Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1862-07-11
MISC CELLAN Y.
tn. pl.a.an..,. Creature in tn. World.
ny NARY A. pKSSisoS.

Neighbor Atkinson was swect.faced old
lady those who loved her (,heir name wa.
lesion) called her 'aunty. aud by every
body far and near. she was designated tho
pleasantcst creature in tho world
Tho ple,sintsst and most serene erea.
,ure In tho world said the 'squire's wife,
one day. speaking Of her and carefully al.
jus,ing her spcc.aclcs, che added. : can't
see through it,
Easy enough Tor her TO be pleasant.
exclaimed Miss Frett, IN her usually slightly
di.agrceabls manner. Hasn't sho got Q
handsome house. two handsome sons. and
one han.ome daughter that's going to be
married to rich man this day fortnight ?
Easy enough and she gave her knitting
needle = jerk that broke the yarn.
Bu, she nigh, havo .cen trouble" "rc.
marked the ',quirc's lady. complacen,ly.
Tho rot,cnes, apples sometimes mako the
sweetest cider. You know; besides, she ha'n',
been settled here many years. and the latter
par, Of her life may be the easiest
Nigh, have seen irouble' mu,tered
the other. not seeing what rotten apples
and sweet cider had to DO with the subject.
never seen trouble, Why, her fore.
head !. n. free from wrinkles as-as-' che
would have liked TO cay, as mine Is; but
remembering the '.qui'e's jokc on ,ha, sub
jcct. she smoo,hed out her own care lines,
aud added. "A. . baby's.'
Well. here che comes, any way ejaeu-
lated the 'squirc's lady. looking down
long. cool avenue. bOrdercd by chestnut trees.
whose lower limbs were covered with clu'-
ter, Of wild grapes. Now. with q little
skill, maybe We can learn something OF her
former lie and mark my words, II Aun,y
Atkinson hasn't seen sorrow in her day,
and plenty Of IT,
A rather tall. very cree, figure came with
cheerful s,cp. and more than cheerful
smile. towards the pleasant portico where
"a, the two ladies busy with their work un.
Ill now. The squirc's lady had arisen. and
her por,ly figure nearly covered tho small
grayi.h window. and its provence rose bush
that grew in huge 20, underneath. The
other also stood with kni, brows. aud iussily
adjusting her knitting needles. looking now
and then at Aunty Atkinson with less rigid
irown. until u, length che held ou, inca
gre hand tha, was elasped with pleasant
warmth in that o! the handsome looking
lady.
Now you've come TO spend the afternoon.
know. exclaimed the squirc's lady, rok.
ine her IA, hand, under the bows o! her
visitor. green calash. and rapidly un,ying
them. 81, rish, down in this big easy
chair; I've been wanting good long talk
with you. this great while KITTY, she
continued, depo.i,ine the calash in the hands
OF the servan, girl, tell John TO haze the
table carried in the arbor. and we'll take
supper there. It's 80 pleasant she con.
,inued, turning to aun,y, to take tea on,
doors In such balmy mir rs this.
'Irca!ly diin't intend to stay said aunty.
with her twinklins smile but since you
seem ben, upon it. why will. ! couldn't
find a plea.an,cr place tina, know
IL did no, take long TO sc, tree tongue.
going; there was plenty 10 talk about.
Auury's con. and auntY's daughter, the
squire. rbeumstiI and the li,,lo.pe, lamb
that died yesterday and Vas buried under
the peach tree in the garden, and aun,y's
daughter 20 coon to change name and eta.
tion.
Don't you feel bad TO have her taken
from you p queried Ni's Fre't, drawing her
solemn countenauce to the u,mOs, limits Of
.ympathizin; sorrow.
oh. ! dom, know as | do, very. replied
aunty, with that ever merry twinkle; 'sho
loves the man shs is going TO marry, and lie
loves her. lie has enough to keep her in
comfort, even elegance and II tie poor
thing gets along without her rno,hers trials,
I shall be very thankful II trouble come,
why, .he mus, even them as ! have
The squirc'slady casta triumphant glance
towards Miss Fre,,; the latter smiled in.
credulously. as sho asked:
Pray, wha, do you call trouble. Aunty
Atkinson? 2
The worst trouble. and the hardes. TO
ge, over. is the los Of kindred replied
auniy. smiling serenely. in return for Mics
Frei,'s little show OF sarcasm. L have
los, many friends = che added, 10 lower
voice, her eyes instinctivcly turning tow.
ards heaven, bu, land this thought makes
me happy and con,snted to s,ay) I am ev'
cry day drawing nearer to those l loved.
who have only gone beforc.'
Quick sprincins tears ob'cured the merry
twinkle for moment. but. as suddenly the
smile .honc through.
We wire wondering said the 'squire's
lady. If ever you had any SORROWS Of any
klnd-Mi-s frett and I; that was just be.
fore You came. She said no with conf.
dencc. and the reason was, because you was
always 30 sunshiny and happy looking.
Now. do tell US II you have had trouble
anything deep and abidingT
Not abiding, -aid aun'y, softly. Don't
you know the Scotch have q saying. that
the morning blinks sometimes on heavy
clouds, bu, II shuts II cen on clear starry
night And so trouble abideth for the
night. but JOY cOm',h in the morning.