The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1874-04-16
WHAT A STRANGE NAME!

WHAT A STRANGE NAME!
"JCUsio, my dear, read the deaths fol
me. It's such dark morning | don
seem able to see this fue print" said oil
Mrs. Martin to her granddaughter
"I guess it is o dark day" answered
Jessie pettishly. "ItstoO bad for tho rail-
to come to day when we we're going tc
have a game Of crOquet in the park, with
the Simonsons,"
1--WE must never 6ne faa& with tho weath
er, my child. Remember who sends th'
rain, and think Of tho good it docs tb'
country. Think Of all tho mills vhioI
need the water to work their machinery
aud the many animals who depend on th'
rain to GIL tho little streams where the,
drink. Indeed, we shouldn't 'thnTe watel
enough 10 supply our own wants, only th'
rain falls 80 abuudautly, Anyhow, wba
arc our little amusewents compared will
the interests Of the great region on whIcl
the rain falls?"
II didu'ttbiuk fthut, grandma. Civ
me the paper, and let me read for you. :
I'll try and forget my disappointment"
That's a good, seusibly girl, I'll Civ
you maxim that will always help you
asA',kHahs best of ~ Now Ny dear
IjgsEFead The desIAlls, Y over 4
Jessie readssIout till near thetend pftb,
column, when she was struck by ths fol
lowing: .'ou aIoudaySat thoresidsnoe .
her son. Hugh Emerson, DolivefPuce Eu
ersou; aged sixty"
%".Wby, grandma. what . strange uams!
Delivcrance. | wonder what the folt'
call her for short-Dl, Lirer or Ancyf'
exclaimed Jessie, laughing.
"Husb, child! Read that again. /
I.Deliverance dead? Why, she was'a IittI'
baby when | was engaged to your grand
father. Read that agaia"
Jessie read tho notice again, and thet
said: Then you knew her graOdma'"
"Kuew her child! Isbould think die
know her. Dear me to think that the ba'
by | held 10 my arms is gone before me-"
"TclI me about her, grandma. Why
did her father and mother give her such
a name?"
ats quite a story, child"
"Wcl, tell it to me, please, graLdma
You know love to hear you tell of wher
you we're young, and it will make up fo'
the game Of croquet I expected to PLAY
this morriug"
"Wcll, let me thiuk moment L
brings back the time when your grand
father and used to stroll by The CreeL
and across meadows to gather apples
We'll, | was about seventeen, wbep fam
ilv named Field came to settle 10 our cOuu
try. They we're odd kind Of people
didn't 90 to meeting, and kept somewha
10 themselves. We oil wondered Wha
they we're, and where they came FROM bu
they never told Us. We'll, they had ou'
child, little baby a few months old; aut
they we're very fond Of this baby; i seem
ed as it they were always playing with 'o'
child and talking baby'talk wher any 0
the ueigbbrs passed 'hUt way The lathe
painted pictures Of the child in Varlou
positions and hung the paintings up IL
the sittiug.rOom."
"Was Mr.. Field painter'"
"He knew something about it, bu
couldn't make a living by it, so be took u
farming He didn't do much atthat eth
err only just managed to live that's al :"
"But what happened to the baby
prapdmap I'm so impatient to hear
"Well, Tn coming to it, One Juu'
afternoon, Ned Martin and | were near hi
htber's mill, on The Barton River H
was talking about the loVO''' Of the wato
preventing the mills from working Il
s,id the meu Of the ueighborhoOd Wer'
going to cut trench from Long Lake Il