The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-09-02

hhu tWenty'IOuf pOunuS Qt sugar
known as "coifee crushed" because II
was prepared especially to use in coffee.
That was the finest sugar Anchor Hill
folks often bought, though I had little
cut and powdered by me, in case Mrs
Rawdon, or Mrs. DR.. Speer, or the min.
isters Indy should send in and / took
the paper up and tilted 1t over the japan.
ned box, pouring II in nice smooth
stream, when who should come running
into the shoe but Milly More. She was
not dressed carefully, and her eyes were
red with crying.
She asked for some tea, and while Job
WIS weighing it out she whispered to
me:
"oh / Aunty Gunter, have you looked
to-days Isn't there a letter from viii 2
He said he couldn't die. I don't feel as
II he could. Mightn't he write, after
ala Do look"
my Pet" says /, "iesa a year ago
that the Golden Dove went down. II
isn't likely. And He don't let those live
that want TO always. II isn't likely,
dear, but I'll look"
/ took the letters in my hand one by
one. Many Of them would make hearts
glad before tile shutters were up that
night ; but none for Milly II couldn't
be expected, OF course.
Itoldher SO hut 1 took her into my
little back parlor, and made her sit down.
/ talked as good as could 10 her
but what good does talking do?
"ob, Aunty," says she, ~ know 1t
seems as II / was q fool bat 1 walked up
hoping this morning. I don't believe
he Is gone. can't, can't.
"WheH baby died-the only one We
ever had-I thoughtI / never should be.
lieye it, said !. "But / had Job and
you have your motherand sister, Milly.h
At that she burst into tears, and put
her head down on my knee.
"Imust tell you," said she. "They
want me to marry Captaid Kincaid. Hes
courting me. BE fell in love with me
the night he brought the news to Mrs.
Captain Rawdon I was there sewing,
and heard 1t all. Oh, how cruel to fall
in love with q poor girl at such time
And he asks me to be his wife. Aud
mother and Fanny shall always have a
home, he says. And you know how poor
we are. And they're angry at nae for
saying No. And how eau ], how can l.
when my heart isin the sea with Willie 2"
"Captain Kincaid y I said, and /
couldn't soy any moro she took my
breath away. She was . nice, pretty
girl; but the Captain was rich, elegant
and stylish. An old family he came OF,
too. Il was IN honor for Milly More.
"Not Just yet said !, utter a while.
a Perhaps you'll feel better. He's old, l
know, but he'sa splendid man."
"You too ~ said she. "You too !
| Nobody understands. Itisn't as i'll had
made up my mind, like all the rest. viii
will always be u living man to my mind.
don't think any one ever loved butme.
Nobody understands-nobody."
I kissed her, and coaxed her, and said
no word about her changing her mind;
but for all that l kept thinking Of 1t In u
kind Of fnaxe. y
as thail Old as lie was, could she fall to
zee the honorp"
But when I told Job, says lie:
tJeruSaleml o young, pretty girl like
ATillyl Why don't he go after some
Mdder or an oldish gal? Milly Is too
young for him. Poor Will What q
pityi They Jest suited each other"
fcouldn't help 1t though. Mrs. Cap
tain Kincaid would have things that
MiIly More could never dream OF: silk
dresses and velvet cloaks, jewolry and
stuffed chairs in her best rooms, silver
ice.pitcher II she chose, like Mrs. Cap
tain Rawdon. She might have o car
riage too, and q pair Of ponies. And ]
liked Milly, and wouldn't haye enyied
her her luck one bit; and 1 didn't won.
der at Mrs. More and Fanny. 81
Once having given me her confidence,
Milly didn't stop; and Mrs. More came
over 10 talk about 1t loo, until at last /
fairly up and sided with the old lady.
"AIilly," says ], "Will is gone. and
YOU aren't his widow, to wear weeds oil
your liie-not that many do, il they can
helf It, seems TO me-and Captain Kin.
caii Is as good as man can be, and you'll
be happy with him. You can't help
loving him rs much as there's any need
to love- y a 1f !.
After that size stopped talking much
TO me. She used to give me strange
looks though. / knew all about 1t. i
knew that her heart was in the sea; but
viii 'Eas cone and why should she refuse
what Providence offered?
The captain staid at the port three
months, and at last we worried her into
promising to be his wife-old Mrs. More,
| Fanny and I. She just gave up at last.
ait don't matter much after all, /" she
said. ~ must be going out oimy mind,
for / never can stop watching and hop
ling. I shall die soon ! suppose whether
/ marry or mol"
4 After that she never spoke Of VIII aud
Mrs. More told me she was engaged; and
she wore o diamond ring upon her an.
ger. And the day before the ship sailed
she was to marry Captain Kincaid, 50
that ahe might go to Europe with him.
A year and three months since the
Colder Dope went down. We'll, no enc
can tell what changes little while can
bring. used to hope that ! hadn't had
much hand init after all, when l thought
Il over, and remembered poor VIII, and
how he took her In his arms under the
sycamore.
Bat then, you sec, Mrs. More's sight
had failed, so that she couldn't do fine