Wilmington daily commercial., 1872-08-10
From scribner's Monthlyl
JUMBLES.

an pgpd with shame and burning tears, llebe
uL"nJ p', nnnoliced through the door, picking
Ild, ','li ,br way n piece of the discarded cake,
n wos ms salt as Lots wife! Hardly know
,., where she went, she ran down the garden
nak and flung herself into an old fusiic seat;
3 ".I vi sre il ali, she sobbed; ''the hateful
,,,',t She found them out when was asleep,
'n'iT vI Tn,ade another batch Just like, excepting
p'l v far sugar, and now she's eating up my
sa, pos and Growing over me; and then to put
'"h an insult on the minister and Hebe,
r.i.'Ltrncd nj the violence of her sobs and the
,t1hiu,, main at her heart, tried to still her
SELF III, ,,.., ,t......
..,aiJ n tender hand on her heaying shoul-
,nr With sense of disappointment in the
"; ,ir md pity for the silly joke, as he thought
/ he Ind searched the room for her, and as
%s strpped to the door for moments respite
rrom lr clamor of the supper room, her sObs
Iprnycd her refuge to him.
"O sir, will go hOme,-I ought to have
/ ,one At once" and HeDe sprang up and ran
4 to the gate.
.,nrhrd the latch. ''Not till you have told
mc yonr trouble, dear child. | have right
n, y1ur confidence. as you have IL right at all
\ Times 10 my love and sympathy"
"And YOU don't-hate me? faltered llebe,
Welding a little cold palm into the minister's
1 hand
"Not altogether" he laughed.
liz. led her back to the seat, the great
h .vriurn bush over il was in its sweet white
nrimc of towering There, nesting mp to
Him Ikea grieved child, she told him the
true story Of the iumbles, emitting only the
sacrifice of the fourteen cents.
But to have everybody think that meant
oyrX YOU, with little catch in the breath
.vhrn love you better than any of them
4 do. even old Deacon Blddle
"Brttcr than Deacon Biddlc?"
"Oh. ever 81 much have wished, " said
Ilcln, laughing softly in the fulness of her
lmppy confidence, "lifty times, that l was
youfi little daughter to dust your books, and
Il fray for you all day long, g,-but can do Mdt
noW
And do you, Hebe?' The minister's voice
II wa, broken.
Yes, sir, said Hebe.
II "If there amt the minister settin' under the
@ vinsy-bush with lIebe Gladney," exclaimed
# Mis-. Crane, making a double-barreled spy
.as, Of her hands, and gazing out of the
# window as If the sight had horrible fasci-
Il Mlion for her.
Cant somethin he done, Deacon Biddle?'
@ "Waal, ycs," said the Deacon, squaring
If Ii, elbow and induging in that peculiarly
aHH mellow gurgle of his ''s'posin you take my
am Miss Cinthy, and we'll walk down and
# lake swing on the gate to show them how
81 Aarhing is bad example. Shall we, ma p
Wlrfcat Mother Bitldle laughcd-a mellow
II algl in lis way, too--and said "Don'i mind
8 ID, rlali Cinthy,' but Miss Crane had
fomccd away to SOW the seeds of scandal in
& mon congenial soil,
And you will not go in with me, Ilebe
anil lc me explain il to the people? | will
\ shield your aunt as much as possible" urged
& Mr. Bliss.
But IIrbe shrank from facing them again
that night: and if he would he so good as to
tI them, She would run home alone
AT the gate, followed her so far,-she
SAID midly, 81 don't know how dared to
4 lcl yuu all my heart, sir; but ii was so full,
anil You were so kind-so kind" the happy
4 itrs were gstening in Hebe's eyes.
II understand you, little daughter"
# ~ he stopped, the moonlight showed him
NJ atnmuIous sweet mouth held innocently up
u to him, but he only kissed her forehead
Goodnight, little daughter" and he laid his
Il mui in blessing ON her head.
A. She sped away down the narrow path
n onarrow that her dress wiped the dew from
Il Tie faces of daisies and dandclions - he
# Ntchcd her with new warmth at his heart,
# al scnsc of purity as If the earth had
akcn IL haptismal vow of holiness upon its
n .po, and the stars were registering ii.
As for llebe she fairly flew homeward,
Il too light-heaucd TO walk. The door was
ri open. Miss Stcbbins was wrapped in inyisi-
..y il not in slumber, and the child crept to
y her room and to bed, like bird with new
+ 'onE in its throat, which il must wait till
A morning TO practice. She tried to measure
10, ,,F sN
reality, 10 feel again each thrill of utter com
E fort and content, from the first touch of his
hand upon her shoulder-such strong and
gentle hand-to his fatherly kiss. And she
II was to be his little daughter always! But
suddenly her new happiness crumbled in her
hands to dust, the change came in breath
llehc was only fifteen, but she blushed the
bush OF twenty-one, as she hid her face in
& the pillow from the moonlight.
The next day Mr.. Bliss and Miss Crane met
upon Miss Sebbins doorstep; not by design
tar from it, However prone the minister
might he to clandestine meetings under syr
i0sa bushes, Miss Crane would not accuse
MN oi seeking tete-d-tetes with herself. Il
would be uncharitable to suspect that this
lN"l' her keener moral detective or sharp
rhrl her sense of virtue.
llrbe ushered them into Miss Stcbbins
lafIor, to which shortly descended that lady
WITH an enigmatical expression on her face
Nle bowed frigidly TO Mr.. Bliss, who sale
WIN perfect cOrdiality:
u, wv e. missed you from our party last night
Mis-, Slchbns."
=, was cleaning the communion silver
WI blSs. | may be unworthy of commu
Hloh myself, but | hope do my duty by thu
'"ygE replied the lady, severely.
'ue silver which at Miss Stebbins' owl
y request had been Contided to her care for til,
y year, was in danger of being refined quit
al""y' lor according to her own account, it
rl,yaing was the business and pleasure of he
Thank you, on behalf of the church,
ag' Nr' Bliss, and then conversation Ian
c.,l. MSs Crane had come expressly to tell Mis-
uUrpollls ~ OF the minister's 'going's on" witt
n"' mc"' Miss Stebbins was burning to hea
f Ht results Of her malice, for IIebe's lips ha
'c.l, sealed on the subject all day.
lehe, said the minister abruptly "gC
i"u. nat please; want your opinion abou
ut parsonage flower beds"
liGoe.s got an afternoons ironing to do,
'''l Miss Siebbins, sharply.
very well; my housekeeper will gladl
Jli'c I1 over md help you. | cannot wait
,ro' turning to the girl, who stood in a
IT1o,y ol hope and fear in the doorway
r uW shade of authority gave wings to he
,v. aS She mounted the stairs, and nerved he
W. WAX OIL with the minister under the indig
'",l, noses OF the two maiden ladies.
We'll | never - sionulota1 Mice Ctnhbin,