The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-10-28
Z WESTON W. va, MONDAY, OCTOBER 28 1872

This is Mr.. Ralph's room, is Il ~ said
Martin, with her hand, IN her ruflrd
pockets, a, she stood regarding the apart.
ment that bad just been opened 70 he
busted and aired.
Yes this Is my nephew's 70, III, - slld
the old lady. "He comes out once in A
while, and always keep it ready for him
I've no family Of mY own, you see, and
RALPH seems very near to me-
Dear me "said Martha, " what lot
OF photographs over the mantle |"
Miss Rachel nodded.
That middle one--it looks little bit
like You, Martha, declire-"
Docs 1t 7" lisped Martha innocentlv.
as she looked into her own smiling, saucy
eyes, under fringe Of crepe hair.
It's my nephew's sweetheart" went
on the garrulous old lady" the gal he
loves the bst in all the world"
Are they engaged ~ Martha asked,
the ,ell tale roses dying her cheek rs she
gently spoke.
Well no, not exactly. guess she's
rather pretty, but she's got nothing Of her
own, you see and there's Almira Playlair
the one on the lelt-hhnd edge Of the
chimney"
The one with the twisted nose y"
rogukhly asked Martha.
I" Her nose nav be a little 10 one side.
severely reconstructed Miss Rachel; shut
handsome Is that handsome does, and
Almira has thirty thousand dollars in the
bank"
"My ~ cried Martin, opening her ewes
wide. "Thirty thousand dollars, ma'am
/ should think Mr., Ralph would marry her
at once.n
so he ought" said Miss Rachel, rub.
bing her spectacle glasses yehemcntly.
"ShC'd have him in minute-so all the
nelghbOrs say. But he's Just possessed in
love With that little Pcronel girl. He'd
rather work for crust day, with her to
share 1t, he says, than to marry Elmira
Playlur with all her money"
"That is noble of him." cried Martha
with sparkling ewes. ''Irespect him Tor
i. II mean | should respect him for 1t
IL"
"Well, I don'tsce what It is to you one
way or the other" tartly broke in Mis-
Rachel. "Jgt give the room a good dust.
Ing, that's all ask Of you, for as like as
not Ralph will be here tonight.
" Tonight" cried Martha, aghast.
"Yes, Tonight. Why shouldn't he7r
That was Just what the littlN serving
damScl could not answer.
al must 90 away this very evening"
she thought to herself as she polished away
at the claw-iOotcd old mahogany table.
+" Because II he should come and find me
here-0h, good gracious"
She dropped ber dustcr in dismay, for
there stood Ralph Penryn before her, with
all his six feet ofnlttudc, his brown eyes
twlnkling mischieyCusly beneath their
long laSheS.
"Patty,n he cried, 'is this the story OF
Cinderella and the Little Glass Slippcrl"
"NO,' she answered, colOrins like
whole garden Of roses ats tue story o;
a naughty little girl whO could not be sat
isficd without finding out whether
"Whethcr Ralph Penrhyn really loved
her or not,n lie finished the hesitnting sen.
teDce. .Wcll, what do you thinkr
The question was what Aunt Rachel
ssmc ten minutes later, when she
came in, and found her nephew and Mor.
tba the housemaia Whispering behind the
muslin curtains. l know what I should
have thought-thata wedding was very
imminent.
So Il was; and Aunt Rachel consnlcd
herself that after MI, ten thousand dollars
was a very snug little fortunc.-Letlger.