The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1872-12-07
sympA.hY, though her tnce preW suddenlY

sympathy, though her iace grew suddenly
rosy, and Il required some alfort to betray
no dlscomposure.
mo, air, there's not much harm done
l am thankful It Is no worse"
$50 am l, Some one might have been
killed by IT," he answered gravely, steal.
Ing curious glance OF the charred bar
rel, meanwhile, and pondering Teddy's
remark, Not very well yGrsed In mil
linery matters was Cade Barclay. A sis.
ter he had never had, and hfs mother
had been dead nearly q year. Where the
neat Qusker.lke bOnnels she had worn
during her lifetime came from. it never
occurred 10 him 10 inquire. But he felt
tolerably certain that they had not been
coDjured out ofa barrel In the back yard.
He knew that there were no places where
snch articles were sold, and tancled that
most ladies bought them. Brewing them
at home In barrels, over fire, struck
him as rather an original plan, and he
strongly suspected, Teddy's lament taken
into account that 1t indicated shortnees
OF funds. He was very sorry for the mis-.
chief his rolling stone had caused, and
this particular part Of 1t seemed the most
difficult to remedy.
"You must let me compensate as far as
possible Tor the trouble | have Cansed
you" he began; but Miss Jemima SO
quickly and decidedly declared the injury
OF no consequence that there was moth.
ing more 10 be said. His honest heart
was still perplexing itself over the prob
lem when Q small speciman Of the canine
race presented itself to view, and Teddy
caught It up.
This Is my dog; he came 10 live with
Us without nobody asktn' him. Aunt Jem
don't like him much cause he amt a
Newtounder; he's a rat terror"
"Ah! is he" said Mr.. Barclay, be-
coming suddenly interested. Such an
animal Is very useful about q mill some
times, where there are great many rats
and mice. l wouldn't mind giving five
dollars for him iiyou were willing 10 let
him go. Would you sell him for that 7"
"Yes, SIR" answered Teddy, promptly;
and q bill was pressed into tho little
palm, and the dog transferred to its new
owner. ...
Miss Jemima viewed this proceeding
rather doubtiully; still, as she was moi
consulted in the matter, and the gentle.
man appeared as much interested In the
bargain as Teddy himself, she did not
quite see how TO interfere. The dog
might be valuable; she really did not
know. Mr.. Barclay seemed wonderfully
well satisfied with himself, and held last
to his purchase as II it were rare prize,
while he discussed with Miss Jemima the
removal oithe ponderous ornament from
the front yard
"You will, at least, let me come and
help put this garden in order" he said,
as he turned awsy-a proposition she
could not really have declined, even if he
had given her q chance to do so, which
he did not.
snow, Aunt Jem, now you can have
bonnet; and not an old smoked one,
either," said Teddy.
And Aunt Jem did havea new bonnet
"a pretty white chip, with fresh, spring.
like green ribbons, that it seemed q posi-
tive luxury 10 her to put OF. You would
think respectable bonnet could scarcely
be purchased for so small sum. Nj.
Barclay had entertained some fears on
that subject too, though he offered as
high as he dared for the dog; but he was
perfectly satisfied when he saw her come
into church the next Sunday, leading Rob
and Teddy. Was she to blame for en-.
joying the whole service better, because
Of those soft, becoming ribbons that tram.
ed her pretty brown hair and quiet face?
No; she did not think about the bonnet;
she only felt it; but when she was at home
again, slowly untying the string before
her little mirror, she whispered softly TO
herself, II do believe the great love that
blesSes all our lives cares for our happi-
ness even In such little things as these,
else all this wouldn't have happened so
strangely"
1t took good many evenings to get
those tlower.beds into perfect order again
but MIR. Barclay preserved in his work
with praiseworthy fidelity; and having
bestowed so much labor upon them, it was
natural that he should feel more than
ordinary interest In them, and visit them
frequently all through the summer.
There were many happy evenings spent
in the tiny mOon.lit portico, with the
conversation wandering to deeper than
floral subjects; as he learned to look upon
the spot as a little haven of peace, and
gentle, thoughtful, unselflsh. Aunt Jem
as the pleasantest OF companions. So It
happened that when the autumn came he
had won her consent TO his taking care of
her lower.beds and buying her new bon
nets always.
Aunt Hester, who, Ike many another
worthy lady, was unconscious worshiper
Of succes, greatly approved Of Mr.. Barclay.
She was very gracious in her commen-
dation ofthe new arrangement, remarking
with an unwonted attempt at facetious.
ness, that she did not know that she could
"eVer believe again that rolling stones
gather no moss"