The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-04-19

LITTLE cottage. She was to pass the day
NJ Mount Joy, and in the evening re
fnrn. bringing the work with her for
completion at home. rs1rre
Rose was used to walking, and two or.
three miles along the pretty, picturesque
valley road was very little 10 her.
Nevertheless she accepted from Farmer
Brown, by whom she was presently
overtaken, the offer Of n ride in his
wagon. Little less than two miles from
the village they cameto what was called
the Five Corners, q point where no less
than that number of roads met. There
was 4 nice country tavern here, together
with a store and q smithy. As they
passed the latter they saw the smith
come out, and with black and brawny
hands nail up board in front of his
door, on which was written, "This prop
erty for sale, cheapr'
"Helloru said Farmer Brown, drawing
up. 'iSelfin out, hey ?"
"Wouldn't put up this 'ere II WANT ~
answered the smith, who was a gruft
fellow.
"Wal, nowl and you're doin' the best
| blacksmith business in the hull coun-
| try ~ said the ole man in tone OF dis
appointment.
dMebbe can do better still, J" answered
he, cOolly. -.
"You don't say? Whereabouts now?'
ain California. Dicks maxim lots o.
money over thar, and he's writ TO me to
come out the first minute l can, and
fine him in business he's about to un-
dertake."
''To be sure and you'll go soon's the
lot is sold ,"
'sYes; the lot, and the smithy, and the
house over thar" nOdding toward nice
little white cottage with its pOrtico enl-
powered in multifiOra roses, which stood
a little apart from the shop. "Going 70
l let IL off cheap, as in this case times o
more valley to me than money. Five
hundred for the whole lot ~
oval, now, that is n low figure "
''AIust be paid, though, before the first
of September, as Pm bound to be off by
that time. Wouldn't let it 90 Off so easy
| if warn't pressed for time, and Obleeged
TO give such short notice."
The smith finished mailing on the
board rs he spoke, and returned to his
shop, whilst Farmer Brown drove on.
81 say, ROsey, thatd be frstrate
chance for Bob Ward" !" said the old man,
fBetter speak to him about il, my girl
He's fine, steady fellow, and you both
deserve to do well.n
81 don't think he has the money!
said the girl, blushing, but with a wist-
ful look back at the smithy and the cot
tage, with its garden, its field, and ''cOw
lot"
"Wal," said the farmer, thoughtfully,
81 might possibly help him along q
little. He's sure to succeed at the Five
Corners, the best place for a smithy in
the country round, and though l AIM
much to spare, l wouldn't see him at {
loss for want of few dollars or so.p
All that day Rose Luttrelps thought:
were running less upon her work thar
on the pretty cottage at the Five Cor
ners; and when Robert Ward came in
late in the evening, for the usual half
hours talk with her, she told him Of il
81 can't do il, Rose, he said, regret
fully. "Ive but $500 in the world, ant
! you know how much there is to do will
} that. And yet it's such q capital plac
for businessm
Sand such a pretty cottage-alread.
built, you know"
az wish 1 could afford to get it," n
said, looking at the bright, eager fac
j before him.
"Couldn't you try, Robert? Farme
,
Robert came in, next evening, lookin,
rather excited. Farmer Brown haI
promised to loan him 500, "all the read,
money he could scrape together" This
with his own would make 800.
"Only 500 more ~ exclaimed Rose
jOyously clasping her hands.
"But there is the difficulty, Rose
Only 81 wanting would spoil thewhole
and how on earth am TO get this 500
/ did try two or three people, whom
| thought best able or willing TO make til,
loan; but they either haven't the money
or don't want to part with it,"
'There is your cousin William,n SAID
/ Rose, hesitatingly. "He has plenty
81 spoke to him first,n said Robert
with shadow coming into his cleal
blue eyes-"Offering interest on the loan
but he hadn't the money, he said.
think, Rose, he hasn't any Over-goOd.
will toward ME now, dear" She under.
stood him.
"Iet him have good or ill-will,u she
said, with a little defiant toss of hel
/ head. at doesn't matter. We can dC
without him."
But il was with rather a sad heart tha
Rose, on the last day of August, set ou
to Mount Joy, carrying home the com
pleted dresses that would be wante,
next day at the great fair at Lexington
She walked the whole way, this time, a
far as the Five Corners, and there stOppe,
to rest in the shade of the fruit trees, II
front of the smiths cottage. The motto
was still nailed cOnspieuOusly TO tn
|, front of the shop.
"You haven't yet had an offer for you
place, Mr.. Simpson," she asked of tn
smith, who passed her, appearing yer,
busy.
"Plenty offers-money amt pai
: down, though. Except young Watson'l
! take it. Just left little while ago, an
, promised to get the money out o. th
[ bank tomorrow at Lexington. Don
intend to take down notice till bargain
: made and money paid cash. First tina
: puts the money in my hands to have it..
Rose walked on. Her feeling of in
? difference toward William Watson wa
I changed into one of Indignation. Wha
| could he want of the smithy, who was
1 gardener and had a cottage of his own
{ No doubt the proposed purchase was {
] spite her and Robert, and, as the though
: occurred, she perceived the object of he
: indignation approaching on horsehae
, round q turn of the road. She did nc
/ desire 10 meet him, Not only was sh
E angry with him, but he was not, as sh
r knew, the sort Od a young man youn
I woman would be willing TO be caugll
: walking with alone on secluded road
, and Rose, seeing that she had not bee
) perceived, turned hastily into th
: bushes, crossed low fence, and struc
: straight through the woods in the d
, rection of Mount Joy. There was n
: pathway shrough the unfsequente
| wood, ard when Rose had walked som
/ distance she lost the Bearings" q
: sailors say, and had wandered out of he