The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1862-06-12

us-our success might be looked upon as
certain. Three steps more upon the lad
der's rounds, and Janet's dainty little feet
would stand upon terra frma beside my
own. The steps were taken, and she held
for moment fondly by the sleeve of my
blue broadcloth before we looked up to the
window, both with upFaised hands, to
catch a small bundle. of clothing that Fan
ny was to throw down to US, and which
we had no other means Of carrying with
us.
"Be quiet, Fam" whispered Janet, as
her sister appeared at the window, and
poised the bundle above our heads. "Be
quiet, Fan, for heavens sake, and drop it
quickly"
But Fanny still stood there, swinging
backward and forward, backward and for
ward, the huge bundle, without needing
Janet's earnest entresty.
"Do, 90 throw it, Fanny, dear DO
have some mercy or me What if father
should know of this What if he should
be wakened-"
"Oh give it to her, Fan; don't plague
your sister-she's in hurry ~ called a
voice at that moment from the closed
blinds of the parlor window, which be-
longed to none other than DIR. Stoddard.
"Give her the things, and tell the boys
to carry out a bag Of corn, cheese, some
wheat, and some butter, to the cart I. ia
net must have a setting out. Only be
still about it, Fan -
For moment we were potrifed on the
spot. l thought | should have fallen to
the ground. What were We to do-run,
faint, die, eyaporate, or go mad While
We stood undecided, two huge mattresses
fell at our feet from the window, followed
at once by sheets, pillow-caseS quilts, ta-
ble-cloths, aud sundry other articles neces-
sary to the setting up of respectable house
keeping establishments. .
"Mother, mother, don't one of these
new feather beds belong to Janet? ?" called
Charlie Stoddard, from one part Of the
house.
eyes, yes, and bolster and pair of
pillows, too. Garry 'em right out Of the
front door," was the answer.
"Whose horse have you, Jason 7" asked
the doctor, pushing up the blind. "Your
fathers 2"
"Y-e-e-s, sir" I stammered.
J
than tn at ? The old gray isn't worth a
button to 60 Why didn't you come to
my barn and get my black mare! Sam,
Sam, hurry away straight tethe barn and
harness Black Molly for Jason. If you
believe it, he was going to start off with
his fathers old horse Be quick, Sam
work lively-they're in a hurry-it's time
they were of %
"Have you anything with you, Janet,
to eat on the road ?' put in Mrs, Stod-
dard, poking her head out of the window.
"No, ma an" faltered Janet, moving a
step or two from me.
"Well, that's good forethought, And
as | live, there isn't bit of cake baked
in the house, either. Can you make some
white bread and bacon, and some brown
bread and cheese do, Jason? It's all ne
have? ?"
eyes, ma am" said, meekly, stopping
easily as | could little further from Ja-
not.
sLook father, mother, quick, now the
moon is out-and see Jason's new coat
and hat - called Fan, from the window,
her merry voice trembling with suppress
sed laughter. Isn't that coat a splendid
one, fasher-just look at the length of its
tails :"
"Just give me my glasses, wife" said
the doctor. ''Is it new one, Jason !'
''Yes, sir, rather new" l said, giving
an eager look in the direction Of the lane.
"Well," drawled the doctor, cycling me
slyly, ''that coat IS handsome -
"And his hat, father" called the wick
ed Fan.
81 declare % exclaimed the doctor
"Wife, wife, just look here, and see ia
sons new coat and hat -
What should | do-stand there till
morning before that incessant fire of cut
ting words? Should | run ? Should l
sneak off slowly, as Janet was doing ?
What, oh what should | do?
Don't they look nice, moth0r ~ asked
the doctor, putting one broad, brown hand
over his moth, and doubling his grey head
almost down to his iuees. 'He-h haw, he
haw, he-hi-haw mother, he-haw (. dont't
they look nice y roared the doctor.
| couldn't stand it any longer; the doc
tors laughter was a signal-it was echoed
from all parts of the house. Fan eackled
from the chamber window; Sam shouted
from the barn Mrs. Stoddard he-ho- ho'd
from thOkitchen while Charley threw
himself down in the doorway and scream
ed like a wild Indian.
| turned around, and gave one leap
across the garden Every Stoddaid called