Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1853-12-08

ter that some men came to our cottage, anC
they talked a long time and / heard one O
them say, Every dollar of the property was
spent; and that | must be bound out, anc
Willy must 60 to trade thought it would
kill me to leave Willy, and clung fast tc
him until one of the men took me away = and
Emma wrung her hands, The last words
he said to me- were, Emmy, as true as | live
III write to that uncle, and tell him all about
it, and how they took us away from each 9TH
er, though we had never been parted a single
| day Oh, Annie,' and again the hope-light
broke into Emma's blue eyes. When lay
awake in the dark crying, | remember .Willy's
words, and think perhaps he and uncle will
come for me some day
'Oh! | hope he will y l responded eager
ly.
And so and my new friend sat on the
stone step and chatted away the long summer
| afternoon. FURNISHED her with verbal cpl
tome of my history. | told her of two graves
lying under the green willow, where the
wind sighed its low mournful monotone through
the long grass, and that there my parents slept
with folded hands the sleep that knows no
earthly waking. And | told her how my
grandma would part away my curls and look
In my eyes, and say they were just like my
poor mammals, and that was all God had
left her to love, and promised her my grand
ma should love her too
l remember the blush of the sunset bright
ened the western sky as Emma rose up to
leave me, and how we interchanged promises
of meeting next day, and that Emma said she
had not felt 50 happy since she left Willy
The intimacy which had had so auspicious
a commencement, continued uninterrupted for
several days. Every day | met my little
neighbor at the gate, and every day filled
her apron with the cakes and the berries had
saved for her, while she assured me that she
loved me better than anybody but Willy, and
| confidently affirmed that grandma was her
only rival in my affections.
Here should like to know what right.
you have to be sitting there, instead of drag
ging Johnny, you lazy, sly, good-for-nothing
thing, broke in the harsh voice Of Mrs. Gray,
one afternoon, upon our conversation, and
there she stood in the front door, her cap
awry, and her thin cadaverous face inhamed
with passion.
Oh, Annie, what shall do 2 and my COM
paniOn turned towards me face from which
fear had chased every vestige Of color
Now, reader, | was the most shrinking,
coward-hearted child in Christendom A dog
or good-sized cat, did it but open its green,
CLASSY eyes suspiciously upon me, could send
me painting and trembling inside of grandma s
gate, where | entertained sort of underlined
belief that no evil could obtain ingress. But
that afternoon, walked straight across the
road, holding Emma's hand, and looking up
at the cloud on Mrs. Gray's brow, said in a
clear voice, though trembled all over with
! the effort g. -- f-.
Please, Mrs, Gray, don't scold Emma,
for asked her to sit down on the stone step,
so you see it's my fault, not hers
WALL answered that lady, somewhat
Modified by my words moreover, she stood
in considerable awe Of grandma; seeing you
ASK it, I'll let her &c this. time, but mind you
don't do the like again, or you'll get trounc-
| ing you'll remember one while,' she said to
| Emma, as she pushed her into the house, and
slammed the door in my face.
went straight home to grandma, but as
soon as saw her, the unnatural tension OF
my nerves gave way, and with sob buried
my face in her lap and related the sad termina-
ton Of my intimacy with Emma, and how the
thought of seeing her no more almost broke
my heart, and grandma answered me with her
own soothing words, and assured me she
would endeavor to find some method of making
Mrs. Gray retract her unjust prohibition.
ANNIE said my grandma the next morn
ing, as was wandering uneasily around, for
thoughts Of Emma lay heavy at my heart j
want you to pick me some gooseberries
new basket full will just pile up my china
bowl with them, and as Tam going into neigh
Dor Gray's this afternoon, it may be for your
interest to pluck the largest and fairest ones.
was not slow in comprehending her hint
and down among the goosebeny bushes my
fingers worked increasingly that morning.
The summer birds warbled their songs on the
spray, but / did not stop to listen. The but
terfies, with the sunlight glancing along THEN
crimson wings, flew past me, but my feet fol-
lowed not their passage, and before noon
carried very triumphantly to grandma the
fruits of my labor, with the dark leaves taste
fully ranged round the large ripe berries.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Dale. Why, An.
ME, how dye do! Walk in fl
And the thin, cadaverous features actually
relaxed into smile as Mrs. Gray's eyes rest
ed on grandma's china dish piled up with the
tempting fruit. a-a
Well, reader, we walked in, and Mrs. Gray
was in a wonderful good humor, as she emp
tied the fruit into bowl and sat down to give
a prolix history of the trials which she was
daily called upon to encounter, among which
the ignorance and wilfulness Of her 'bount
girl occupied prominent position.
Grandma had a delicate mission to execute
but she performed it with a tact and skill
which diplomatist might have envied.
She informed Mrs. Gray she was exceed