The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1874-03-19

When be vas gone she cAme close up
to Cora.
Cora, ssid she. &c tWo are Nlone to-
gclher new. aud am ihs lssl one 70 be
hard on YOU Confess now, and ws'i
see how tie matter can be cloard up.
: Cora opened wide her brown eyes
Confess whais sLe asked. innocent.
lv.
That sou took the money, there was
no one else that csald have done il. Yca
we're here all aloac yesterday evening",
and know il was strong temptation to
gal lhst never had five dollars Of Ler
own 10 the world. CurS, you're ,onng.
i child aud don, believe you're alto-
gelher bad, but satan sits us al as
I whesi, sud
/ stop. cried Cora, crossing white snd
breathless; you suspect ne = ysu think !
atn a thiel' Mrs. Peckingion, may God
forgive you; lorgiy' YOU fsr your very
cruel su.picisu!
/ Airs Peckington was s.lent. She knew
nol h0W she coub HI help the Impression
which So strongly bore upon hor mind. .--
I Who but Cora Dallas could have TAKEN
/ the missing gold: .... ....
Georgr, George! gasped the poor girl,
/ fitting UP Ia hin as for safety, as the
door opened aud the sislwart form Of
/ George Merrilton appeared; she believes
thst stole her money; You do not think
so, do you?
George Meniltou's eyes sparked ner-
yously
Cousin Clarisss, | would stake my lie
on Cora's innocence.
Mrs. Peckiugton shook her head.
| II looks very ugly for her, she said, but
OF course II she can prove it
It needs no proof IN my eyes, said
George quietly, as he drew Cora's arm
within his ahere, little Que, don't
trembe so, aud look SO wonderfully
/ frightened mo one shalt dare karm you
as long as aIn BY your side.
/ But where's Mr.. Simkinsg ssked the
widow, missing her stronges; alley III
this hour OF need.
lfyou please ma'am, said the white
headed farm boy, he had gone away sud
denly to Allenville ut four O'Clock this
morning to see his father, us he had a
stroke, aud they don't expect him back
until the last OF next week.
| Mrs. Peckington stood undecided.
At all events, she said, turning to Cora
You can't expect shelter under my roof
no longer. | didn't look for such treat
ment from you,
Cousin Clarissa, said Merrilton brayey
love Cora, and stand here to espouse
her cause. You may sue her il you see
/ tit
shaH't do that, said the widow, least
wise not unit Simkns comes home to
advise me what's best.
Bnt, went on George Merlilton, l shall
make Ler my wife this very day, in order
that can offer her a home in place of
the one of which you so cruelty deprived
he.
The widow, albeit naturally kind
hearted woman. fired up at this.
OF course I've nothing to say, she said,
ii you choose to marry thief
But she stopped here-the upblazing
fire in Merrilton's eyes admonished her
to 90 no further.
1t was lonely enough those cold winter
days, sitting at her fireside, the money
gone, the merry sound of George Merrill
tons voice silent, and Cora's bright pres.
ence vanished.
If should be wrong ia 'sposing she
took il, she said TO herself, | should be
dreadful sorry TO think OF all the ugly
names called her-but ! don't see a.
there can possibly 6e any doubt OF it,
ANY way, Jeh0rum will advise me, when
he comes.
Aud on the dusky edge of Saturday
] hiElN Il dlHltl giuihIuS
never was so glad to sce anybody IL
all my born day, said Mrs. Peckinglon
impulsively jumping up FROM her seat -
aud she told him the story oi the vanish
ed bag Of gold, before he had chance to
deposit his porlly bulk upon the chsiI
she Hospitality drew forward.
Mr.. Siuikins turne doll r.d-thrn i
tallow white-got up and sat down again
aud fiualy dragged leather bag frem
the recess OF hi. bntlernut-colored coat
tail
ueyer'll play of a practical joke again
blamed il do, he CALCULATED; for de
clare 10 gracious, | had uu idea Of the
mischief was doing Here's your mon
cy. Clarissa--I heard yea tell the folk,
where ii was a. ! was 9 scraping th,
snow of my feet under the window
that night, aud reached Il down Just iol
a Joke, when you wac gone to see abou
the supper. meant to have brought 4
back the next morning, aud have a gooe
laugh with yau about tite burglars, bu
yan see bow was liked father 60
poorly aud couldn't think OF no,hin.
but him but you won't lay II up ag.ins
the, Clsfi.sa, now will yoa:
Bat Cora Dallas! g4,ped llse astonisl,e,
81 idav. I've taid eyrry body ste ioai
D..
Iheu you and must go around ate
explain mstiprs to eyrrs body, tiiAl's al
said the farmer.
Add Mrs Ppckugtou began 10 cry.
Poor Cora, .he sobbed, poor mpflsrl ~.
child. could bite out tay tongue " he
ihmk what IS slcEed ihiuxs hsyc .pokej