Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1871-02-14
LANCASTER, WISCONSIN, TUESDAY FEBRUARY H. 1871

tastdous. Jennie drew again the
little boat with misspelt name. And
this time she added five words: The
masters place is rGcant'
And quite late in the afternoon.
the reply was left at the door: 4
am an applicant for the Uacnnt place, il
y0a nil take that of masters mate"
GOOD" cried the doctor ;;"I always
advocated giving women every hber-
ty IN these matters"
But | will stump you yet doctor,
said Hubert: That evening Cough
was to lecture in the village, and my
friend went, not to hear Cough, but
to see Miss Jennie Morton at dis
lance. Somehow in the stupefaction
OF revived hope be had not thought
OF going to the house to see her yet
He had postponed his departure and
had thrown away his scruples.
Knowing how much opposition he
would have to contend with, he
thought, if he thought at all, that be
must proceed with caution. But
some time after the lecture began he
discovered the Morton family with
out Jennie Slowly it all daw ned up
on him. She was at home waiting
tor him He was near the front ofthe
church in which the lecture was held,
and every inch of aisle was full of
people. To get out was not easy.
But as he thought of Jennie waiting
IL became u matter Of life and death.
If the house had been on fire he
would not have been more intent on
making his exit He reached the
door, be passed the happiest evening
OF his life, only to awake TO sorrow,
forJ ennie's father is dead set against
the match"
"He has no right to interfere" said
the doctor vehemently. "You see |
stand by my principles"
"But if tell the story out l am a
afraid you would not" said Hubert
why, isn't it done ?"
Il beg your pardon doctor, for
having used little craft. L had
much at stake. / have disguised this
story in its details But it is true,
am the hero"
The doctor looked quickly towards
his daughter. Her head was bent
low over her booS. Her long hair
hung about it like curtain, shut
ting out all view of the face. The
doctor walked to the other window
and looked out. Hubert sat like a
mummy. After a minute DR.. Hood
spoke.
"Cornelia !"
She lifted face that was afame
Tears glistened in her eyes, and |
doubt not there was a prayer in her
heart.
"You are brave girl. l had 9TH
or plans. You had a right to choose
for yourself. God bless you both.
But it's great pity Hu is not
lawyer. He pleads we'll" So say
ing ne put on his hat and walked
out.
This is the conversation that HUI
bert repeated to me that day sitting
in bis own little parsonage in Alien
vile. A minute after his wife came
in. She had been prescribing for
the minor ailments of come poor
neighbors, She took the baby from
the crib, and bent over her till that
same long hair curtained mother and
child from sight.
81 think" said Hubert. "that Won
folks who write love stories make a
great mistake in stopping at mar
riage. The honeymoon never truly
begins until conjugal affection is en-
riched by this holy partnership of
loving hearts in the life of a child.
The climax of a love story is not the
wedding. 1t is the baby !"
"What do you call her" | asked.
"Hope," said the mother.
"HOpe Valentine" added the faith
er, with significant smile.
"And you spell the Hope with an
"a | believe" l said.
you naughty HUI = said Mrs Cor
nelia. You've been telling. You
think that love story is interesting
to others because you enjoy it 50
much !"