Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-04-12
MARRYING FOR LOVE.

Barton. don't have no more OF this non
sense about Henry Grayworth. Nobody
ever heard of him until he came hanging
around last summer. calling himself an ar
list, and sketchin' every old pile of stuus
he comes across. Able Powers is worth q
dozen of him and expect when he comes
tonight, you'll tell him your much oblidg-
ed for his offer, and you'll try to make him
good wife. Either you promise Abel
Powers this very night to marry him, and
give up this ridiculous nonsense about
that other Teller, or you leave my house
quicker'n lightning. q
The widow Stones eyes sparkled aid
! the snuff colored ribbon on her cap auiEr
cred ominously. Susy rose without word,
her cheeks glowing, and deliberately walk
ed out of the house, scarcely staying to tie
her little sun-bonnet undor her chin.
True as l live che has gone,' exclaimed
the widow, half relenting, i didn't cal.
culate she'd FIRE up so quick. But let her
go-I don't care. She'll be back again,
soon enough
A short time afterwards, Susy Barton
sat on fallen log in the woods, the sun
bonnet pushed back from her glossy au,
burn hair, her tinny feet stirring the with
| cred fern plumes below, and her blue
trusting eyes tarned upon the face of
tall, slender young man, who stood beside
her, his dark hair blown about by the sun
| set wind.
This Able Powers is rich farmer.
dearest, is he not p asked the stranger.
Susy nodded wonderingly.
Then he pursued, L scarcely know
| Why you choose in preference, one like
me, who only offers his loving heart
Because returned Susy, innocently, Il
lOve:youp
And you are willing to share my lot,
hard and comfOrtless as it may BEL do
not say will be-
L would 20 to the worlds end,' said
Susy, earnestly, putting both her little
palms in Henry Graywood's outstretchsd
hands. And so she placed the seal upon
her fate, 'for richer or poorer, for better or
/ worse y
1t was the evening before Christmas
cold and clear, with snow on the hills and
the woods all swapping and cracking in
sheath of ice. The widow Stone, trudging
along the road that led to Ellerton Hall,
began to speculate rather uneasily wheth-
er she would reach her destination before
dark. For she was carrying famous
receipt for Christmas pies to the house
keeper at Ellerton Hall.
Its fine place. soliloquised the Wild
ow Stone, as she sat down to rest herself
on great boulder by the wayside, and
only to think that Mr.. Ellerton has lived
away from it ell his life. don't see what
folks find Sd dreadful nice in travelling
about, l must say. However, Mrs. Peck
ham, clever old lady she is, and wears
real handsome csps-she says he's coming
home tomorrow with his young wife. It's
a great thing to be born rich. I'd like to
get peep at Mrs. Elerton-I wonder If
she'll be at church Sunday. 'spose she
wears a silk gowrd every day of her life;
and white embroidered skirtP. Mrs. Peck.
ham says they've been fttin' up the house
wonderful fine for her.
The widow was plOdding on once more.
| when thore was CHEEKY gingle OF sleigh
| bells in the road behind, and two ferv
! horses were checked close 10 her, A sweet
| face, set in frame work of auburn curles,
leaned out the window and two eager hands
were extended.
'AuntyP
Law sakes alive p calculated the widow,
it's Susy Burton. Child, where have Won
! been all this time, and where are you go-
ing nOwY
Jump in, Aunty-I'm going to the
hail. and just come from your house, where
the door was most inhospitaDly closed
The widow had determined to plav the
roll of relentless guardian, but she could
not resist the infection of Susy's kiss and
hug.
'GOing to the Hall, eh2 Oh, you've got a
situation there-I spOse you're EIle.ton's
lGdy's maid p
why, yes laughed Susy, Il do some.
times wait on Mrs. Ellerton.'
We'll, Pm glad yours got tolprably
respectfully place, though you'd better
have married Abel Powers-and wbv
haven't you let me see you afore2'
How could /, aunt? we only arrived OF
the Hall this morning, and l started for
your house the first minute / could clip
! away
Got pretty good situationH'
Very said Susy.
You'll End the housekeeper dreadful
nice lady, said the widow, patronizingly.
III speak good word for you to her if
you like
'Thank you,' said susy, yelling her eyes
| beneath their long lashes,
What sort o. q person is Mrs. EllertonP'
pursued the widow. She must be easy
tempered, if she lets you go cutting round
in this velvet cushioned sleigh, with fell.
Ter in gold banded hat to drive YOU
oh, she's very kind to me- returned
Susy. ... B.. =
is she pretty2'
Welt don't know can't say OK
actly.' hesitated Susy, slightly embarrass-
ed. q rs",r -
The old lady was just turning round to
demand an explanation. when the sleigh
dashed up in front Of the broad marble
steps that led to the portico of Ellerton
Hall, and they descended.
! Susy led the way through the arcbed
vestibule into large drawing room, where
q clear fire burned on the marble hearth.
and the purple velvet curtains swept to the
floor. The chandelier was already lit. az d
the gold and amethystine tints of the fres-
coed ceiling seemed like q canopy of orec-
ious jewels to widow Stones unaccustomcd
eyes. s- .-l- .l1E- :
This aint the housekeeper's room 2
whispered the old lady twitching her niece's
dress In dismay. 'S'pose Mr.. EIlerton
should come inn
The door opened, and tall, slender gen.
tleman entered the room, with bright
welcome glance to Susy.
Let me Introduce my husband, auutP
why bless me it's Henry Graywortb 7
CALCULATED the amazed widow Stone, doubt
Ing the tFausmissive accuracy of the silver
sPectaclos she had confded in for ten
Yeara. .#.
You have got the first two names right,
Mrs Stone said the gentleman, laughing
but my name happens to be Henry Gray
worth EllertoD.'
Are you Mrs. Ellerton p exclaimed the
widow wheeling round go as to face her
niece once more.
she is Mrs. Ellerton ? exclaimed her
husband. smiling. i wished to marry one
VINO would love me for myself alone, not
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