The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1868-04-17
Laura Sabine, the Dressmaker's APPS
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ny ALFRED BENNETT.


But, father, will never consent to be
come the wife Of David Green.
Just as though would pause moment
for your consent. Am not your. father :?
You shall marry Deacon Green, aud that
within a month - and Squire Sabine
strobe angrily .up. and down his pleasant
sittlng7room, $500 t II 80
Laura pretty hazel EYES were ,brimful
.ef bitter tears when she arose and stood
before tore her her angry parent. a baara
But Squire Sabine pushed his daughter
rudely away, and, turning short upon his
heel, left her standing alone in tie room.
eddy at the door by which he had gone,
and then turned away, with a strange de-
termination SHINING IN hercyes and sought
her own coy room. ..s.t, A.,
Early the next morning Squire Sabine's
Laura was nowhere to be found. In vain
they FASTENED to the neghborS, to the gar
den, and to all her favorite haunts; no
one had seen her since the evening before.
Upon a close scrutiny Of her wardrobe it
was discovered that change. OF linen and a
faw other articles were also gone. ,t
The foolish girl has taken it into her
head to run away, thought the Squire.
"bu. she II be back in a week, sick enough
of this, bit. of, romance !" and comforting
himself with this argument, he sat down to
his sumptuous morning meal, ~
And so the squire and his household fell
into their old ways again, never doubling
but that Laura would soon be back.
But the first week, passed away and 20
Laura came then they said, ."',she will
surely come next week. Aud so, week
after week passed on, The soft April
grass grew into the tall, fragrant June hay,
and still she did not come. "1'he squire
missed a .sirliSh figure at bis table, and a
light step and merry voice in the airy
rooms. His, wife had been sleeping in Orr
vile cemetery many, many years so long
that Laura had only faint recollection of
fair, patient face, and q few kind words
Of baby talk, - and that was all. She.
had never known mothers care since her
infancy g.
1t was very lonesome in the. old house
now, and the squire gradually left his easy.
char and morning. paper to. work with
the hands in the field, or sit, In the even
ing, upon the long piazza Of the village tag-
ern and watch the Orryille stage as it
Numbered down the turnpike road, hoping
to see Laura coming back, But she dM
not come. 80,
o"Woald she meyer Gomez" he thought.
Had She, indeed, left her old father alone
IN his age and ihfrmity q; Then he
thought q. lis liarshness 10 her, and he
could but admit that his punishment was
just: 80.
by jove, boys, there's Miss Lyon $
new appTeatice si!!ipg by the wi window !!
Come and see her, .o...o.. ~
Henry Barton leaned lazily out Of the
open window, and stared impndenty down
into Geat little sewing -ropfi:, which had
the misfortune to be located directly .oppo-
site, and bnt a few feet distant from the
b ~ - Jenadfoffice ' ls 5;t ,'''i
as she pretty? p qaericd half 4 dozen
voices
fsYes, ~, was the reItlys pretty as a
doll" And then he added, in a half seri
Gus tone, -'WN'endefif She engaged 7" :,
| ''Let me zee her, please saidb 4 hand,
some young man, leaving bis case, and al
vapcing to tiie window
Now, Frank, you 90 away This is NY
| ladye love, b. RICH, Of discovery. II let
| YOU look, low yer, he added playfuiy, as
| he turned away to his work.
/ frank 0ddertlank stood long time At
tho window lie might have been looking
OYER the acres OF dusty, sun scorched roofs,
to the dry, withered up groves beyond or
/ I've might have been listening to the dig
cordant ltsnes of hand organ, playing
] Yankee Doodle" in the street below ;
and he might possibly have been hooking
over certain low roof. nearly covered by a
huge skyslight,. At 4 slender, graceful figure,
] sitting ut an open window. ees =
! The dark, hazel eyes were fixed upon the