The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1870-08-26

sHe WOULD cOIne, DuL \ lold ueI uV
knew the amount OF gallantry / should
feel obliged to use, and preferred
that my first visit should be like the
old ones r. ~ s.s.s@5 sq..5s ,..4e
"You are right. We are better
pleased to have it so, are we not, JAN
ct 2" ...
His call heightened itself into two
hours, and during the time he told
pleasing stories and chatted like the
boy of by-gone days, but not once did
Margaret's or Lettie's name pass his
lips. fs M .f
When he went away he met them
coming, with disappointed faces, from
the parlor, where they had been wait
ing for him but he only lifted his
hat and passed out. Then Grandma
and Janet received sound scolding,
such as only these two knew how to
give, and the shadows OF discomfort
again fell on Janet's spirit. ,
| All, that long, cheerless winter =
What story Janet could tell you of
dissappointments, of happy parties Of
which she had no share, of moonlight
rides, of JOY and merriment! She
had only that one comforter, kind, pa
tient grandma, for now that Austin
Bosworth had come, the way was hard
er than before. ,a
He came and escorted Lettie to par
ties, and sometime chatted with grand
ma, but nothing more. She saw moth
ing more. She did not, as usual
catch the good natured smiles he gave
her from the sleigh as he rode away
and Lettie never told her how often he
asked for her.
Alone with grandma, Janet wished
for better things, and wondered why
she was SO barshly dealt with.
At last even the society of her good
aged comforter was denied her. and in
her bed the old lady gradually faded
away. Day aud night Janet sat be-
side her with the knowledge that she
was beyond earthly waiting up.
on her. yielding to her childish whims,
and shutting out everything youthful
and beautiful from her sight.
| Playing household angel" Marga.
ret said.
Working for grandma's fortune oi
old shoes and wors:ed stockings" Let
tie cruelty addeI.
Doing her duty by the faithful wo
man who had taken the three mother
less children into her heart, and filled
the lost ones place, so far as God per
mitted, her own heart said, and stead
lily she worked on.
i The first of May brought invitations
} to the last ball at the Bosworth House
and while the two elder sisters laid on
! the finery, Janet folded her tiny mis-
J siye aud hid it away next to her hear
as Il sacred bit of paper bearing
Austin's firm, broad chirography upol
|. lit.
That night grandma was very i'll
J and when Margaret and Lettie futter
ed in with their gay dresses, Jane
met them and almost forcibly put then
! out of the room.
II beg you, girls, to have little re
, lspect for poor grandma she is Yer.
: i'll tonight"
Nonsense Don't be a fool, Jan
ct ; anybody would think she was dy
ing"
, II believe she is"
r Their reply came in violent slar
, OF the door, and Janet was left alon
7 with her patient.
5 The hours dragged YEARLY, an,
: overcome by her long, sleepless watch
es, Janet fell asleep.
4 Two hours later she awoke with
: start, and in an instant she saw tha
E dread change in her grandma's face
: Like one in dream, she walked
her fathers door, and awakened hin
: "Father, grandma is worse. bt
t lieve her dying. You must 60 to d.
i Berne. You will find him at the bal
Go quickly T.
b She went back, and sat there wear
b ly waiting for something-for sount
sign from the dying woman; bt
4 none came. Slowly, but perceptibl,
d the lines settled around the pleasaI
mouth, and the hard shadows crel
= over the placid face, but no sound il
0 sued from the pale ps.
; Janet bent her head. There was
Q faint futter-no more, and Jan,
e clasped her hands. Would grandn
a die there before her eyes and new,
speak to her.
eel She caught the cold hand in her ow
n and cried aloud:
o Grandma, speak to me speak
poor little Janet! Don't you hear m
grandma?"
,r But grandma heard not. The chi
IS illness of death had settled down, ar
70 even as she knelt there the breath fe
and Janet was alone.
s. She understood it all when 81
p arose, and she sank back half faintir
in the arm chair, near the bed.
J., "Janet, my poor darling " 4
She lifted her head. Austin Bo
= worth was leaning over her.
'e my little girl Why did You n
r send word to me tonight, and let n
ie share your sorrow?"
t. "You, Austin p
IN Eyes, have NOT. All, fo
to give me This is no time or place.
missed you as have always miss'
er you, but thought it was your ov
te pleasure to remain at home. VIII
your father came in with whit
1t frightened face, and whispered to 3
RS Berne, I knew you were in trouble.
ne came at once, and Janet, I shall n
es again leave you"
Is She knew his meaning, and did n
put him away, when he held her clio