The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1873-05-29


julius, thinking how hungry you
must be."
And abe nestled down close at the
bound boys side, Us ho eagerly do
vouroI the supper, which sho brought
him.
II was hungry, Alice" said Julius,
as he took long draught of milk,
and you're o good little thing. Ill
do as mach for you soms day"
Alice laughed.
81 don't go. into scrspe, liio You
do, Julius"
THAT o no sign you never will"
Mrs. Farley, secretly releating in
the depths 81 her )thorly hoart,
gave Julius the brown,st cates and
tho juiciost Bit OF meat for breakfast,
the nott morning.
Hell bshave himself now, ]
guess" she thought; but in this, she
was mistaken.
julius did up his chores in tho
shortest p p)ssiblo period of time, that
afternoon, when Mira Farley had bo-
tasen herself to tho Sowing Circle
With little Alice, anl the farmer was
gone - tho noisb)ring village, and
applied himaelf with more zeal than
discretion to the farther prosecution
Of the experiment that had ended b
disa'.rously for tho preserving can
"rhe tho tea-kettls isn't Of glass;
thought julius, "and / know l can
make that work.
Vain JUNCTION to lay to his soul
for just ~ tina. experiment, whatever
it happened to be, reached the cul
minatin; point, up flow tho to, kettle
from tho stove, tortarei with much
calovic, AMI bang won't tho iron lii,
right into the drossor cupboard,
tha. hold Mrs. Par.oys boss 30. Of
china.
Julius stood staring aghast at tbs
ruins. All h,usekoepers have thier
domestic idols, and this now Iron
stone set was Mrs. Parlov's. The
tss- pot lay noiseieasly aud demolish-
ed before his eyoa, throo cups were
broken, and tho handle was dsshed
of from tho cream pitcher, whils tho
knob WAS caippai noatly oil Of the
oovor Of the sugar bowl.
Johus Only paused Tor one glance
at the general ruin, then he turned
snd He'd inrloiiou.ly from this Wa
lerloo OF his scientific efforts.
Aud tn. Uext day, all Dickerton
knew. ihat Farmer Parleys bourd
by h.d run away, AFTER drst d.m~.
'shiof al, IT Mrs. Parleys chios, on
Of cheer revenge, because she bud
borsi hs ears the day before.
Il .lways knsS that boy wouldn't
oome to 40 good" said Deacon Jones.
"Thrr, was u vicious look 10 he
eyes," croAkrd M,s Lavioa Denhsm,
"and | only wonder he dijat set fire
to The hous,, or bsIs you all 10 your
6sls
But little Alice cried bitterly, and
treasured more teoderly than ever, II
google eyed doll, with arms out OF all
proportion. and feet several degrees
larger ib,n her head, winch Was thu
last woodsuexp'oit julius had pressu,-
sd TO bcr.
"i'Il never have another bousd
boy assorted Aes' Parl.y
"Well, we'll" sighed the farmer,
show times does slip away from us, to
be sure Alice 10 nineteen to-day,
aud it don't seem right sho shout be-
away from Us on her birthday. Shes
been three months in the city nov.
wile."
Yes" said Mrs. Farley, noddioa
her head sasely, "nnd | doG't believe
shell come home alooe, neither"
"Eb |" the farmer opened vide his
blue eye, you don't s'pose shes
engaged to that Mr. Clinton 7
You msu are so slow 10 put two
and two together" said Nn. Farley
witt = conscious smile, "l've sus-
,icloned 1t this hng while, aud Mrs.
Carter writes that il will be a spleo-
did match, aud half the young ladies'
IN Boston are envying our little country
girl. Only think won't it bo nice
u have our Alice y rich lady living
N II biz house in Boston 7"
Mr.. Farley stared stesdfast at the
fire.
"Who is he, any way 2" no asked
ip y troubled voice. "Shs's all the
child we've got. wife. We can't give
her to a man, without KNOWN who.
and what he is"
"You needn't worry" said his wife
with the super calmaess OF one who
10 postcd, "Hs's "a s,eady-going'
~ you be yourselt--,t least, 50 Mrs
Carter writes--and he's an inventor,
whatever that may be, Anyway,
he made . great fortune of patent
he's sold 10 the government. Alice
wont have to work oil her days as
hard rs | have done, aud that's Que
comfort"
"And vhen A'ics's shy lotter,
| an 4. ;s.l t,.,..liat f.s o,,~a sk.u Il N.aiA