The Continental Monthly, Vol 2, No 6, December 1862: Devoted to Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol 2, No 6, December 1862: Devoted to Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
'Then you do not love me,' said Hiram, in a tone not quite amiable.
'You know better,' exclaimed Sarah, her eyes flashing, and all the
spirit of her father beaming forth. 'Hiram Meeker, you know better!'
She was superb in her passion. Something besides affection shone forth
now, and Hiram was led captive by _it_.
'Then shall I stay,' he said resolutely. 'Take me or not, Sarah, I stay,
too.'
* * * * *
Mr. Burns was not altogether surprised at the announcement which awaited
him on going home that day to dinner. He had seen for some time that his
daughter was much interested, and he thought Hiram equally so.
It is true the old feeling continued, and there were times when, it
appeared to break forth stronger than ever. Mr. Burns had made up his
mind that it was doing Hiram great injustice to yield to it, since the
young man was untiring in the discharge of his duties, and also most
effective.
So he had endeavored to accustom himself to think of the event of his
daughter's engagement with Hiram as very probable. What could possibly
be urged against it? Hiram was of respectable family, possessed of
extraordinary business ability, bearing an irreproachable character,
really without a fault that could be indicated, and a consistent member
of the church.
Yes, that was so. And, looking it over carefully, Mr. Burns used
frequently to admit to himself that it _was_ so. What then? Why, then
Joel Burns would sigh and feel heaviness of heart, he scarcely knew why,
and think to himself that there could remain for him no happiness should
Sarah marry Meeker. Then he would ask himself, how his wife would have
liked Meeker. He did not think she would have liked him.
Nevertheless, as I have said, Mr. Barns decided the event was coming,
and that he could not say nay.
And he did not say nay. He said very little; but when Sarah threw
herself in her father's arms, and he kissed her forehead, his heart was
nigh to bursting. He restrained his emotion, though.
* * * * *
'We are never to leave you, father. You know that, don't you?'
'My child, no one knows the future; but I am happy that you will live
with me.'
Hiram said nothing. Already his old caution was returning.
* * * * *
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