The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1870-09-08

Bni hiOdueu III Her bleep.
Going home for the holidays wa.
now The all-absorbing topic among the
girls. In spite Of herself, tears would
rise to Violets eyes when she heard
them talking ofthe pleasure they would
have and the joy of seeing home friends
again. The only home Violet had wa
with an aunt who lived in distan
state, too far away to admit of her stay.
ing any length of time and returning
during the two weeks allotted for thc
vacation. Mr. and Mrs. Brentford had
invited her to stay at the Seminary as
their guest during the holidays. Sht
expected to be very lonely though. All
the girls with the exception of two Of
three were going away, as were also
most of the teachers. The morning
after the concert, being Saturday, In
dia went to the parlor and sat down by
the window. Professor Morton was
sitting on a sofa some distance off.
professor" said India, after a while,
"are you going home for the holidays7"
"No Miss Lester, l have no home"
"But you will not stay here during
ell that time p
81 expect to-"
India arose and left the parlor. "Vi-
olet will remain too," thought She
Then going to her room where Violet
was busily writing, she said: "Violet,
my dear, you must spend the holidays
with me. No objections" she said
playfully, as Violet was about to speak.
"But, India, your guardian"
"Will be delighted to have you
come"
Greatly L" but the sentence was
stopped by kiss.
~ will have no answer but yes"
said India, and Violet accepted the in
vitation.
About q week from this time India
was told that there was a gentleman in
the parlor who wished to see her. She
went down and found Mr.. Rich
mond, her guardian.
81 declare, my DEAR" he said, hold
ing her off at arms length. 81 had no
idea how beautiful you really are. But
there is one thing that will always mar
your beauty, that is the scornful ex-
preston about your mouth" and he
pressed his finger on her short upper
lip.
India laughed. "Your compliments
generally end in that way Guardy; my
sallow complexion used to be the draw
back; but now that has given place to
healthier one, and you must fieeds
find something else to find fault with"
"Well, well, guess you'll do any
way" he said, looking at her affection
ately. Mr.. Richmond was fne-look-
ing old gentleman of sixty-fve. He
had a round, rosy smiling face, which
told that if his hair was whitened by
years, there had been nothing in those
years to embitter his life.
"Would MT you like to see Violet 2"
said India, after some further converse.
ton.
eyes, certainly; where is she ?" In
dia went out and'in a few moments, re-
turned with her roommate. MrRich-
mond greeted her cordially, and said
he was very glad that she had accepted
his wards invitation, Mr.. Brentford
came in after a short time. 1t has been
said that they we're old friends.
''Do you remember George Morton!"
said Mr.. Brentford, after they had
talked awhile.
"George Morton9 of course l do
Poor fellow, he has been dead many a
long year. A truer friend never lived"
"HiS son is teaching here"
1mpossible! l didn't think he was
old enough. He was a mere child
when ! last saw him."
"Time flies rapidly to old people like
you and me-" said Mr.. Brentford,
laughing.
"Now how long has it been since
you last saw him ?"
"Lets see-about eighteen years
Upon my word I didn't think it was SO
long. remember it was about a year
before Georges death that l visited
him"
"Sidney was four or five years old at
that time" said Mr.. Brentford.
"Sidney, that was his mothers maid
en- name. I should like to see him. Is
he here o.
"He is in my Office" Mr., Brentford
went to the door, spoke few words to
the young man, brought him in and
presented him to Mr. Richmond.
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