The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-08-08

WITH AiNl4Aua lt almost seemed aF FIT sweet
unassumjng qaIct lulc Maggie riscy
ber,elG Tee dgaeou' daughter, had io.bed
tie secret league against her friend Irene
50 anca was somt excuse devised by
which She was ma3ct, appear Ia iha late
ter's stead
Then, too, there were thg home even
ing. at the deacon, house, when enc sub
iile minded old ploltet could have Rugged
himself with satisfaction a. be sac by and
witnessed with his own eyes the admira.
be manner IN which Joe Gajucs worked
for bis foe
Ii take, a lawyer after all, Do said 20
himself don't care much what be char
ges. I only hope he'll keep It mp that
way iill Scott gits home agiu And then
10 see Bob Humphrey Wh,, the tclltrs
got the perseverance OF The saints bat be
ain1 nowhere with Joe Gains,
As for Irene Myer herself her red lips
pouted, and her bright black ewes spark.
ed aud decpened, and her life seemed
flowing onward very pleasantly, as ifao
dccp-laid plots aud schemes had any
power over her or her happiness More
over, through il all Joe Gains seemed to
maintain the most complete external sem.
bmncc Of tauk-boarted friendship with
Bob Humphrey Odd as Il may seem,
the young LAWYER also found that his
practice had undergone a very sensible
increase, caused mainly by the warm,
though covert, enoomiums which the good
doacon's heart compelled himto utter here
and there, in his keen appreciation OF his
young trieud's tact aud management
Time viii fly, however, and the mails
at last brought to the Pilsey homestead
the welcome news that its absent hope
and heir would shortly return, There
were letters from Scott Pilscy to his
mother and his sister Maggie aud to
Irene Wyer, and even to his old cronies
and schoolmates, Joe Gains aud Bob
Humphrey, and TO each one he had doubt
less some matter of special interest to
communicate.
No noisy, smoky, disgusting railway
trains as yet yexed the retirement and re-
pose OF the village, but at last, on morn
ing when all things were in state Of al-
most painful expectancy Of his arrival,
not the ordinary stage coach, but a pri.
yate hired carriage, heavy with trunks
and packages, bore Scott Pilsey to the
door of his fathers home.
In one instant the little veranda was
fun of those who awaited him, but when
the deacon's tall, sm-burned and bushy-
headed son sprang out upon the grass, he
turned his back to the yeranda for mo.
ment, while he aided the movements ofa
graceful, well favored, dark featured
young lady, who followed him, and whom
even in the first warmth of his welcome
i4v'"e, ~ s'.ss. a~-ed as my wife, my
Lucia
Maggie Pilsey hugged and kissed her,
and SO did Irene Wyer, and so, in mo-
ment more, did old Mrs. Pilsey, and the
deacon was too wise a man to seem alto
gether astonished, while Joe Gaines and
Bob Humphrey were fairly boisterous.
In fact, Scott Pilsey's California bride
was so overcome by the warmth OF her
greeting, that the poor young thing for.
got her pride and burst into tears. In
half a minute after that there wasn't a Ia
dy visible, and then Bob and Joe knew
enough to leave the deacon and his son to
themselves. The two young men walk
cd off arm in arm, but they were back
again before the day was over.
The deacon's face was trine serious,
but not exactly cloudy, and before long
he managed to get Joe Gaines OF by him
self for bit Of private conversation.
/ And so, Joe, he said, you and the rest
knew all about this matter Of Scott's
some time agol
1 Well, yes; Irene told me in confidence
and then, when they wrote and told Scott
how matters were here, he wrote to con
gratulate Us, and begged US not to spoil
bis surprise to you. We couldn't tell at
ter all that, you know.
/ Ahem, well--no--l can't say; but
1 praps not. | can't be mad with Scott for
she's brought him big rancho and
mine; but what am to do with you now?
like Bob Humphrey first rate--I alters
did like Bob-and now il can't be Scott,
( don't sec as ort 10 interfere. You've
armed your fee, and Fll pay II 4; but then,
you see, there amt no more use
Oh! no; moi bit, interrupted Joe,
Bob is good fellow, and be ana Maggie
are just suited. Irene and | think that
Maggie couldn't have made q better
match, and we think scott's done splcn-
didly.
Irene and you? exclaimed the dea-
con
I Yes Of course. I've explained TO Irene
that can't afford TO lose my fee. / told
her SO at The beginning, aud she said
must earn e.. Seems 10 me I've done
I that; but l'll let You up.
Done Il! exclaimed he deacon. We'll
yes, Joe; on the whole should rather
be inclined to say ! guess thiut you
hayel Ycs-you and Irene,
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