Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1873-09-27
NO. 23O.
Tales and Sketehes.
HETTY'S DOUGHNUTS.
LcoNTrNUED FROM YESTERDAY.

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Hetty walked demurely out of meeting
that night by her aunt's side, conscious,
though they had not exchanged glance,
that Frank Kennedy was awaiting her. A
little lonely sense of separation from him
came over her, but it did not soften her re-
sentiment. 1t had become regular thing
for Frank to walk home with her after
meeting; she was vexed with herself when
she thought how regular it was. As this
thought passed through her mind, she be-
came aware, though her eyes We're cast
down, that Frank was approaching her on
one side while Win Lowry was Offering
her his arm on the other. Fixing cold
look upon the former--a look which cut
him to the heart--she turned with one OF
her brightest smiles to the latter. and, with
Thank you, Mr.. Lowry" she walked
away with him. leaving Frank gazing after
her with look of pain and perplexity
mingled. AS for Hetty, though she talked
and laughed in her gayest tones. and
leaned on Wills arm and glanced up in his
face in her usual coquettish manner, her
heart was heavy within her, nor did she
feel happier, though she became much
gayer, when, few minutes later, Frank
passed her with Selma Burton clinoing to
his arm contidingly.
us that an engaged couple, Miss Nor
ris p asked her companion, as Selma's
lisping tones died away in the distance
II am sure | don't know" answered
Hetty, with light laugh; and then the
conversation driited into the usual talk of
two young persons taking the longest way
home under the elms on balmy summer
evening. They stood for some time by
the gate, trying to distinguish various con-
stellations in the sparkling heavens-so
long, in fact, that Frank Kennedy return
ing no doubt from similar astronomical
researches with Selma, heard Hetty 8 clear
laugh, and paused for moment, half in
tending to join her. But his better judg-
ment prevailed he walked away and dis
appeared in the darkness. Then Will and
Hetty exchanged goodnight over the
low gate several good-nights, in fact
and they parted.
Every thing had gone exactly as Miss
Morris wished. She had crushed Frank
to the earth with her scorn, and she had
shown him that she was by no means de-
pendent on his attentions. Certainly no
one could ask for a more devoted suitor
than Will Lowry. Every thing he had
said during the evening had shown her
plainly that she had but to stretch out her
hand and take him; and how manly and
handsome he was - Il will take him, too,
if he offers himself" said Hetty to herself
as she put out her light. Then she very
consistently cried herself to sleep.
The next day passed like a dream to
her. She performed her usual duties as
if she were somebody else. Frank was
still at work in the barn. having not quite
finished his job; but he did not once look
fnt .p,tt hn
see much less come toward it: and she
noticed that he had left off the customary
whistling over his work. Even Farmer
Baxter could not complain of any neglect
on that day. Just at six O'Clock, while she
was setting the table. feeling thoroughly
wretched and forlorn, her heart gave
great bound There he stood in the door,
way! She had been feeling all the after
noon that if he came to her again, in spite
of his offences she could not resist him.
She was too unhappy without him, and
now he had come. as she had hardly dared
to hope he would do. She hastily sum-
moned all her pride, that her surrender
might not be too sudden and absolute, and
went forward with frigid air quite con-
t:adicted by her rapidly beating heart.
This is the key to the tool-house. Het-
thy" he said, placing in her outstretched
hand cold door-key instead of the fer
vent clasp she expected. Tell your un-
Gle I've got through. Good night ~ and
he was gone before she could form re-
ply
This is the end OF everything" thought
poor Hetty. "Now if Win Lowry comes
will accept him."
Will Lowry did come in the evening.
but she had no opportunity of carrying out
her resolution: as his aunt cdme with him
expressly to see Aunt Baxter, and they all
sat together in the front-room. except
Uncle Baxter, who audibly slumbered on
the lounge in the kitchen during the entire
call, greatly to the modification of his
niece. What that young lady said and
did during the evening she could not tell.
She was living over and over that cold
parting with Frank Kennedy, and feeling
again the chill of that disappointing door
key As the visitors rose to go, Will re-
marked.
Aunt Martha, you have nearly forgot
ten your errand."
surely" returned Miss Lowry. pro-
ducing from some mysterious quarter
huge milk-pan. 1--WE came especially to
return your pan. The cakes were splen,
did Did you make em, or did Hetty'
For want the receipt
IL always make yeast cakes myself"
replied Aunt Baxter, looking bewildered.
But where did the pan come from9"
"Will brought the douehnuts home in
it, BY the way, you promised me some
of them yeast cakes"
Aunt Baxter sill looked dazed. but Het
ty, for the first time seeing light dawn
through the clouds which had for some
days overshadowed her, burst into peal
OF rather loud and hysterical laughter,
(which brought Uncle Baxter out of dream
land into the front room TO ascertain the
cause of such a startling sound.
WAS it you who took the doushnuts ?"
cried Hetty, as soon as she could speak.
"And you thought they were yeast cakes !"
And renewed peal of laughter attested
the poor childs revulsion of feeling.
Mrs. Baxter said they were in plain
sight on the kitchen table" responded
Will, in rather an injured tone "and as
they We're the only cakes there, natural
ly supposed them to be yeast cakes"
No wonderyou went home across lots. "
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