Part 33 (2/2)
Johnnie walked on, his heart beating to the rhythm, ”Dolly is there!
Dolly is there!” He jumped a stile His own fields! He looked around; no one was in sight, so he pressed his lips to the turf, then whispered a quick, passionate prayer Rising up again, eyes wet, knees tre, he walked on
He had turned up the path from the river; his orchard was before hi strea sun There was a flutter of white at the river-stile His heart stood still Could it be? No!--Was it?--Yes!
He started riverwards at a run; then stopped; hesitated; walked soberly on
The flutter of white again froirl, bonnetless, her hair gently lifting with the breeze, stood out clear and unmistakable He stopped The maid stepped a little forward and shaded her eyes with her hand With an uncontrollable impulse his arms stretched out
”Dolly!”
A cry fro forward, raced up the field, and threw herself into his arms ”Johnnie! Johnnie! Thank God! thank God! I dreamt you would come back and find me where we lastwith the news that Johnnie Morgan was hoain, and foresters, miners, and fishers ht it worth while to have gone through so ive them such a jubilant time
Three weeks afterwards the maidens chose pretty Dolly as ”Queen of May,” and when she was crowned they led her to the church above the river--all in her garlands gay--and there a tall, sun-browned youth took her ”for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer,” till death should part thes to celebrate the union of the toodland favourites
Johnnie abode at hoain to London, and from thence he went by sea to Plymouth There he met the admiral, his brother John, Jacob Whiddon, Sir John Trelawny, and other sea-going worthies, and there wasthe Indies
Johnnie caht he said to his wife Dorothy, ”I have been thinking that I left some honour behind me on the other side of the world Master Jeffreys sends , and Sir Walter hath written a postscript to it I cannot forget as done at Panama, and there are some who should suffer for the cruelties done to Nick and Ned Johnson and others who sailed on the _Golden Boar_
The shi+p is fitting for another voyage, and I have still an interest in her What dost say, sweetheart? thou knowest the thoughts that are in ht, but she wept a little and sighed oft But the next day she said ”Go, husband, and God go with thee!”
So the _Golden Boar_ ard ho! again, and Dan Pengelly and all her old coround went in her And Captain Jacob Whiddon went too, in a second shi+p called the _Elizabeth_ There was no wild-goose chase this tilish the South A Philip's shi+pping They sent an expedition two hundred strong across to Pana back to the Atlantic with noto stop theottenof the laws of nations But their country them to be no robbers, but heroes and patriots all!