Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1870-11-11

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At last the young man took after Lucy;
and the light-footed little mink gave him
chase round The barn. and then dashed
away through the door into the moon
light, he after her, and the ring of her
silver laugh was the last that WAS heard
Of little Lucy.
In the confusion. nobody missed thom.
Tho whole company went to supper soon.
and more than half an hour had passed,
when Enoch came and took hold of Jobs
coat sleeve. They stepped outside the
kitchcndoor together, and then Enoch
said in an agita,ed whisper:
For heavens sake, whore is Cousin
Lucy? that fellow Allen has disappeared.
too. Can il be she is playing one of her
pranks? Father has gone to bed. Don't
speak to mother yet. Get = light and
come up to her room with me-"
Tho two brothers slipped noisclessly up
the staircase into Lucy's chamber, where
the moonlight Was lying quietly upon the
carpet. Everything seemed just as usual
only n note lag on tho bureau, addressed
to Uncle Dorset. in Lucy's pretty, girlish
handwriting. Enoch snatched it and tore
it open. II ran rs follows:
Don't be cross and scold mo; that's
dear am going to marry Charley Farms
worth. He isn't Mr.. Allen at ALL think
pa has been very cruel to'ard Charley.
lie wouldn't let him come to The house,
because he was so wild once. But now
Charley has reformed anil don't drink
drop; and If he couldn't get into business
am suro it wasn't his fault, poor fellow.
The only business he had in Middletown
was seeing me. Maybe you will think ]
am 10 blame but do love Charley 10
distraction, and We mean to get married
this very night. Nobody ncedt follow US,
Tor it will be too late"
Perhaps Enoch uttered al oath at any
rate. he crushed the note in his hand
$50 down stairs job said he. land try
and keep the folks agoing. Get up a
dance, If you can. Don't tell mother
quite yet. will put Ickc on one OF the
larn-horses and we can bring tho crazy
/ girl 10 her sans& The fellow looked TO
me ike a sneak, and dare say he is after
Uncle Iloracc's money. Won't the old
gentleman iumc though"
Enoch ten minutes later was spurring
along the moonit road. when he caught
sight of iluttering garment among the
trees by the way.
"Who is there" he called out sharply.
/ A. no answer came, he alighlcd, took the
bride over his arm, and pushed into the
/ shadows.
IT. me. Nancy Raynor," said 4 faint
voice.
You. Nancy. out alone this time Of
night, Did you sec anybody pass hero
halt an hour back? ?' he asked, hurricdy.
Il am afraid my cousin, Lucy Malcolm,
has made fool ci herself aud gone oil
with n scamp who has been hanging
round here ever since she came.
Nancy had often thought in just what
scornlul tones she would speak to Enoch
Dorset, if he ever Glanced to he humilia.
ted in her presence but now the vinjc-
tiyencss had vanquished.
"And do YOU care 50 very much about
her?" she asked ia faltcrng voice.
Il don't care in the way you think {!
do Nancy" and Enoch's better nature
asserted itself. The only girl ever
really cared for was you and | was
fool and a coxcomb. thought | could
play with you; and whom | wanted to
come back, you were like ice toward me-
OF course, | deserved it, deserve that
you should never speak to me again
"Oh, Enoch How miserable | havc
BEEN" sobbed Nancy, rs her head vert
down. Enoch found n moment in which
TO comfort her beforo he leaped again on
his horse and darted away after the iugi
tiyes. But they were not found that
night The next day Lucy came, with
her graceless husband, and threw herself
at Uncle Dorset's feet, and begged him
to ntercede with her father. He could
not help promising anything when Lucy
had her arms around his neck and so he
did ntcrccdc, and the Old man rclentcd
in lew months, and Lucy was taken
back into favor. The little cherub that
sits up alott has never deserted her, and
Charley has turned out better than could
have been expected. He takes care OF
the babies, and is good to his hyaway
wife, and makes iokes how he won her
with the rcd ear in that old huskin g-bee.
When Nancy married Enoch. folks said
she WAS too good for him. And so she
wa. but she has helped to make him
man, and Enoch would be ready to shoot
anybody who should even hint that he
does not love his wife dearly.
OuR RECIPE FOR CURING MEAT.-To
one gallon oil water, l-2 lbs. OF salt, l-2
10 of sugar, l.2 OF. OF saltpetre, 3 oz. OF
potash. In this ratio the pickle TO DO in
creased to any quantity desired. Let