The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1872-08-10
thought gratefully, refused her nothing

now - a,ia9 bess agF arss
"How rluckysI Brought some of ny
old dresses p Lima thought s 81 i have
not worn them since was school
marin. Fancy Mrs. Reynelds scrubbing
the floor in this dressP2 Snad 3@'i
John rubbed his eyes,and pinched
himself as little figure sailed into the
sitting-room, made, him. sweeping
courtesy, and went to the piano.
Was that the little woman who had
worn print and sun:bonets SO long The
fair hair was fashionab,S dressed, and
bands of. blue velvetlooped the goldep
curls. A dress of blue silk, with softest
lace trimmings and ornaments of pearls,
had certainly made lady of Lima. The
piano was yielding its most bewitching
tones to the skilled little fingers, and
Johns bcwildernasu. VIDE wssss complete,
when voice of exquisite sweetness,
though not powerful, began to sing.
Only one song, full of trills and
quayers, and then Lima rushed from the
piano into Johns arms.
"John, my darling" she said, "hold
me fast. Don't let me slip from you'll"
40 Liua," h groaned. "I was not
fit to marry such dainty bird But
loved you, dear little one"
"And l love you, John, rough old
John! Let me sing again. 1 am very
happy to day, my dear husband"
But no wonderful trill filled the room
now. In clear, pure voice, full of
expressions, Lima sang,
81 know that my Redeemer liyeth."
Every word fell like hottears on poor
Johns heart, until as, the last chord
trcmbled upon the air, Lima turned to
him, stretching out her arms:
"Take me in your arms, John -
He took her tendcrly to the room she
had Quilted SO gaily, and replaced her
fncry by white wrapper, whose lace
trimmings looked like lilir-work to his
uuaccustomed eye.
Are. you tired, love = he asked,
with spasm of terror at his heart, as
he looked at the white wasted face.
Yes, tired, but happy, John 2" and
with Il little sigh of entire content, Lima
nestled down against the warm heart,
whose every throb she knew was all her
own
Mrs. Reynolds was to experience her
share Of astonishment during her holi-
day, and it commenced by the apparition
of John the next day i'll new suit of
handsome clothes, that we'll became his
manly figure. There was no foppery,
but he looked gentleman, though he
made more than one grimacc before he
got, as he said, "wcil shaken into his
store clothes.
"Put john" she cried, 1.-The Stanley
farm 2"
"ls sold, dear You were right We
will make cur home so lovely, the Stan
ley farm will never cost NE sigh. |
have hired two new hands, 50 rs to have
u little more leisure"
Can | describe that week !? What
was new to John was old familiar
ground to Lima. Central Park was not
soon exhausted, and the little guide
grew stronger and roster every day. In
Johns thoughtful ca.c, that provided
plenty OF pleasant excitement, but
guarded against fatigue.
1t was early in the afternoon of a
sunny day, when train drew up at the
SEQ tsfcld station, and John handed his
Tsos.,ic.i.I5 vile into Il nca- little one
horse carriage waiting for them.
"a new purchase, DEAR he explained
We are to have drive. every after
uoon. DIR. Greyson prescribed it"
Yhc house stands where it had Away.
stood, bat somehow it has gradually
been undergoing transformation as il
fair hands were upon it.
The dull little sitting room has been
papcrcd, carpotcd, curtainod, transformed
into a cosy dining room. The still par
lor is bower of beauty, with fine