The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1865-07-24
MY FRS T L 0 v F
AFUNNY STORY,

CONCLUSION.
say that must have looked ugly at
that moment Be that as it may, |
thought that I was looking splendidly.
| thought the figure cut was an honor
to the name of Brown, and was proud
Of it; proud as I walked up to Janet's
window; and placed carefully there the
ladder that was to bear her to my side.--
Everything was silent about the house.
Fate was surely with us Fanny has
been bribed into service. As | stood
there, could see her little figure tlit
noiselessly to and fro by the window, and
how blessed her from the bottom OF my
heart for her kindness.
At last Janet commenced descending
tine ladder, and as she did so the moon
crowded in out of sight under huge
black cloud The heavens favored HIS
our success might be looked upon as
fixed. Three steps mare upon the lad
der's rounds, and Janet's dainty little
feet would stand upon terra frmd beside
my own. The steps were taken; and she
held for moment fondly by the sleeves
OF my blue broad cloth before We looked
up to the window, both with uprdlscd
hands; to catch small bundle of cloth
ing that Fanny was to throw down to
Us, and which we had no other means 10
carry with us.
"Be quiet. Fam" whispered Janet, as
her sister appeared at the window aud
poised the bundle above our heads. BE
oliet. Fan, for heavens sake and dlnp it
quickly.
But Fanny still stood swinging back
ward and forward the huge bundle, With
out needing Janet'S earnest entreaty.
DO, do, throw it Fanny dean Do
have some mercy on me! What if father
should be awakened :"
La, give il TO her fan; don't plague
your sister; she's i'll n hurry" called Il
voice at that moment from the closed
blinds at the parlor windows, which he
lonped to none other than Dr. S'Odflard
Give her the things; and tell rhr boys
to carry ont 4 bag Of corn, chrCsr. >"nc
wheat and butter to the cant. Janet
must have a setting out Only he still
abont it, Fan"
For moment we were Het.iii.'d HI'Hn
the spot | thought | should fail 10 the
ground. What Slin,ld we do--run, faint
die, evaporatc or 90 mad While We
stood undecided, two huge mattresses
fell ut our feet from the window followed
at once by sheets, piilnw-cascs. tanle
cloths, and sundry other articles neccS-
sary to the setting up of a respectable
hou . keepi G establishment.
Mother, mother, don't aus II these
new feather beds belong to jauo6!"
called Charlie Stoddard, from one ,'art of
the house
Yes, yes, and bolster aud Il pair of
nice pillows too. Carry em right ont Of
the trout door," was the answer
Whose horse have you. Jasnn 2"
asked the doctor, pushing mp the blind.
"Your fathers! ~
"Y-e-e-s sir" stammered.
Hump didn't you know better than
that2 that old grey isn't worth button
20 60. Why didn't You come up to my
barn and get my blach ma:e? san
Sam, hurry away straight to to til barn
and harness black Molly for Jason. Ii
you'n believe it, he was going to Start
off with his fathers old horse! Be quick
Sam, work lively-they are IN hurry {;
it's time they were off.
Have you anything with you, Janet,
to eat on the road ?" put in Mrs Stnd-
dard, poking her head out of the win
dow.
mo. maiam, faitered Janet, moving a
step or two from me.
stWell; that's good forethought And
"a / live, there isn't a bit of cake cooked
IN The house; either9 Can Jon make
some white bread and bacon, and some
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