When they met, they looked at each other in amazement--there was a
change in both.

"Anna Sophia," said Charles Henry at last, sadly, "you have
something against me."

"Yes," said she, "I have something against you, otherwise I would
not have appointed this meeting here, where we can be heard by no
one. Were this that I have to tell you something good, something
pleasant, all the world might stand by and hear it, but as it is
something painful, it must be heard by you alone."

She seated herself silently upon the ground, signing to Charles
Henry to follow her example.

"It was here," said Anna, hastily," that you first told me of your
love."

"Yes, it was here, Anna," repeated he, "and you then told me that my
love was returned, and that you would be my wife when we had saved
enough to commence housekeeping. But still I have always felt that
you were not kind to me, not as the other girls in the village are
to their lovers. You have never permitted me to come under your
window at night; I have never been allowed to take you in my arms
and kiss you tenderly, as the others boys do their sweethearts; and
never, no never, have you given me a kiss unasked; and, after all my
entreaties, you kissed me only in the presence of my old father and
his dog."

"It is not in my nature to be very tender," said Anna, shrugging her