St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1858-08-12
CHAPTER III.

iiitc StdiS ildi l'dSS't anu ieult
was at home again" Ruthy' still to
Miss Susv, who, meantime, had seemed
to grow youngcr-(pcrhaps the frc-
qucnt calls and cherry conversation of
stout, red-chcckcd farmer Stubbs, had
something to do with this fact. but at
a wide remove, DR.. Manning thought,
from the little girl who used to climb
his knee and stroke his hair.
To be sure, when the coach set her
down at his gate. the doctor ran ont
IN dressing gown and slippers to re
ceive her but when he bcheld, in
stead Of the young girl, a tall, elegant
young lady, he drew back with an cx-
preston Of mystiticaton on his face
Why, uncle, don't You know your
Ruthy !" and with musical laugh
the gay girl stood on tiptoe for a kiss
" See, I'm not up to your shoulder yet!
and | should laugh if you were
not going to recognize your accom-
plishcd' girl, who comes home to you
with her head crammed with French
and all the classics of boarding
school--herc, uncle, please take my
travelling bag, will you?'
And yet, despite her gay frankncss,
the doctor-ncver very much at home
in ladies' society, save as he cncoun-
t"T"{i h%f {ie:T quite at hrs case ana, iii;
! tnCr, wtrGu he listened to the gay
sprightly conversation which she main
tanned with his student, Edward South
ard, at the tea-table, he seemed less al
ease than before.
What is the matter, uncle? You
are so silent know you must be
i'll ~ said Ruth, with affectionate
solicitudc at the close of the evening
" No, thank you. am quite well
Miss Ruthy, | mean !" stammered
the doctor"
"' Miss = why, uncle Paul, you
must be dcmcntcd. . | am Ruty-
your Ruthy. Iou are not going tC
turn me out upon the world a stranger
so soon?' said Ruth, laughing, anC
putting up her lips for good night
kiss.
DIR. Manning smiled, but he blushcC
too--yes, that sedatc bachelor of for
tyfour actually blushcd, as he contu
sedly kissed the upturned pair of scar
let lips, and encountered a bright
saucy pair of eyes gazing into hi:
own.
What can all uncle Don't 20,
think he's ill-and wouldn't it he bco
to make him nice bowl Of herb tea
>usy g-ah, Mr. Stubs, how do yor
do? 1t was very kind of you 10 COM
over to welcome me home eXclaimc'
, Ruth, with q sly smile toward SuSy
, as she suddenly entered the kitchen.
"It seems so like the old days
| bright, beautiful and young, SO !ik
her !" sighed Dr. Manning, passin
p his hand over his eyes as ho game
: his chamber. :" | suppose shall &c
: used to it-but | wish she were a gil
| again. Ruthy--Ruthy y and the do'
+ tor sat long in silence.
. "Sparkling, witty and bcatifu
+ The child has matured into the glor
/ GUS woman" wrote the Young, blacl
t eyed Virginian, Edward Southard, tn;
night in another chamber of that ma
v sion. They say, too, that she wi
:, heir Dr.. Manning's comfortable patl
5 mony. guess with these Yankees
c that her boarding-school heart isn
/ iettered, and tlatter myself that Nc
Il Southland has the good looks al
cheek to win il. Congratulate IN
II Bob, for coming to this out-ot-the-w;
country village to study, not on
It Physic, but the lore of Cupid
- "Wcll, what is it, Miss Susy
&c said DR.. Manning to his honsekeept
10 who detained him one morning i'll t
5 brcakfastroom after the student al
ID Ruth had left it, and now sto
so awkwardly twirlinS the corner of h
pit wide apron.
What is it? Oh, about the d
ID ner! | guess We'll have a roast
to day, with Carolina potatoes and 0
of your bird-nests puddings u a
= the doctor laid his hand on the do
70. knob. (Who that heard DR., Mannil
- give out orders for his dinner, wol
-. have imagined that he once lived
= stale bread and black tea y
en- But, doctor, it isn't anything abe
lis the dinner" said Miss Susy, stamm
~ ing, and awkwardly twisting
ly apron hem about her fingers. "I
see Mr.. Stubbs has been waiting
~ long, and he thought at last I'd bet
VS. speak to you, and" here Susy bro
tie down, and turned very red in
MT face
We "Mr. Stubbs, oh - and the doc
nv withdrew his hand. ~ didn't KIN
ed | owed him anything. Thought
o settled with him for those last t
cords of wood. Foolish OF the II