The Washington herald., 1911-06-12

The two strolled together up this lane.
which was delightfully."- quiet and snug
little lane, with high hedgerow on either
side, and the young man began to pour
out his tale of sadness.
It was such g piteous tale, such a pa
thetic narrative, calling for 30 much SYM
pathy, that he could not help putting his
arm round the girls waist-and 1t was 9
wonderfully sweet waist for the purpose
in order, no doubt to keep up his heart,
and help him through with It. It was
such a woefrl tale, such q catastrophe
for Cupid. that to keep himself from
utterly breaking down. and the maiden
too no doubt, he needs must kiss her on
the .lips-and It was wonderfully sweet
mouth for kissing. too-at least one, and
murmur as he kissed: But I'll not give
you up. Vi-not even TO save Garner q
Son from wreck"
The girl did not burst into tears and
bewail the bitter draft. at which the
young man was rather surprised. He
thought she would have cried little at
least. She did not seem to be very much
concerned about the terrible business.
After silence, into which fell the
golden futing OF blackbird, vi said,
with downcast head: IT suppose you'll
have to fall In with your fathers wishes.
Jack2'
Never" said John. And she nestled
against him.
1T wish I'd a lot of money. You should
have it all for the stupid old factory"
said VI But as I haven't, I'm afraid
your father win force you TO marry Miss
Mossley-that's II she'll have you-and-
I-think-she viii. rve-noticed-
II there were no tears on the surface,
they were very close now.
You've noticed what?" cried John.
THAT Miss Mossley always looks on
you as if" She hesitated.
"As II what?"
"As II she'd like to be wife to you"
dad limited the same thing. I'm sure
feel fiattered. But must confess that
I haven't noticed II.
mo, you Ounce; because you've only
had eyes for poor little silly meT
This speech, of course, could create
nothing less than some very diligent oscu-
lation.
''Ah. well" said vi. "I suppose it's all
over now-you mustn't kiss me any more.
Well. ] daresay Miss Mossley will make
an excellent wife! she's a good woman,
and If she is getting on in years-but, no.
I'll not be spiteful. like her, and she's
very nice, and II can't have you my
seif'-here a sob burst out of bounds
why. I'd rather she had you than any
body else I know
Don't talk nonsense, VI There's no.
body for me but you"
"oh, it's easy to say that, but yofn
see. Your father will have his way. I
quite see the force of his argument, and
he'll make you see 1t, too. He'll beg, he'll
implore, he'll ask you shall the long
established and long-honored name Of the
hrm fall into shame because OF a senti-
mental whitman amorous fancy-for q
moneyless girl. And you'll give way
and shall be sacrificed; but that doesn't
matter bit-not the least bit!" And
now the tears were flowing.
But she soon checked them, and said.
Listen Jack. We are both being very
silly and sloppy. You have a duty to
your father and to the business. see 1t
all quite clear now, and I won't be self
ish; but IL to save the old firm It is
necessary voice faltered, but she
couraged herself on-"for you and me to
give each other up, why-why-Heaven
helping me-Tll suffer the pang and bear
the burden-for your sake, because love
your'
He would have gathered her in his
arms, but she had broken from him, and
was Fastening away. running toward a
side-door that opened into the Vicarage
grounds from the Jane. Before he could
overtake her she had vanished into the
house.
Give you UP, darlingr' he said. raptu-
rously, as he stood in the lane alone.
Never! And after this, twice neverY'
Then he went thoughfully home. He
was determined he would net give VI up,
but-well, his father could certainly make
things awkward for the pair.
III.
Much may happen in day, and many
a bitterness be turned to sweetness ere
bedtime-if only the right person gets a
hand in the Job.
Unfortunately. right persons do not
seem very prevalent. But happily, in this
instance, Miss Mossley was a right per-
son; and, what is just as essential, she
had the knack Of going about things in
the right way.
Miss Leonora Mossley was a woman of
twenty eight-and a charming woman,
too. To very young and prejudiced per-
sons-such as the factory masters son
and the Wears daughter-she was reIe-
gated to the category OF the hopelessly
grown-up-the aging adult; but to those
with any true discernment she was a
young woman In the very flower Of life.
Mr.. Garner, senior, was not altogether
on the bulPs-eye in deeming Mr.. Garner,
junior, guilty OF green idiosy for not
being lavishly in love with Miss Mossley
But, then, tastes differ, and youth is
youth.
Miss Mossley was moro than a pretty
woman She was good fairy. Her com
passion led her into philanthropic and
charitable work. She was desirous to
lessen the suffering in the world. The
poor In the next nearest manufacturing
town-Friarport, seven miles away
blessed her for her bountifuI deeds and
comforting speech.
She dwelt halfway between the village
and the town, in an old Hall in glorious
grounds.
On this particular evening, after the
neartbroken and abrupt parting between
Jack and VI, Miss Mossley, driving home
ward In her carriage from a visit to a
friends on the other side OF the village.
requested her coachman to halt at the
Vicarage
OF course, she knew nothing OF what
had happened TO upset two young hearts;
she merely thought that as she was pass
ng she would stop for a moment and see
how Vi-whom she had not seen for a
Iew days, and Of whom she was sisterly
tond-was getting on.
She found the girl In a little summer
mouse In the corner OF the garden.
why, vi" she said, you've been cry
Ing. What's the matter?'
vi dejectedly would have 1t that nothing
1t all was the matter: but Miss Mossley
gently insisted that the tale was other
wise and fearful.
NOW, tell me all about your trouble, |
VI, and let us see IL can't help you.
You know would do anything for you
: NOBODY can do anything for me-" said
vi But 1t doesn't matter
Now, Just tell me all about 1t, dear"
SAID Miss Mossley. slipping her arm SYM
getne tcelly round the girl. you look |
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