The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1870-02-24

shB That was Patience lIitchjns.
1t was sitting nlorningin dog days
Nature seemed just ready to faint; and
go did Mrs. Aoseiy when from heI
chamber window she spiei Patience
Hitchins signing on the door stone. II
was bad enough that oppressive day to
discover mould in the cake chest and q
blight on the cherry trees; bsat to see
the mould and blight, embodied III Miss
Patience, crossing ones Threshold,
was great deal worse; and Mrs. Mosely
was heard by her kitten to say that she
''should give up" t.t ts Gas.1 .,
r On second thought, however, she did
no such thing; but possessing herself OF
tie camphor bott1s and touching look
dtteended to tind~-iier
g,sest seated on tn wer stair, wssrtly
tanning herself With sAef pocket hsIsi.
ksrchief, which IL was sliss Hitshins'
habit to hoist saEsa sjgnA of distress
when suffe sing ffsm ain sattack. She
laid il down across her chest, and mate.
iyssfoI,lel her hand above It while wait
ing fol her breath to overtake her, SIT
'1ieg bolt upright against the balustsss,
''S1th her veil over her face, she luoked
in, ,ler striped gown, not unlike the dig
nitied. flower Known as 'Jack.in- the.
pua1St,c q inat&re anaidef,v bf f6rty
might be likened to any Of. the floral
creation. : .'','s."3, ~, ,% .% 1f lf '}''
It may be, with her ciosed eyes, she
seemed to Daniel kilgore like the sleep
ing bem,typf his dreams, fog l,es gazed
at f,er through the doorway, with mouth
agape, for a full minute before he re-
membered TO- ask Mrs. Mosely where he
should set out that 'ere rhutarb.'
oh, wherever you eau And ROOM"
she said, too intent on reviving Miss
Patience to pay much heed to her hired
man, who stood watching her as she re.
moved her visitors bonnet aud sprink-
led her face with camphor.
"She doesn't seem to come to. Will
Inot lay her on the lounge % said he,
conlpassionately, advancing toward
Miss Patience with his bigarnas extend
ed. ,vs Au
No! MOI" cried Miss Hitchins, tofn.
ing to- rrecipi.ately, and waving him
back franticaliy with her black mitted
hands, TITS gone now; it's my
heart .f.>' '''''.
Daniel looked as aghast as though she
had made tender confession, while
Miss. Patience, rOcking back aud forth
in her own arnls, proceeded II pityJhsr-
self audibiy. s.s,s.,.s IN A..-.-g
''rhis is nothing to the tnrns i haye
sometimes. There are hours upon
hours when l am SO distressed don't
know wbetl,,.r I'm III this werld or the
next. But I'm better than deserve to
be, and feel to be thankful that l am
81 well as NM" s# D ~
you don't say so!" calculated Daniel,
awk wardly. e7-rr.e,, ,a~trt1t
Not that it would matter much if
was to die,~being O. lone woman So"
sighed Miss Patie'ice. = "A w
perhaps it would be we'll to plant
those roots before thcssnn gets hotter"
s,s;.srs.ea Mrs. Ntcsely, orrortunesy;
and Daniel retreated, his honest face
ag'"w with sympathy.
"She looks fAndling,I that'S fact, y
thought he, tenderly stroking a wilted
fhRn leaf; 'sseems Ia need chirk ing
up.,l two,lderwhoshe is, and Why she
isn't somebody clse' For Daniels
bachelor instincts yassurel ;himat the
first that Miss Hitchff1s was d spin
ster.
81 Had he lived at Quigsby, he would
have known also that she was a home
less orphan, with crushing legacy of
hypochmndrip. spending her life in an
eternal round of visiting. She settled
down like dreary fog into the avaEions
homes into which she came: yet, every
body spoke we'll Of her, for her kind
heart was brimful of sy,nmthy for the
rest Of humanity as well as herself.
She and Mrs. Moselys coming down
the, gravel walk presently, found Daniel
seated on the wheelbarrow, m,ising.@
Pm studying out a place for that
rhubarb," he explained, brisllly, his
eyes on Patience.
Now it isn'tto' be supposed for a mo-
ment that Daniel was .indulying in a
figure of speech in which ''rbubarb''
stood III. s"hfiss Hutchim,ps} lat it is
nevertheless certain that at the. very
moment oftl,eir approach he was think.
ing A'' ''"
D"I wish had home to take that
poor creetur to- for, by her own state
lnent, Patience was a lone woman,n
and Daniels heart. always softened
toward such.s 4 lssLki ~ LlIiR
In many respects that organ was like
a winter Baldwin" it was sound al
the core, It was always aglow, and re-
lpeateA bruises only made il the more
mellow. Consequently Daniel "dropped
into iove'' easI readily eas s6iias pWegg
dropped into poetry, and it had long