Turning slowly
she saw that it was her maid.
"Sophy," she said, 1--WE start home
day after tomorrow morning. Have
everything ready"
claw, Miss Constance, the clothes
won't be done up" demonstrated the
maid.
THAT is immaterial; we shall stop a
day or two at Mrs. Moore's," was the
reply.
Mrs. Belmont and Clara now entered
and learned of her determination.
''Oh Connie!" exclaimed Clara, the
tears starting to her eyes.
"Never mind, DEAR" said Constance,
81 shall come back in the spring, and
you know I always start on short
notice."
Mrs. Belmont did not express many
regrets. Indeed, she had noticed that
Roscoe was too much attracted by Con-
stance, and she thought that she would
have clear field after the departure of
} the latter. She had tried to be distant
and dignified toward her after the scene
on the piazza, but Constance had ig-
nored the whole affair.
Meanwhile, Roscoe sat in his room in
deep meditation. He was trying to
read the probabilities of the near fu-
ture. He could plainly foresee many
, undesirable hours, days, weeks, months,
when he would be thrown utterly on
his own resources for entertainment,
amusement and society. He had en-
gagged board with respectable private
family in the village, and was to take
possession of his new quarters on the
following Monday.
81 will make myself an honorable
/, name here, even if it is in the humble
! walk of teacher" he unused; II shall
see her again next spring, and can
glowed in then.1 Then the though
which are Dps she might be pledged, Oh
of spring. fried to another by that time
" him with thrill of dread
WISH she could know thai love ff.el
le but dare not tell her." he muttered
1t was a wretched and sleepless nigh
that he spent, sometimes trying t.
a, sleep, sometimes sitting up in tn,
Or dark gloomily meditating. How mucl
'e more tranquil would have been his re
1t pose could he have known that in
a. room near by, queenly form was ly
re ing in impatient wakefulness, mental,
ID uttering again and again: 81 must b
q mad!" 81 must be mad!'
i CHAPTER vi.
A DISTANT HOPE OF A DISTANT
y HEAVEN.
= The next day was one that Roscoe al
"a ways marked in memory with whit
stone. Mr.. Hardison and Major Car
! ney were off on hunt. Miss johnson
and Mrs. Hardison were preparing TO
), the departure of Constance, and tina
- young lady, after an hours work, de
. clared herself at leisure. Clara pre-
posed walk to a certain grove famou
= for large, sweet hickory-nuts, and sh'
:, assented. "We'll let Mr.. Owen go wit
:, us If he'll ask right pretty" said Clara
"A OF course, he made proper petition, ant
:, the basket was bestowed upon him as
=. reward. Mrs. Belmont had gone owe
:, to see Mrs. Markoe, and the "boys
: were with their father and the Major
to carry the birds, that being thei
~ highest conception of felicity. The
10 duly proceeded to the grove, about
:, mile Distant and soon gathered an am
- pie store of nuts, for which, it afterwar
y transpired, neither of them cared par
- ticle. This consumed all the morning
y and the basket now came into requis
- ton. 1t proved to contain a capita
~ lunch and large bottle of water, TO
~ there was no source of drinking-wate
~ near.
10 ooh, dear!" said Clara, after dinner
: 81 wish we had thought to bring boo
u with us. Can't you recite something
W Mr.. Owen?" and she threw away tn
% lunch-papers, and emptied the crumb
on the grass.
"That would be but dull entertain
IN ment, Miss Clara" he answered.
r mo, it wouldn't; not bit. like /
he better than reading. Don't you, Con
I'd nie?"
lie II like it very much; but we must no
10 impose on Mr.. Owens good nature,
replied Constance.
m "It is no imposition, he replied, "bu
o. it may be dull. However, to oblige Mis-
ID Clara, will recite part Of my favorit
st poems."
m All the morning that poem of tn
a heart, Lady Geraldine's Courtship,
a! by Mrs. Browning, had been running
g through his mind, and often as som