The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-08-09

.arnal stuff sticks sometimes when you
cast expect it," And with these words
Liz shut the back door and hurried out
Of sight.
ats a good five miles there and
back said she TO herself; Il can't
walk il and get back i'm any kind of sea
son. Now, if this amt care oil special
then ] don't know. Ihere
Dick Sanders tin cart this blessed MN
utel He's inside, getting his supper
with old Marin Chase. III borrow that
vehicle; and if I'm half as smart as .
ought to be, he'll never Know Whefe IN
the world il went to or how II got back, F.
unless Pm mind to tell him-which,
Just as like as not, shall be-
In n twinkle old BObbin's wrappings
were removed, and i'm a twinkle Liz was
in the peddler's seat, and IN twinkle
more out of sight. The tin pans ratified
and clattered, the bells around the
horses neck iingled merrily, but LIZ
heard nothing, saw nothing, but the OBJ
iect of her errand. Leaving the strange
team a block or two from the principal
hotel of the town she had entered, she
made her way to that establishment.
"a woman to see you on the steps
Mr.. Moreland.n said a servant in wait
ing. "Looks like n washer-womah.
Says she can't come in.
ats IiZ,u whispered the gentleman
to himself. "Bless the dear creature
heart, what can she want tonight, !
wonder. Oh, Flora. F!ora.' ana with
heavy heart Morcland walked quickly
to the door.
Here was a face for an artist-a face
upou which true nobility sat enthrOned.
int fO toll what
manner of man he was. He had come
to Watertown on business, and had in
formed Liz of his whereabouts. Indeed,
these two individuals had been ia cor
respOndence since the trouble between
said gentleman and Flora, and Liz had
always known that Philip Moreland was
not married, but she wisely kept her
counsel, believing that this lesson was
needed for the entire subiugation OF the
rebellious little Flora. Not that there
had been any falsehoOd told though in
this connection. y Philip MOreland had
married, but not this one.
''pve come for you, Mr.. Moreland, "
said Liz.
'g'or me! What fore" inquired the
gentleman in bewilderment.
"Get on your great coat and come
along; we'll talk afterwards" said the
NOlllall III a AOtlt ol
"But Flora ~
sDon't know nothing at all about il.
Has put her foot down that she won't
marry Hiram, confessed that she loves
you, married or single, better than any
body else in the created world, and If she
can't have you, she'll live single till Ca
briel blows his horn, and then look up
Philip Moreland."
"Liz, you have taken away my
BREATH
Wal, what if l have?n replied the
strange woman. "YOu refused to bulge
/ till / did"
The tin-cart was little too much fol
| the anxious lovers risibilities even
He laughed till the tears ran down hi'
cheeks and frOZe on, and then laughed
again until others came TO melt them
Over the hard uneven ground they
went, bumpity bump, while the bell
sounded out a merry peal, which sounC
Liz declared just as welcome to her ear
as any wedding chime she ever heard.
The tin-cart was left i'm the lane, ole
DObbiu carefully covered, and farme
Nevin's boy was sent to tell Dick sand
ers where his establishment could bl
found.
"Just look here, now, Amt that
/ companion to a sudden halt by tn,
{ kitchen window. There stood Flora
one foot on the stove hearth, her elbow
D on her knee, her head resting on th
= palm Of her hand, while with the righ
2 she diligently stirred the pumpkin Il
e keep it from burning.
I 'Set her to work 10 keep her from
D thinking" said Liz, softly. "Stay her
e i'm the porch while sort Of prepare he
: like; il won't take but a minute sh
[ continued, as the inpatient man woul,
have rushed in.
r "Oh, Liz, you got back-how glad
!, am! It's been awful lonesome here
c Where have you been?n
oval, had little errand about Nh
2 MOreland. WANTED to find ont whethe
= well, you see, whether he was marie
It or not, and find Out he amt.
It "LiZi Liz, Liz! who told you? Spea
d quick, dear old Liz, or I'll choke you (
5 death"
Y At this juncture Liz opened the pore
y door, and with burst OF tears whic
the poor old soul couldn't control an
e other moment, sobbed out
d "He did"
II What's the use of going on. Flor
n was in the gentleman's arms, of cours,
and the whole affair was lovingly an
z. satisfactorily settled.
ID When, few days after, Dick Sander
Y pulled up to the door, LIS merrimer
a was entirely beyond control, and whe
/ he commenced to rehearse the story ,
:, the lost tin-cart il can he safely sal
that no such peals Of laughter ever eel
r Oed through the old farm house befol
is or since.
"a 81 heard those bells with my ow
e. ears, Dick Sanders, and / never hear
Is 'em ring so fast before. Do YOU belieI
t i'm spirits, Dick ~
"Golly! no, Liz; should be afraid
m my shadow if | did. You don't belle,
ID i'm 'em, do you, LiZ?n
u "There was the spirit of a woman
,e that tin-cart, Dick Sanders, as true .
you're alive, chasing after man. 1
ID be willing to take my affidavit Of it,
e Dick left.
J" CHILDREN.-"I like children |
-. said to me one day at the table. 81 iii