Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-09-22

But how be We going to get your
potato crop into the ground 2 he de-
manded women can't plow.'
Il don't know whey they can't,
said Miss Bell, argumentativcly.
Because they a.e women, said the
conservative farmer. Amt that rea-
son enough!'
Not by any MEANS said Miss Bell.
Il am going 10 follow the example
of the German women, who work out
in the open fields just like men. Ger
many il great country
| Il should think it must be- said Mr..
Tully, obviously.
| And he took his leave, after some
very kindly meant advice, which Miss
Bell resolved mentally not to take
SO the days went on ut Elm Brook
by which euphonious title Miss Martin
had decided TO call her farm-until one
evening, returning from survey of
her premises, she came on Katie APP
pleton leaning over the stile talking
to somebody in the twilight.
Katie = she cried, warningly, as the
conscience-stricken little damsel tiut-
tered toward her with both hands full
of the lovely pink blossoms Of the wild
azalea, was that Il man you were
talking to !!
lit was only the rector fall
tered Katie, to know why we weren't
at church last month
Miss Bell was not exactly satisfied
with her cousins cxplations. but she
said nothing. Verbal silence, however
does not restrict the freedom Of
thought, and within herself Bell Mart
in was BY no means at ease.
The rector she repeated "A rect
or Is only a man after all, and | should
think Katie had enough Of the false
hearts and hollow professions Of men
But there it is--some people will new
er learn by experience
And between the obstinacy of her
Mercer potatoes, which absolutely
declined To come up. and the ill-advis-
cd thoughtlessness' Of Katie in per-
sisting in any intercourse with the
forbidden ranks, Miss Bell was really
| quite misel able that night.
She had cause 10 be more miserable
| yet in a day or two, for in hand-to
| hand encounter with refractory p,g.
which had the greedy taste to prefer
the vegetable garden to the prcci nen.s
Of its own pen, she spraided her ankle.
a. ~.
groand, when, bv dint of much forti-
tude and resolution, she had hobbled
20 the old chintZcovered lounge.
Don't You think, hazardei Kate,
that we had better send for the rect
! orr
the rector, indeed J. cried Bell,
irascibly. | think doctor would be a
great deal more 70 the purpose.'
| The doctor came, ana 50 did Mr..
| Milburn, the rector, with his brother
a handsome, squarc-shouldercd man of
| forty.
i thought said Mr. Hugh Milburn,
apoloSetlcally. that you might like
some one to have an eve 70 things
around the place till you are better.
June Is bad month for worhin. far
mcrs 10 fall sick
I'm sure I'm obliged to YOU said
Bell, despondently If Katie ha ii the
spirit ola gray kitten she would at
tend to matters and things herself, bu,
she screams ifthe COW shakes her horns
and is actually afraid of the Chinese
goose.
Tie rector looked admiringlv at
Katie, whose bushes ut these enuIner-
ations of her faults were certainly ra-
tlier becoming, and Mr.. Milbu"n as
sured Bell that he would look after
the interests of her agricultural de-
mesne.
Il like that man. said the unwilling
invalid, when Hugh Milburn had gone
but to look after the cattle, and his
brother had also departed. There's
no nonsense about him.
Who, the rectory mnocently ques-
toned Katie.
No, tartly responded her cousin. Il
mean his brother, Mr.. Hugh Milburn.
The early summer dawned bright
| and soft over Elm brook. Old Spech
lie having maintained troubled exis-
tence under the board for some weeks.
suddenly decided to seti n good earnest
and divers other biddies followed her
example. Mercer potatoes sprouted
| feebly above the earth-the sweet corn
transplanted from Miss Bells earthen-
ware crooks died and make no sign,
but the later crops made the furiowed
| fields beautiful with their silvergreen
blades, and the farm throve gloriously
under the new administration.
How nice it all looks said Bell,
signing nevertheless, when she first
walked out, leaning on Mr.. Hugh
Mlburn's arm, to see the young wheat
beyond the corn lots.
Its beautiful farm in beautiful
location said Mr.. Milburn, quickly
Il have always thought l should like
just such farm as this
why don't you buy one. them 2
demanded the straight forward damsel.
What for? Am not a cipher in the
sum Of fhumanity--a solitary old bach
elor!'
But you needn't be an old bachelor.
Need l notY His blue eyes spark
led with merry amusement. This is
just what l wanted you to say, Bell.
You have trusted me with your farm
for a month, now suppose yOu trust me
with yourself for lifetime
DO you mean you want me to mar
ry you!' she asked, bluntly.
Exactly
Dear me 7 mused Bell, dropping
his arm, Il had never thought of that