The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1874-10-22
Sponge Cake.
/ From Harper's Bazaar.

4biA iish Pci l'aHai.
I0ttie llanscam sat on the back porch
at her mother house A basket of peas
half shelled was beside her, and she was
abstractedly tossing empty pods at the
heavy headed poppies in the garden bor
der When the time for summer boarders
came Lotte had to be ''second girl and
a very piquant little house maid she look
ed, with her black curls pushed into a net,
and her bright calico skirt fastened back.
She was hummng in low tone, and list
ening between times 10 the gay laughter
of the group on the front piazza, where
three young ladies We're emhroidering
with Berlin WOODS and two gentlemen
lounged on the steps smoking.
The air she was hunming was a sad
one but She felt merry enough. 1t is true
that she was q little tired with her morn
mg's work, and little indolent because OF
| the heat OF the day. 1t is true, too, that
she was conscious OF 4 faint tWinge Of
envy when Mr.. Davenports barouehe was
drawn up to the house by Il pair Of pant
| ing horses and its owner, leaping to the
ground. assisted 4 lady companion TO
allglt
Lottc would have liked to 60 riding in
a barouche with-well with some one
who was not Mr Davenport. 1t IS a pity
the ''some one" in question could not have
seen the crimson deepen IN her cheeks as
| she pulled the basket OF peas toward her
and commenced the song over again:
s.Ye banks and braes o. bonnie boon
How can We bloom Sae fresh and fair"
il step ard voice behind her arrested the
next words on her lips. Turning, she saw
| Nh Davenport who had come through
the hall, and stood looking down on her,
with his hat in one hand and Aalf-finish-
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All I'm clad you're frank with me
DO you know I've been curious about You
often, when we've all been enjoying our
selves. and You've been working away
hard ike good little Cinderella DO You
know Eve actually worn path under the
kitchen windows irving to ret q peep at
you? ,"
NO" said I-ottie, with a frank look OF
surprise but something in MIR Dayen
ports answering gaze suddenly caused her
to bend over the basket, to hide the yeXed
color that burned on her cheeks.
Miss Lottie q"
The voice was almost a whisper, and a
hand softly tried to draw away the basket
of peas
"Well sin r.
"Put these away awhile and lei me talk
to YOU
'.Why, I'm listening! 5llanl have the
peas ready for dinner -
Nevertheless she let him put the basket
one side, only saying with a nervous at
tempt at a laugh,
.''rhere now are YOU satisfied -
Mr.. Davenport deliberately took the
| baskets place at her side and, bending
his dark. bearded face very near her own,
answered.
mo. not vet How can be satisfied.
Miss Lottie. when YOU show 50 plainly
that YOU don't like me 20
His hearer confusedly disclaimed this
conclusion.
"Why, Mr.. Davenport II OF course
| do :"
..Wel. ! don't want YOU to like me.
don't like youn
Her puzzled and somewhat resentful
glance made him smile. He continued,
bending so near that a fringe of hair
brushed Lottie's curs:
Il believe YOU know already what |
mean Iou little Gov black-eyed sprite,
love Won. Didn't you guess it before
told Won ?'
The Garden. the oyer-hanging vines,
and the sky whirled before Lottie's ewes.
Love her the rich Mr.. Davenport, who
had more money than he knew what to do
with! Love her? She was too much
amazed TO resist when he took her hands
in his. or to comprehend the disconnected
sentence which confirmed his declaration.
The first words she heard distinctly were
uttered by lips that almost touched her
cheek:
tWill you marry me?
"l-l-Somebotly will see US, y she said,
STRUGGLING in vain to free herself
That isn't answering my question.
Poor little stained fingers! they shall
never do any more hard work. How would
YOU like to be rich lady. Lottie ?'
He saw the quick sparkle in her eyes
All, how beautiful! To dress. to drive, to
dance to see a thousand things she had