Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1871-10-12

come at all
i don't think So said Aunt Desire.
with faint. sweet smile. that remind
ed me OF the perfume of flowers long
pressed in book. Let Sail sit in
her chimney corner. and make smooth
the way for my old feet and the little
ones 10 tread. She is fitting herselfto
bc IA good woman. which is better
thing (becausc less selfish) than a
gooi wife. Her lover will conc some
time
i wonder how he will look 2 said |.
II he is the right man. said Aunt
Desire, he should have light hair and
blue eyes, because yours are black.
He must be Of hopeful and sanguine
temper, because YOU are inclined TO
look on the dark side
IL he comes with glass slipper il,
his hand, YOU will be the fairy god
mother, said |.
The prince did not come said Mrs.
Obenreiser, till the godmother had
taken Cinderella to the ball He didn't
see her first in her chimney corner
% thou of little faith = said Aunt
Desire. 'Sadi's lo~er is TO be thrown
from his horse. or more likely his car
riage, in front of this house, and
brought in on board and laid at her
feet. When he opens his eyes and
looks into hers, full OF sublime pity
and SYMPATHY
The rest Of this story is TO be found
in the next number said /. suddenly.
putting out Aunt Des'r res prophet fire
'Matrimonv is the one god of women.
and you are its prophet
When Mrs Obenreiser was gone j..
Aunt Desire sat long time smiling
over her knitting.
Fifty years was 4 long time 10 wait,
| said. after awhile.
i was not waiting at all. Twas
hard at work all the time. | had my
little disappointment, and buried It
decent,v, and from tha. time took
more interest in mems wives than in
themselves. Those few pleasant weeks,
when the sight of nv wrinkled face
began TO stir up the ember, of his old
regard for me. were sort of reward
Of merit-something 10 make little
glow in my heart when thought OF it,
but t was free gift from above, not
asked for nor expected
Have you had happy life, Aunt
Desire.'
Yes. Sal. II had TO do it over
again. dot know that would alter
q single thread; but suffered a good
deal because of people Ike Mrs. OUen
relser-as YOU ii :. ~ H.
I'm Il. nf 1t. Thought tny - (
the pny gtrl th.t ever va, silly euongh
" msnd It.
'-\il women mini H. IL Il vul gar
orur.ty, that has dllrcn many a glr,
INTO an unhappy IN marriage b-it don't
think of II. Go and cut tile birthday
cake, aad, above all things don't pity
Yourself. Remember what you reai
10 me about Cltharine ll.-she MAS
too proud TO be unhappy
Il am not unhappy | said, with
sDtne scorn.
Il know you are not now, but it is a
very fascinating habit to fall into
After the cake had been cut and
eaten. and all the children laid away
for the night, some thoughts came
back 10 Inc that always made the blush
dri not need Mrs. Obenre,ser TO sug.
grst thai il was time Tor me TO marry,
if meant 10 do 50 at all, only my own
thought had not taken precislv tha,
form. hungered and thirsted tor u
love that should be wholly mine-no,
shared with dozen others. | had
enough 10 do in my orphaned family 10
occupy all nv best years, but the sore
spot. which Mrs. Obenreiser was al
ways probing, was the fact that no one
had ever shown the least sign of love
TO me out of Dy kindred.
Aunt Desires confession was nv
first intimation that other girls suffer
ed in the same way. had been
thoroughly ashamed Of the feeling that
| thought it must be something new
under the sun. Continually said u
myself. at such times Il don't want
10 marry that isn't it at all | only
want somebody to say i love you as
if he meant it,
Even our little baby four years old,
had her little nettle ready to sting me.
What is an old maid!' she asked
one day.
"A happy woman, said Aunt Desire.
WHY? asked I.
Cause l heard Tom tell Mr. Justin
that Aunt Desire was an old maid, and
you we're going 70 be. l guess it's
nice. will be one too
How long do people keep up that
sort Of talk about girl| l said to
Aunt Desire.
They kept it up with me till l was
about fortyT
And am twenty-six-only fourteen
years.
Just the time that Jacob courted
Rachel, and it seemed to him but one
day, for the love that he bore her.
wonder how long it seemed to her
Du you oic luctetct tuah l ever WIS
You may count at least five years
more
We had busy spring that year ! the
children seemed To have out2rown all
their clothes in body. They could
not spare me five minutes in the day
wherein to be di>consolate if my heart
had been set upon it ever so much.
went out for a walk the first warm day.
and as ! entered the gate ON my return
| saw an unusual commotiOn about the
house. The front door stood open. and
the doctor was just going in. while the
faces Of neighbors appeared at different
windows.
oh. what is it'' l asked, breath.
lessly.
He has had his hand torn on q
wheel, but it won't be fatal
Who? Who!'
Your brother Tom. He went into
the factory, and was careless that's