Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1873-07-11
II DID NOT COAX YOU"

4Do you wish to speak to me, Mrs. Har
yey 2" SAID Mr. Wentworth to his house
keeper. as be glanced up from the morning
paper and saw her slowly and deli beratel,
arranging the side-board, and wiping few
jmpercepnble specks Of dust from th'
glasses.
"Ahem! ahem! Yes, Mr.. Wentworth
if you please
"Well, Mrs. Harvey p
He laid down the paper, knowing ihe
good woman to be usually rather prollx II
her speeches, but this morning she came
suddenly to the point.
IF you can spare me, sir. | would wish
to leave your service,
ITO leave And Aimee-Mlss Rochelle
so lat ly returned y
''Why you see, sir, when bliss Aimee
was 1T school, and only here during the va
cation, it was another matter but DOW she
has come to reside with you, and is quite
q grown up young lady.
.'What can have occurred, Mrs Harvey
1 had hoped you looked upou my house as
your home"
Thank you, sir > and Mrs. Har.
vcy smiled at the implied compliment
land | shall be sorry 10 lnconve-
pience you but, Of course, Miss Aimee
will In future keep the keys aud give the Or
ders, and | never was used to have lady
over me, be she ever SO nice SO If you
please, Mr.. Wentworth, prefer to leave"
Certainly by all means, Mrs Har-
vey."
And it was settled that the housekeeper
should resign her trust on that day week.
The pleasant morning room opened By 8
glass door oD TO the lawn, aud trained around
and overshadowing the panes, mingled e
clustering rose and fragrant honeysueke !;
but brighter and sweeter even than they was
the fair young face which peeped Within
Then Aimee entersd her hauds filed with
the flowers she had gathered.
Oh dear guardy p she cried, Il feared
YOU would coax her to remain p
"What ! coax woman, Aimee That
is species OF argument | would not resort
to with you though | fear the pleasure OF
your coming will be lsssened until We can
replace her, fer Bridget is young and iaex
perienced But don't trouble yourself about
Mrs. Harry Bridget and ! shall get on
famously.
If Mr.. Wentworth did not approve Of the
coaxing system, bis ward was Of another
opinion, for she went into the kitchen and
begged Mrs Harvey to let her make that
davis dessert, and also, under superinten-
denee, some excellent cake. for. which the
housekeeper was justly celebrated, and she
charged Bridget to allow nothing in the
culinary preparation to escape her notice.
And so the week passed on, until one
morning, Mrs. Harvey's trunks were all in
the bali, ready corded, and she-her hane
full of fresh, cri-p notes-Was courtesying
and smiling her way out OF Mr.. Went
worth's study.
"Ah. then" exclaimed the honest, out
spoken Irish girl, land may she neve
darken our doors again |! am glad she ii
gone, Miss Aimee it is yourself [ would
rather have any day for mistress. .
.You won't find me hard one, Bridget
But will you DO me one favor? Please {
call me early every morning, and we vii
have nice breakfast ready for my guard
an. 1 do not wish him to discover the diff
ference il our housekeeping
.sIndade, miss, and [ will. But, sure
the master does not know how little Mrs
Harvey did after [ had been here 90
month. Oh-saving yer preseace-sb
was a desAitlul old Jezebel 7
Aimee rose early, ana breakfast va
ready at the usual hour, and with pleasur
she observed her guardian glance over th
table as she listened to his praises of thel
| achievements.
"What excellent coffee Aud really
Aimee, those biscuits are superior to Mr.
Harvcy'e."
Then, seeing him take up his paper, sh
ripped to the garden fer her mornln
flowers.
"Dear, happy child !" cried Herber
Wentworth, as, with sigh, he watche
her fitting, like a butterfly, from tree
tree.
It only seemed the other day since be ha'
led her away little weeping girl. from th
beside Of her dying father, who, cobfdlnl
the young orphan 10 MS 1flehd odio' !,
trust and hope, turned his face to the wal
and then resignedly fell asleep.
Herbert Wentworth was at that time
man of twenty.eight. Now ten years .hae
passed, and more than one silver threat
mingled in his dark hair, and the child hae
become lovely girl Of eighteen.
"How shall I bear to part with her,
thought Herbert. ''How endure this dark
ened home when the sunshine Of her pres
ence no longer gladdens it p !
Aimee returned with her flowers, but she
had suddenly checked the cherry little song
she was singing, upon observing the sad
grave smile with which her guardian greet
ed her
''What is the matter, guardy ? Do YOU
miss anything this morning Z" she asked
glancing around the room, her thoughts re-
vertpg to her new duties.
Eyes, Aimee, my morning kiss. l. think
you have forgotten that lately"
She took her flowers and laid them gently
on his lips.
nThis ia better than a mortal's kiss, fol-