Preble County Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1857-1859, 1857-08-20
Shirt Mig;rIIunQ
LIMA CIR E Y.
by CLARA AUGUSTA.

"No. no. don't let us ask her shc's :
poor-and then she S so mighty honest I!
Why, last summer, when We all went
borrying, ard asked her, just out o.
pity, she actually wouldn't touch sin
gle strawberry till she'd been and asked
Squire Hall if she might! The straw
berries were in his meadow, you know.
Isabel Hammonds, the little belle of
Ccdarvillc, locked up into the hand
some face of the fifteen year old 10y be
side her, with world ofcontempt wreath
irE her rosy lips and the half dozen
young girls around her laughed scorn-
fully, till the wide oak grove rang with
the silvcry sounds.
The boy, Ernest Warning, did not
join in the gleo Something very like
IA frowu- driftea over his frank, mobile
face, and he spoke with all man :
stern rebukc in his tones
'.Yes, indeed, Bel! We must ask her.
I should be sorry TO have any one
slightcl on account OF their poverty.
God made her, didn't he ~ th n, as i
talking only to himself, he added, well,
we'll; there isn't so much difference III
flesh and blood, after all :
The little lady by his side poutcd,
and twisted the rich ribbons Of her
straw hat neryously around her white
taper fingers.
Well, gr,s, 1 suppose if Earnest
says ask her, We must ask her, but he y
no business to say SC y and she looked
up sapcily. Isabel was a beauty, and
could do as she liked.
aDon't let US stop to dispute, the
sun is already halfway down the sky,
and it's long way to 8 Blackberry
TIill," said Louise Ray, picking up her
basket from the ground where it had
fallen. g Come, Jennie, come, Bel, let
US go--Widow Grey's house is right on
the way, you know : and the gay young
creatures bounded of, followed by ETn
est Warrington, at a lcisurely pace
They were soon in sight of the humble
little dwelling of Widow Grey, a tiny
white cottage, sheltered by the great
green, arms of two linden trees, and sci
back from dust Of the highway, III spot
of emerald green. The girls came to 1
halt.
"We1l wait till my lord Ernest comes
up" said Isabel to the others; " toe
bad, declare, that fine young gentle
man like him, Just from the city, should
be thrown into the society Of little
pauper! But it's his own choice
though she added, with selfsatisfed
toss of her naughty little head, ant
facing Ernest as he approached.
" Well, girls ?'' and the boys air was
at least ten years older than his face.
There is Widow Grey,s mansion
house-now who's going to ask Lima
II Ill l.,
never forgive me if L should step foo
inside such place as that =
Ernest smiled. q Well, don't know
but shall have to ask her mysclf-l't
Just as lief as not" he added, seeing th'
half knocking smiles upon the girl 5 faces
Ernest is so queer. Aunt Marth'
says she never saw such boy = ex
claimed Isabel, gazing after his retreat
ing figure 81 declare, if he ism
knockingp
The boys summons was answered b.
a lady evidently passed the prime o
life, dressed very plainly, but with grea
neatness.
Ernest removed his cap. q am Ern
est Warrington, Mrs. Hammonds' ne
phew; my mother and l are visiting a
the Oaks and Isabel Hammonds ant
1, and the village girls are going t
Blackberry Hill, this afternoon, f.
berries and we want Lima to go with Us
Won't you please let her go p
The frank, easy politeness of tn
boy prepossessed Mrs. Grey in his favor
and she said "wait a moment, [ will Sc
if Lima would like to go; and disaT
peared within the house. She returne
very soon, followed by little gil
about IsabeTs age, though smaller an
childish looking. She wore dar
calico frock, and gingham sun -bonne
This is Lima said Mrs. Grey, leac