The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-05-08

MARY Rich, as hope you will, before Il
year is out.
i The poor squire stamn1efed aud hun
bis head 1T this brusqne and unlocked fc
attack.
But the ingenious Nanny went Of
without pausing for coherent answer
II want you 70 tell me. in coufdenc.
something of your farm management
You sell all the milk, know, to the "a Il
road folks To carry into G."
Eyes, but what has that to do witt
- marrying he was about to say pitt
ously, but she cut him short with
"How much quart do they give 20,
for ity"
-Four cents" he replied, meekly, anc
all in sea Of mingled milk AMI despair
"Will you sell it to me at the sam.
prAcf? Sixty quarts day isn't it!"
The squire started I'll give It to you
it you want it! But what il the mischief
mo, no, you musn't talk of giving, for
this is business | mean. You see," she
continued, while the squire stared at her
IN dumb amaZement, 'thore are mothers
milk pans lying Idle in the spring house,
luckily, that's IN the garden; or it, too,
would have gone. There are two things
that never could do for living, sew. or
get married." the squire WINGED, $50 I'm
going to try my hand at butter-m king,
and supply the village store, at least. And
maybe, I'll make fortune at it."
"But you never mean Nanny, to let the
wicked viii star d! I'll never forgive
myself If you d". III go tn law fen you
myself, sad get il broke ifyau'll only say
the wtrd All yIu nesin't even say
thankye, either, for | know we'll enough
what druv him tn it, when | came here
a, bothering you. aud your heart was set
else " h re!'
The squire's voice falterpd as he spoke.
But Many, starting fr1m the bench, stood
pale before him in the twilight. "Tha'
" i'll, she said. "that wicked will was
made to make me untaIthtul tn one who
has gone; to somebody VIII" has forgotten
me. But belong to him all the same,
AMI can never marry. Oh, my kind frieni
not even you. Don't, oh, don'l!" and
Nanny burst out into passionate crying.
tho first and the last Outburnt Of that
strong soul in the face of man.
That WAS twenty years ago. before Amy
IIeth was b"rn; FOR the squire did marry
Mary Rich, ~ Nanny b'd him; aud Amy.
called Heth after her grandmother, Was
his only and prec Gus child. And ten
years ago. one autumn nighf, there crept
back to the village, shudderlng aud shiv.
ering en- the top of the stag, n broken
down man, timOrous aud frctfuI, 1t seemed,
at each casual glance or wo d. Tner.
Was none To recognize him st The tavern
where the stage stopped. The ola Dare
property had gone into other hands yetrs
before, when old madam died. 1t had
been sold, and rumor SAID that the her,
leading gay life abroad, would soon run
through with the money
Yet when he Registered his name, Robert
Dare in bold hand, with great da h un-
derneath It. around the village the rumor
flew that the young gentleman, grown old
a1d sickly, had come back, for sure.
Squire knight, bless his sturdy heart;
took care that Nanay. or Aunt Ann, AS
indeed they called her now. should hear
1t in no sudden way and from no gossip'S
tongue. He stepped over that very even
ing to mention it casually ard carefully,
aud halfway up the garden walk, won
dering ut the late visit. she came forward
to meet him as he Unattached the Ii IL
gate. He stopped to tell her rs they
stood
II though he would" was her only an
swer, as she leaced against an ol tree
standing there, and held dry branch a
little aside, with her hand.
"Shsll tell him to leave Tomorrow
asked the squire. Brown and awkward
aud grown stout of frame, he famed into
sudden chivalry at this opening OF the
old wound.
"Oh, no, indeed!" she answered. with
her rare sweet smile;"I would do hun
good, and no: evil, ALI the days of his life. "
dissatisfied with the answer which met
with no response in his OWL smartlng
sense of wrong, the SOU re WAS forced to
he content with the calm sweetness In
Nanny's face. "She cared no more for it
than an angel might" he aid to his wife
that night; who had learned, long since,
good humble Mary, To acquiesce in the
angel view, as held by her prosaic. yet
admiring lord.
The old Dare mansion had been bought
for boardin1-h"uSe. II the summer
it was filled with gay city folks, custom
ers for more butter than Nanny could
supply; and in the autumn it was left in
charge of an old couple, who swept away
the falling leaves, and kept the house Sc
cure from stragglers. Into n corner OF
the now deserted house, by favor of the
fine city landlady, crept Robert Dare, for
hts few shortening hours oof life. Folks
saw him now and then. fecbly stealing like
- shadow along secluded lanes, and stop
ping to cough whenever passing notice
embarrassed and troubled him. ....
-,Once, just once, his shadow fell across
N.nny's threshold She was down ia her
dIry, busy at work, q great mass Of gold
EN- butter on the s:Ono slab before her