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They did not see that Verty's hand held little Redbud's; and that he looked her with a tenderness which could not be mistaken. But Redbud saw it, and a flush passed over her delicate cheek, on which the maiden moon looked down and smiled. So the day ended.
Then she raises her head and says "How did you ever come to be the old Indian woman's son, Verty?" Verty's dreamy eyes fall from the sky, where a circling hawk had attracted his attention, to Redbud's face. "Anan?" he says. Redbud greets this exhibition of inattention with a little pout, which is far from unbecoming, and too frank to conceal anything, says, smiling "You are not listening to me.
The old time-piece overhead ticked soberly, and the soft face of Redbud's mother looked down from its frame upon them; and the room was full of cheerfulness and light. And still the old clock ticked and ticked, and carried all the world toward eternity; the fire-light crackled, and the voices laughed; the portrait looked serenely down, and smiled. Ralph stretched himself. Mr.
Her shoes and ankles, with their white stockings, were saturated with the dews of morning. After imprinting upon Miss Redbud's cheek the kiss which we have chronicled, Fanny gaily raised the yellow wreath, and deposited it upon the young girl's head. "There, Redbud!" she cried, "I declare, you look prettier than ever!" Redbud smiled, with an affectionate glance at her friend.
Old Scowley, you know, is'nt agreeable, at least, I should'nt think she was; and Miss Sallianna is all the time, I reckon, with Mr. Jinks. I did'nt see any scholars with Redbud; but there ARE some there, because you know Redbud's pigeon had a paper round his neck, with some words on it, all about how 'Fanny' had given him to her; and so there's a 'Fanny' somewhere don't you think so?
Verty, if he would fasten the ribbon which had become loose. Of course, Verty had to comply. He rose, sighing more than ever, and crossing the room, knelt down to secure the rebellious ribbon. No sooner had he knelt, than Miss Fanny made a movement which attracted Redbud's attention. Their eyes met, and Fanny saw that her friend was almost exhausted with emotion.
Oh, Miss Sallianna, how could I be careful, and watch, and think Redbud's smiles were not here! I could not I would rather die!" And Verty's head sank upon his hands which covered the ingenuous blushes of boyhood and first love. In this advanced age of the world, we can pity and laugh at this romantic nonsense let us be thankful.
Rushton," she said, softly, "it was very thoughtless in me. But will you let me speak? She is in heaven, you know; the dear Savior said himself, that the kingdom of heaven was full of such." The lawyer's head bent down, and a hoarse sigh, which resembled the growl of a lion, shook his bosom. Redbud's eyes filled with tears.
And Verty took from his bosom the yellow scroll, and placed it in Redbud's hand. She took it, smiling, and read the words "I am Miss Redbud's pigeon, and Fanny gave me to her." "Oh, yes," she said, "and I am glad he's come back; poor fellow, I hav'nt seen him for days!" "I had him," said Verty. "At home?" "Yes." "Curing him?" Verty nodded. "You know that was what I wanted.
Redbud, training up a drooping vine, replied, laughing: "Oh, no I was only jesting. Don't mind my nonsense. Look at that pretty morning-glory." Verty looked at Redbud, as if she were the object in question. "You will hurt your hand," he said, "those thorns on the briar are so sharp; take care!" And Verty grasped the vine, and, no doubt, accidentally, Redbud's hand with it.
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