Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1870-11-30

Hang your health You'll find an IN
saiubrious climate, if you go against my
wishes, Do you understand now?"
Il ffa;ter myself that do, father. How
long will Miss Wakefield remain ?"
Only week. Then you can go where
you please. Remember, now."
Il will try, father but you know my
memory in short. -
You just try it this time" Samuel Bar
nabee, threateningly, as he left the room,
feeling sure. that John, for once, was con-
quercd. But he was not. The very next
day he was missirgs
Gone into the country" was Mrs. Bar
nabee' s reply to her husband.
Iii disinherit him before m a day ol
der y exclaimed the angry father. No |
won't, either he added, Immediately.
II Il wait awhile. Wife, have my valise
packed; I'm going off to find somebody to
help take care of these young ones
Mr.. Samuel Barnabee took the first
morning train, and was gone three days.
Dear dear! dearl such chase as have
had! Ii | have been in one town, I've
been in dozen !, Dear dear r.
Did you see John p asked Mrs, Barna-
bee.
NO; nor don't want to. I went after a
girl. Dear dearr'
You did rot find one, then?''
Yes did, too and she will be here
next week, Let's see her name isis
Mortmain
Miss Nortmain arrived bunctually.
why, Samuel I'm afraid she will not
suit us, said Mrs. Barnabee she is SO very
young"
Well wife, we'll try her awhile. I
guess she Ism so young as she looks Wen
try her a week or two. By the way, Miss
Wakefield won't come this week Sick, |
guess. | saw her father. That rascal John,
I'll not let him know next time.
Notwithstanding her misgivins, Mrs.
Barnabee was well pleased with Miss Mort
main. With face surprisingly beautiful
and a sunny disposition was united a love
for children which made the care of them a
pleasure and won the confidence of the lit |
easy, for 1t has been truly said that the way /
to mothers heart is through her children. |
John veutured back after 4 two weeks |
absence
Has she gone. mother?" he asked, the |
moment he stepped into the house.
She has not been here, John. Sickness,
| think your father said. -
John WAS vexed, but he laughed.
Il do not wish the lady any ILL., said he, |
but if | could have my say [ should hope |
that sick ness, or something else, might keep |
her away. at least until am married, If |
ever | decide to risk my happiness in such |
way
why JOHN BEnabee p
There, mother, don't be shocked at my
nonsense. But who is that young lady | !
see with the children
Miss Mortmaiu. She takes Miss Wal
dron's place
'Humph She is a child herself" said
he, turning away, yet not without second /
look at the bright young face
Mr. Samuel Barnabee appeared to take |
seemed to have lost his fault finding pro
tlivities.
But John was not alarmed. Accustomed |
to his father idiosyncracies from the era
die, lie felt sure that this new phase would !
explain itself in time And he had anoth
er matter to accupy his mind. Miss Ella |
Mortmaln had awakened an interest in his
hitherto obdurate heart; but he met with |
no encouragement. While she seemed |
grateful for his attentions, she kept him in |
q state of anxious suspense by her cold and |
stately dignity But he was not disheart
ened
Il ,ciU win her." thought he II must
win her love- Samuel Barnabee could not
or would not see the danger, while to his !
wife it was very obvious.
John, said she, Il fear that you are
doing wrong l do not know what your
father will say when he knows it. You |
know he is determined that Ella Wakefield |
shall be your wife. -
And am determined that she shall not,
mother. cannot be dictated to in a mat
ter that relates to my own happiness.
But you ought to let your father know
it."
Il shall not tell him, mother
Then must, John.
Il do not object only it may make it
unpleasant for Miss Mortmain. However, |
do as you think best, mother. Whatever |
he NAV say will not affect me iu the least.
so far as my resolution to marry the woman
of my choice is concerned.
Mrs. Barnabee felt that it was her duty
to inform her husband, yet it was very
unpleasant task.
Wants to marry the governess, does
he ?" exclai med Mr.. Barnabee, growing
very red in the face. IN show him
Where is the young rascal?'
I'm the library with Miss Mortmain and
the children but wouldn't go there now.
Il shall go just this minute" said he,
waddling to the door. I'm know what's
what. Dear dear ~
John was sitting at the window.
He held an open book in his hand, but he
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