Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1852-11-13
sUNBURY, NORTHUMBERLAND COUNTY. Pa, sA


found so pleasant home, even if it was
only for few days; and after supper was
over, and the table was cleared, third
young lady, very neatly dressed, entered
the room, and was formally introduced 10
him as one OF the sistcrs-Nlss Sarah.
He was not little surprised to find that
the neat servant girl, whose handiwoik had
won his admiration, was one OF the sisters.
He found her srrishtly, cheerful, as accom-
plishcd, and, he thought, little more
graceful than Jane, who was older, or
Charlotte, who was younger than herself.
| He thought a little more meanly Of him
self for having taken ber to be the hired
girl of the family, but not a whit more
ncanly OF her having revealed herself in
that capacity; and his pfIpexity was
somewhat increased as he sat down on his
shown by bis host, and said TO himself
(which Of the three -
In the morning, after nights sound
sIerp--for be was not sufficiently in love
10 keep him awake--he entered the break
fdst-room, and was soon jo;Hrd hy the two
young ladies who had first welcomed him.
Sirah was no, VET visible, but'when they
had sat down at The tab', and Jane had
poured out the coffee, Sarah came smiling
in behind a clean white apron, and with
steaming pile of bnckwhrat cakes in her
hand, which, judging from the hue Of her
cheeks, she had just been baking. II there
was blush on her cheeks, any eye might
see it was forced there by the fire, and not
by any base degradation on account Of the
office she so gracefully flied She greeted
the guest with a welcome smile, deposited
her load Of cata5lcs, and rcturned to the
kitchen, whence she trippcd again in few
minutes with another plate OF cakes, most
beautifully baked by her own skill. llo-
race eat large quantity Of them, more
than enough merely to satisfy hunger, be-
cause of the beautiful little hands that made
them and then he wandered over the
farm with The old man, and pratrd of hor-
ses, and cows, and crops, as though he
knew something about them as well as
broadcloih and calicoes.
At dinner time, Jane aud Charlotte were
in the parlor waiting for him, and Sarah,
as usual was busting about the kitchen.
81 do wiSh," said he, Soifo r0cc, 'qhat
one of these girls would take Saral'S place
in the kitchen little, that might find
out some of their housekeeping qualities,
and ,ha, might have little chat with
her."
But b. waits for such a change in vain,
though he found some opportunities Of
converse, and discovered all he wished 10
know just then about her mental qua!iti-
cations and requirements: and at the close
Of the fourth day, just as he got into bed,
he slapped the white countcrpane emphat-
ically, and said to it,, as there was nobody
in the room, I suppose he must have spo-
ken TO the counterpane or bed post-"She's
the wife for me-"
of his visit, and as he stood at the window
after breakfast. he saw Sarah, with that
witching white apron, trip out into the
orchard 10 shake down some apples--ior
it was baking day, anl pies We're 10 be
made. Horace Strnlled cut after her, and
shook the tree, and helped 10 pick up the
apples, and carried the basket as they re-
turned slowly 10 the house. What it was
he whispered in her ear she never told,
but she seemed not displcased, though
evidently surprised and little frightened.
A year after Horace was at the house of
his old friend again, and this time Sarah
was not so much in The kitchen. There
was great preparation for a wedding 60
ing forward, and now in splendid Boston
mansion she fully justifes the wisdom Of
her dear husbands choice, by being to him
a most excellent wifi. and superlatiyc
housekecp"r.