Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1871-12-21

mered and plates of acknowledgements
ed butternuts and hickory nuts. For
Miss Hepsy did not believe in the
modern custom of bringing on the
desert as a separate and independent
affair.
Let folks see what they've got be-
fore 'em to eat at once she said, and
manage matters accordingly. That's
my doctrine
With last glance at the royal bird,
the turkey. now peacefully browning in
the huge brick oven, and dispensing a
most savory oior around his funeral
pyre' Miss Hepsy hurried to the win
dow to look up the road, now half
obscured by the veil of iinttering
snow.
They'd ought 10 be here pretty
soon, she said rehectively. Did YOU
tell EN- dinner was at twelve, erdctiy.
Elam,'
Elam. who was sitting by the fire,
evidently i'll ut ease in his new blue
suit, nodded, and poked the back log
with his loot.
Miss Hepsy chuckled gleefullv.
'uow Rachel will stare TO be sure
And If 'twant the luckiest thing YOU
happened to be out there with the Ian
tern just at the precise minute the
stage passed tell We what, Elan,
CUES. we two'll hey To live it out to-
gether, old batchelor and old maid.
neither of Us help It,
Miss Iepsy settled A little.
Vow, Elan Barstow, you know that
amt 50. never tellcd We the hall
story bout Squire Lounsbcrry-'
Il know it well enough interrupted
Mr. Barstow, rather ungraciously !:
how YOU and Selma Fainwcather pull
ed caps bout him, and how finally he
gave YOU both the slip. an went of
and married Ruth Ann Parker, out to
Danhurv.'
Miss flcpsv bit her lip.
'Elam Barstow,' she bcgan-but
luckily for honest Elan the storm about
! 10 break on his devoted head was
avertrt by his sister happening 70 spy
through the window her approaching
guests, and stopping short in her
wrathfnl oratory, she ran to open the
| big front door and bawled a welcome
/ long ere the comers could hear it.
| DO come in she shouted Hospitality
/ pulling plump Mrs. Rivers across the
threshhold, I'm proper glad 70 see vou.
Walk IN. Squire, and YOU too, Rachel.
lou look jests's pretty as posv to-
day, with the snow all over your hood.
Mss liepsy was undeniablv right.
Rachel did look flower like in her fresh,
bright lovcliness. Her best dress was
nothing extraordinary simple Grim
son delalne, with snow white linen
bands at the throat and wrists, and a
/ little gold brooch forming her only
ornament but not all the MORE antique
or velvet that ever glistcucd behind the
plate-gtas~ windows OF Broadway
maIsons dc mode. could have improved
her appearance.
sit down sit down before the fire !,
said Miss lIepsy. Elan take Mr.
Rivers hat. DO let me rid YOU of Your
shawl. Mrs. Rivers. RacncI you just
90 into the front room you're young
an want 20 tiX up little, likely ami
there's a fire there GO-qulck I
Il can take on my thing, just !, well
here, Miss IIcpsy'
'Dh, shaw, no YOU can't. Herc-in
there.
Rachel wondered little at Mi.-
lirp~v evident anxiety to gtt her int,
tn front room, but concluded tha
probably there was a new carpet oi
curtains, or something which the house.
keeper had on exhibition. so She wake
SLOWLY III, with her shawl on her arm.
and untvlng her hood Il, sAc went
Yes, Mis-, llep-y Barstow had some
thing there, but il vas neither ,... ,,.t-
curtains, nor new china vases. Al,
RAchers astoni>hcd glance fell on "A tail
good-lookIng man, who stood before tht
blazing hearth, looking down upon hcI
with world OF happy mischief ia hi
brilliant black eyes.
And the next moment he had caugh
her III his arms. smothcring her aston
ished cry with shower OF geuuincI,
lovcrlikc kisses
I Ath'hN'. NV NV NltlI Illtit- DtbS
som"
Charlie Wayland.'
For il was Charities self, bronzcd An,
travel-worn, and perhaps a tritle NOR,
self reliant and digntitd, but the sam,
hcr long years ago.
Did YOU think | was never comm.
back, Rachel: Did YOU begin to fame,
] | faf-aI l.. =.
could but know how have looked Tor
ward to this hour
Il have sometimes fancicd vou nigh
he dead. Charles. she answered simply
but | never thought YOU false
He folded her mutcly To his breast
and there was silence Tor minute o
two.
4 have come back to stav. now
Rachel, he said quietly. Il went ava,
~ seek my fortune, and have found ii
There sh all be no more parting, dear
Does Elan know" whispered Rach
cl.
Elan brought Inc home here las, nigh
when l alighted, chilled and half treae,
with the cold. He would not allow IN,
to 90 to your house, but told me that
must spend Thanksgiving with him
/
meath his roof. Bless the old fellow
noble heart. | believe he is nearly A
happy now as l am
Rachel WINGED "a little; the rose deep
ened on her satin cheek; but in her in
most heart she too could have invoh et
blessings upon the sturdy farmer VIII,
hau loved her 50 dearly and 50 utt.rl,
in vain; while Charles Wayland. uncor
scious OF what was passing through hi
betrothed's mind. went on:
For years | have suffered all tn,
pangs OF homesickness among the orang,
groves and scented breezes OF the Span
ish wales; no,c shall spend Thank
giving in spirit and in truth in my ow,
old New England home. Oh, Raw, i
you could but know how beautiful th,
rugged mountain looks, with the bleal
crags and draperies of pine forest!-i
You could feel the exultaut leap OF m
heart when the first snow-f flakes bey,,i
to drift down among the yellow leaves
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